Sexy Stories Lit Novels & Stories

Bracing her against his body with one arm, he pulled the comforter over them, as they laid there; the distant hum of the crush of people and cars along The Strip was the only sound that floated into the room from the open window. With her head resting against his chest, she closed her eyes and let herself be lulled to sleep by the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, as she pushed aside all the worries and doubts that she knew she would have to deal with—but she would deal with them later. For now she would just enjoy being in the arms of a gorgeous man who’d given her one of the most powerful orgasms she’d ever experienced in her entire life. As she drifted off to sleep, she finally understood w

Lucas grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed. Without warning, he plunged his cock deep into me. My tits were swaying back and forth uncontrollably as Lucas fucked me. I could feel the tip of his amazing dick press at the entrance of my cervix with every thrust. Lucas grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it, sending me over the edge again. "Fuck me with that big dick, fuck me Lucas!" "I'm going to cum in you, Susan."

“What is she talking about?” He didn’t answer. His jaw clenched. His silence was worse than any confession. Celeste’s laughter split the air again, high and cruel. “Ah, there it is. The silence that damns.” She spread her arms wide, as though presenting us on some twisted stage. “The lover who bleeds for you, Aria, but bleeds secrets too. Tell me, how long will your lust last when you realize it’s built on lies?” Julian finally snapped, his voice breaking like thunder. “Enough!”

I had never heard him speak in such a manner. "What? You're not man enough?" she teased even more. "We broke up two years ago, Evelyn. I have a wife now.". "I bet her tits aren't as nice as this," Evelyn interjected, rubbing her nipples, teasing Frank even more, tracing lines over her thighs. "I could really use some strong hands right now. I need to be punished.like the fucking slut that I am.". She said, Fuck, Evelyn was sexy. I'd never been turned on by another woman before, but this was different.

he gasped, hips jerking as he spilled into the condom, every twitch of her orgasm milking the release from him. He collapsed over her, panting into her neck, the scent of sex thick in the air. They lay tangled in sweat and heat, chests rising and falling in sync. Outside, the city shimmered. Behind glass walls, the lights were still on. Perhaps someone across the way had watched. Mia smiled to herself. Let them.

Chapter 17 "Hey! Kylie, are you even listening to me?!" Selena asked me in annoyance. I was at her house this time. Samantha and Ariana were also on their way here, and I arrived earlier than them because it was so boring at home. "Yeah, yeah!" I rolled my eyes at her and returned my gaze to the screen of my phone, where I was reading a W*****d story. This "My Absolute Sex Slave" by Ludylyn23 is actually quite good. Even though it's rated R-18, it's still funny to read. But when I reached the explicit chapter, I suddenly shivered and felt my face turn red.

“Thanks. I wasn’t going for sexy, but… I guess that’s not a bad side effect.” She continued scrolling through the photos, pausing now and then to compliment a pose or ask how I pulled off a certain angle. Then, with a mischievous glint in her eye, she looked up. “Okay, but seriously. How is Lucas not attracted to you? Like, what the hell? If I looked like you, I’d be crawling across his desk in lingerie.” I snorted. “Jesus, Anna.” “I’m serious! You’re hot, and he’s hot. It’s practically fate. You’ve got the sexual tension of a whole N*****x series just waiting to explode.”

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

The kiss was possessive, claiming, and it made Claire’s clit throb anew despite how sensitive she felt. “You taste so sweet when you come,” Lena murmured against her mouth. “But I want more. I want to feel you against me.” She stood briefly, removing her black bra and panties with fluid grace. Her body was stunning — full breasts with dark, tight nipples, a toned stomach, and strong thighs framing her own glistening pussy. Claire stared openly, mesmerized by how confident and unapologetically sexual Lena was. Lena climbed back onto the chaise and gently turned Claire onto her side. She lay down facing her, one leg sliding between Claire’s thighs until their pussies were pressed together in a

I’ve always been crazy about books. Ever since I was a kid, I’d spend hours in the library, running my fingers over the covers, breathing in that old paper smell. It’s like the stories were part of me. My name is Eliza, and I run this small library in a quiet town. No one comes here much, which is fine by me. It gives me time to be alone with my books. But my love for them has turned into something more. I have this secret fetish. I dream about the characters jumping out of the pages and touching me, holding me, doing things to me that make my body heat up. It’s embarrassing to admit, but just thinking about it gets me excited. My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I