Sexy Stories Women Novels & Stories

One touch and my cock already flinched. “Fuck…” I groaned. Her hands and fingers are soft like cotton. With her eyes burning with so much lust and in combination of innocence, I fired up even more. “I’m a better sucker than your wife. Even than your boyfriend, Mr. President.” She then swallow me wholly and widely that I had to stop myself from being shock. “Shit!” Damn! This girl is so fucking good! All I knew was she’s so full of innocence. But the saying is really true. Those who have innocent face are the ones who have better skills in sex and oral.

My muscles are taut as I try not to get my cock into her pussy like I want to. Layla rubs her tits against my face, moaning and shuddering as the orgasm crashes into her. Her pussy gushes against my thigh, her release all over me. Everything becomes quiet in that moment, till it’s just her breathing mingling with mine. Maybe this isn’t so bad. Maybe I could give in to this power that we’ve created, and it would be okay after. She wants me too. I could show her what big, bad Daddies do to their little girls. But a flash of lightning illuminates the pink in her hair.

The thought made her pulse quicken, like she was holding a secret that wasn’t meant to be found. She hesitated only a moment before sitting cross-legged on the floor and flipping the cover open. Inside, in messy handwriting, was a title scrawled across the first page: “Collected Stories — From Women, For Women.” Chloe blinked. The handwriting was feminine, rushed, and almost secretive. She turned the page and read the introduction, scrawled in looping letters:

Becca, now beginning to wonder if she underplayed her hand, was also very excited at the possibilities. Being an avid fan of oral sex with other women, she enjoyed the thought of not telling some limp dick old man that he was attractive this weekend. Plus, she had never done more than the night like this before, but felt naturally comfortable around this woman. And after reading stories from other women online, fun weekends like this were sometimes life-altering experiences.

Alice tried to say something but her voice caught on a sob of pleasure as his hand came down on her again. “What did you say?” He demanded. “Tell me what you are?” “A bad girl.” She gasped. “A very bad girl.” Jessica almost groaned with disappointment when Mr. Ryan pulled away. But then she licked her lips, her p***y tightened as he began to unbuckle his trousers. In her seat, she was shaking. How long has she dreamed about his c**k? Now she would finally get to see it. It would make her fantasies so much more real.

Kyla nodded. “Oh! Why did you just say that?” Amer replied. “I’m sorry. Naneth is personal. She doesn’t want to involve her relatives in anything.” “Haist! Poor Naneth.” “Why sir Amer?!” Dominic asked in astonishment. “Nothing, because Naneth is a very kind child,” Amer replied. “You said she is a very independent woman. She can now be called “The Secret of the Fierce Ex-Wife.” Kyla answered emphatically. “Why did you say that, Kyla?” Gio asked.

She gasped, eyes wide. Ethan moved in front and shoved himself into her pussy at the same time. The sound she made was pure filthy bliss. They started moving together, stretching her full, her body shaking between them. I was made to straddle Ryan’s face. His tongue drove straight into my dripping hole while I watched my best friend get double penetrated right in front of me. Lena’s eyes met mine, it looked desperate. She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us.

They sat on the balcony, the ocean breeze cooling their skin as they talked for over an hour about life — jobs, relationships, dreams, and the thrill of forbidden desires. Sophia talked about her fitness clients and the secret affairs she’d had with married women. Mia shared stories from her yoga retreats, where boundaries blurred in the heat of the moment. Lila laughed about her bold conquests, her confidence making Leena blush. Ava listened, adding her own stories about the weekend with Leena, her voice low and teasing. The conversation flowed easily, the women bonding over shared secrets and desires. Lena felt included, the talk making her wet with anticipation. They talked about everythi

The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously

Lisa smiled nervously as she chatted with a few of the other women who had arrived early. She tried to get a sense of what was going to happen. She was a little disappointed that none of the men would be able to see her chosen outfit but shrugged it off as she mingled with the other female guests. Most of these women were at least 10 years older than her, but they all seemed up for almost anything. She listened intently as one woman described how someone had begun licking her asshole as she rode cowgirl on another man's hard cock. Before she knew it, the tongue in her asshole was replaced with a hard cock that made this lucky woman orgasm harder than she had ever experienced as these two har