Sexy Goth Novels & Stories

She pushed herself out of Damien's arms and walked inside the room. Damien followed her and asked, "Where are you going?" Kicking off her shoes, Gretchen looked back over her shoulder. "This is called makeup sex, Damien. You're going to want to get in on this, trust me." Damien wiped his hand across his mouth as he watched Gretchen take off her shirt. He'd expected a lot of things to happen tonight, mostly yelling and possibly objects being thrown at him. This was a surprise and he wasn't sure exactly how to react. Gretchen pulled off her jeans and looked at him then nodded towards the bed. "Let's go."

If you fall for a crazy nutter, with a tendency towards sadism, cold brutal acts and shit loads of money, make sure he can fuck you like a god and you will never have reason to complain ever again. Good sex can make up for a lot of misdemeanours. Alexi’s skill is the type of sex that can turn a sweet innocent girl into a raving psycho who would cut a man, for ever trying to leave her. He is that good in the sack. I thought delaying sex with this man would only heighten the reunion a little. Not make it out of this world mind-blowing that we may never top again. There isn’t a single part of me that’s not goose bumping and buzzing, and the blush across every surface of my skin on show and the

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

We could all smell her sexual arousal. The Queen's eyes were fixed on us, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and sexual desires. Her whispers turned to soft moans, her body swaying unconsciously to the rhythm. The scent of her desire wafted through the air. I could feel the heat emanating from her, trying to draw me in, she was a siren like me, but I was stronger. My men closed in around me, their movements becoming more fluid, more seductive. The Queen's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a primal longing. I knew in that moment, that she was ours, completely entranced by the raw power of our Mayan Vampiric dance.

We could all smell her sexual arousal. The Queen's eyes were fixed on us, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and sexual desires. Her whispers turned to soft moans, her body swaying unconsciously to the rhythm. The scent of her desire wafted through the air. I could feel the heat emanating from her, trying to draw me in, she was a siren like me, but I was stronger. My men closed in around me, their movements becoming more fluid, more seductive. The Queen's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a primal longing. I knew in that moment, that she was ours, completely entranced by the raw power of our Mayan Vampiric dance.

In her left hand she held the panties, she had developed such a love hate relationship with today, tightly under her nose, smelling them, drinking in their musky aroma. Unknown to the otherwise occupied blonde, two stalls over a young Goth girl with her feet up, sneaking a smoke. Her hair, fingernails, clothes and lips were black, while her skin was ivory white. She paused and listened to the very interesting sounds coming from girl who had just entered the restroom. "Oh God! Ugh... Ugh..." Squitch Shlep 'Can it be?' the Goth wondered, 'Can someone at this uptight private school be wanking herself? God, wouldn't it be funny if it was one of those rich prissy bitches, ' she thought, grinning

the sex god said with his baritone-sex voice whilst smiling, and even his smile was arousing, gradually everyone started having a throbbing dick whilst reminiscing the best sex of their life. On the other hand Jo;el was gritting his teeth as the sex he had with Sophie became vivid in his mind making his dick to throb painful yet so good 'This bastard, acting as if he doesn't know the effect his aura have on people, idiot!' Jo;el screamed on his head but he maintained his outside calm to not disrespect the angel royals, on the other hand he knew that his brother can help it, it's just like a natural aura of someone, he gulped as his dick throb once more.

If anything, that showed me how weak I was to his seduction. This was rock bottom. How far was I willing to stoop? What was even more pathetic was how excited I became when he said I belonged to him. Tyrith Keiser belonged to no one. I made that point countless times. Then, here I went, swayed by a few lustful pheromones. Christ! I needed to get a grip. Maybe I should have had sex before coming. No. I still had time. I could do it before our next meeting. It would take the edge off. A one-night partner would do the trick. No strings attached. Someone with opposite qualities to Lucian.

“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...

She followed right after me, a long, low moan vibrating against my lips as she came, hips jerking through it, soaking both of us even more. We kept moving through the aftershocks, slower now, kissing softer, until the last tremors faded and we were just pressed together in the thick heat, breathing hard against each other’s mouths. Weird sex... “You were amazing,” one of the girls said, still breathing hard. Her voice was soft, I swallowed, trying to find words that made sense. “What is this place?” The other one smiled, eyes half-lidded and satisfied. “Heaven… and you’re gonna fit in here just right.”