Sexy Hospital Novels & Stories

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

Sean demanded again, his voice louder now, the frustration edging into anger. Sasha’s chest rose and fell heavily as she stared up at Sean, her lips curling into a sneer. “I told you… she’s gone. You’ll never find her.” Jey’s hand struck her again, this time across her mouth. Sasha’s head snapped to the side, and a thin trickle of blood slid from the corner of her lips, her breathing sharp and labored. But when she turned her head back, she was laughing—a dark, almost sinister sound that echoed through the empty building, sending a chill down the men’s spines.

“I can assume it’s the same for you, Tyrith.” What did that have to do with anything? I nodded. It was one of things ruts and heat had in common. The sexual desire grew to the point where its victim would lose their minds. If one was not careful, they would do the most shameful acts with the worst people. Back in college, one of the omegas in my lecture went into heat and slept with a professor. They were both ashamed of their actions. We could see it on their faces. Eventually, the professor resigned and moved elsewhere. The omega transferred. Heat and rut never cared who their victims slept with as long as they slept with the nearest affected person. We had to deal with the repercussions a

He has already taken a bath, but he isn't the type to refuse her generous offer. "Yes, yes...that's the spot..." Ahn Hana moans when Do Sejin rams her from the behind. All of her stress begins to wither away. He feels so good inside her. He doesn't hold back anymore and bends her over, thrusting in and out of her as she screams his name. It feels like an eternity since he had good sex. He can't control himself or keep his character. He removes her wet hair from her back and bites her shoulder. She cries out in pain. He doesn't stop and slaps her plump butt.

It's only a matter of time before the other people will be alerted that there's an intruder and she needs to act fast. She opened the door to the Master Bedroom and barged inside. Her nose crinkled up in disgust as she walked in on Mr and Mrs Harper having sex. "Eww" she said as she brought out her pistol and moved closer to them , they had already disengaged from their love making and were staring at her in fear.

"I got you." Joan didn't want me to quit working at the club, but that hustling was just not for me. At some point in my life, I knew I would look back and ask myself, "What the hell was I thinking?" Tucked away on the thirtieth floor of a skyscraper, Secre X was a private and exclusive members-only gentlemen's club, where only elite businessmen—mostly married and bored—were admitted. It had no more than about thirty members and each member rented their own booth. Scott made loads from those guys.

My name is Happiness, and this is my story of how I saved my husband, home, and marriage with sex. You were expecting to see "The End," at this point, isn't it? Oh! The story had just begun. Stay tuned and enjoy the rest of the story. While Mrs. Happiness and her husband were still sitting in their sitting room, watching programs on television, there came this program that Pastor Solomon loved so much. "Hello, viewers, we have come again with this wonderful, thrilling, and captivating program, Tale of the Moon Light," the program presenter said, and Pastor Solomon said, "Yes, my dear, I love this program so much. It makes me remember back in the days when my mother did tell us all sorts of f

The burn twisted into ecstasy, her curvy body rocking forward, big tits heaving as he pounded relentlessly, balls slapping the partition like thunder. The sensations overwhelming Sara's body were a dizzying mix of pain and pleasure, her mind struggling to process the intensity of it all. The taboo thrill of being manhandled by faceless strangers in a public place sent shivers down her spine, even as the rough treatment pushed her to new heights of ecstasy. She could feel Mia's body trembling against hers, the shared pleasure a bond that went beyond words. It was a moment of raw, primal connection, their secret desires laid bare in the darkness of the glory hole.

Sienna immediately picked up her phone to check. Felix’s foundation launch was only two weeks away. She was certain she would see Leo there and was already looking forward to it. She couldn't afford to look anything less than perfect. “I have a box of sleeping pills here,” Xena said. “Take one every night. It’ll help you fall asleep quickly.” Seeing that Xena even had sleeping pills ready, Sienna assumed she was losing sleep over Felix. “Xena, there’s really no reason for you and Felix to sleep separately,” Sienna said. “He’s sleeping alone now too. You could go to him and have him keep you company.” Since Felix was single now, it was perfectly reasonable for them to sleep together.

Public risks escalated safely: a movie theater quickie in the back row, my head in his lap swallowing him during the film; a hiking trail where he fucked me against a tree, hand over my mouth as hikers passed nearby. By week's end, after another marathon involving the swing, double fisting prep, full-body wax, and multiple voyeur-directed scenes via video with Alex and Elena, I was a sore, blissed-out, cum-drenched wreck. In the afterglow, Marcus held me close. "Whatever happens with work, we have this. Our addiction, our love, it's unbreakable." I kissed him deeply, leaking his seed. "Forever your filthy, happy whore." The shadows of Sophia's curiosity loomed larger, promising more suspense