Sexy Novels Novels & Stories

Maybe this was a side he’d kept hidden from her, a side that only came out when he was alone? The bookshelf too, was full of clues to Jacob’s secret. The Story of O . Billionaire Blackmail . Fifty Shades of Grey . Delta of Venus . Books by the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher Masoch. The Marketplace . Every book Emily selected was erotica. She wished she’d found this stash years ago. How exciting would those evenings alone have been then?

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

Pleasure flooded her insides, making her more wet. She screamed when he sucked her nipple, throwing her head backwards as she bounced back and forth. Alessandro cupped her ass, raising it up a she rose. He spanked her ass, earning a deep moan. The odor of sex and sweat filled the air as Isabelle’s voice rang out while Alessandro groaned and breathed faster. The sound that erupted out of her mouth drove him to the edge and he groaned as he came close to his orgasm, his dick pulsed and twitched, growing bigger and she rocked it faster.

I moaned into his palm, the sound muffled as pleasure built inside me. "Quiet, princess," he warned, but his own breathing was ragged. "You do not want the neighbors to hear Daddy fucking his stepdaughter in the kitchen." He reached around with his free hand and rubbed my swollen clit in fast circles. The dual sensation made my eyes roll back. My juices dripped down my thighs, coating his shaft and making everything slick and obscene. He pounded into me relentlessly, his thick cock stretching me wide open. I could feel every inch sliding in and out, the head bumping my cervix on the deepest strokes.

But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand. I have a dangerously high libido and I’m NEVER sexually satisfied. And because of that, every relationship I’ve had seems to end the same way. The first one called me “too intense.” He said I made him feel like he was always trying to keep up with something he couldn’t understand. We lasted two weeks after having a threesome with his crazy elder brothers. Even then, it felt like I’d just started. They didn’t satisfy me at all—sexually or otherwise. I barely even came.

I lifted my head, licking my lips, and looked at Adrian. He was hard, his hand on his cock, stroking slowly. "Beautiful," he said, his voice rough. "Now let me watch you take her again." I turned back to Sera, who was still trembling, her eyes glazed. I reached for the leather harness I'd stashed under the furs earlier—a strap-on I'd had crafted by a vampire artisan in the city, black leather and polished obsidian, the dildo sculpted to resemble a cock with veins and a flared head. I fastened it around my hips, the leather snug against my skin, the weight of the shaft pressing against my pubic bone. Sera's eyes widened when she saw it, a mix of curiosity and nervous anticipation.