Sexy Stories For Couples Novels & Stories

Him inside me again, filling me, claiming me, making me scream his name until my voice gave out. My thighs pressed together involuntarily. "So is this normal?" I asked, my voice coming out breathy. "Do all couples have a sex review the morning after? Rate each other's performance? Give constructive feedback?" I was teasing, but part of me genuinely wanted to know. His lips twitched. "Smart couples do. Couples who want to have amazing sex instead of mediocre sex." His thumb brushed along my cheekbone. "This is how couples build a great sex life. Honest communication. No holding back, no embarrassment. Just the truth."

fucking more loudly. He started fucking me with full force now. When I did it with my husband we only tried on position and it ended in a minute but not with Sanju. He was fucking me like 15 minutes straight. He teached me different styles and positions like [mesilory, doggystyle, cowgirl, 360, 69] After 25 minutes he was about to discharge his bullet and he was trying to put out his gun but I just wrapped back him with my legs and I asked him to keep hitting, because this was the purpose that I want to make sure that I wanna be pregnant.

She then told me she was having sex after almost seven months as Mr. Mehta just does not seem to have time for her. She also told me this was the best sex she ever had. As I left her house and my virginity with her, she looked at me with a smile saying we will continue our exercise the next day, and continue what we did for a long time only it was more of a sexcercise.

Their cocks rubbed right up against each other through that thin wall separating my holes, and I could feel every thick inch of them pressing together inside me, moving like they were made to fit like this. They started rocking in a tight spooning rhythm, slow and deep. Leo would pull back just a little while Greg pushed forward, then they’d switch. My body rocked gently between them, trapped and so full I couldn’t even think straight. It felt even better because they could both reach everything at once. Leo kissed the back of my neck, his lips hot and wet, his tongue dragging slowly along my skin. Greg leaned in and kissed the front of my neck, sucking soft little marks right under my ear.

He pressed the lubed tip against her ass while he was still inside her pussy. Double penetration. The stretch was intense—burning, overwhelming, perfect. Inch by inch he worked it in until she was stuffed full, Victor’s cock and the plug separated only by a thin wall. Jade reached back, finding Lila’s clit with expert fingers, rubbing fast and hard. “Now,” Victor growled. “Come now.” Lila shattered. Her entire body seized—pussy and ass clenching in waves, squirting hard around Victor’s cock, soaking the sheets. She screamed into Jade’s pussy, the sound muffled and raw.

Alex moved between us, fucking one pussy then the other, commenting on how wet and tight we both felt. The constant switching kept me on edge, my body buzzing with pleasure. Next, they laid us on our backs on the floor with our heads next to each other. The guys took turns fucking us in missionary, leaning down to slap our tits, spit in our mouths, and kiss us messily. While Jake was pounding Lena, I reached over and played with her clit, rubbing fast circles that made her scream even louder. The feeling of her body trembling against mine as she came was intoxicating.

Sasha pours two glasses,sparkling cider for me, rosé for her. “To evil exes and their tiny fake blobs.” We clink our glasses and giggle. My phone buzzes from an unknown number. It's a video file. I play it. The footage reveals Celeste in her apartment, crying to camera. “Ethan Grant ruined me. He got me pregnant and abandoned me. The Grants will pay for silencing me.” The video ends with her smashing a glass against the wall. Sasha’s eyes widen. “She’s unhinged.” I forward it to Ethan and Dante with two words; Catsuit Crazy.

I flipped our positions and made Jack lie beneath me. The 69 position is my favorite—it makes me feel like we’re really making love because we can touch each other at the same time. The moans Jack was making made me even more eager to take his dick into my mouth, giving him the same sensation and pleasure he gave me. When I felt his penis growing larger inside my mouth, Jack pulled away and flipped us over. “Give it to me, please,” he said, spreading my legs wide, and I knew exactly what he wanted.

Cole gripped my hair, thrusting deep, groaning, “You love this. Being filled by two men who hate each other. Say it.” “I love it!” I sobbed. “Use me! Please!” Jace smacked my ass again, made me scream. He pulled out and flipped me onto my back on the floor. Cole knelt behind my head. Jace knelt between my legs. And they both entered me — Cole in my mouth, Jace in my pussy. The rhythm was brutal. Perfect. One pushing while the other pulled. I was a vessel — spread, used, fucked raw by two powerful men who didn’t care about anything but showing each other they could break me better.

Marcus’s thick cock stretched and pounded her soaked cunt with deep, powerful strokes, while Alex fucked her mouth with slow, controlled thrusts. She gagged softly when Alex pushed deeper, spit dripping down her chin and onto the couch. Tears of overwhelming pleasure pricked her eyes. Marcus reached around and rubbed her swollen clit in fast, tight circles. “Feel that?” Marcus growled, slamming into her harder. “Your husband is watching me destroy this little pussy pussy. You’re dripping all over my cock, Emma.” Emma moaned loudly around Alex’s cock, the vibrations making her husband groan with pleasure. The dual sensation was too much for her. Marcus’s cock hitting that perfect spot deep in