Sexy Stories Women Novels & Stories

Clit, balls, shaft, thighs, boobs. The men lowered Ava back onto the couch. They took turns fucking her in every position. One man fucked her doggy style while she sucked another. Noah came across her face again. Thick ropes landed on her eyes and lips. Ava kept her mouth open for the next load. The women took turns sitting on Ava’s face. She licked their pussies while men fucked her holes. One woman came on Ava’s tongue. Another man replaced the one in her ass and fucked her harder. Ava came repeatedly, body twitching under the assault.

“Do you want to put your cock in me or not?” “Ooooh!” the crowd cooed in unison. “Yes, as I was saying... the woman’s challenge, still single elimination rules, is: with legs behind your head, have him fuck you missionary.” Sienna felt her hips groan uncontrollably. What was this, free sex with hot guys or a burning yoga class?! Sheesh...

"Girls! I want your steamiest, slutiest fantasies. Every single one of them. Karen, you go first." Karen was eager, voice husky. "I would give anything to be tied up in a room filled with strange men. Naked by the way. Each of them taking turns on all my holes until I can't take anymore." She bit her lips, pressing her legs together to ease the ache in her snatch.

I'd never been turned on by another woman before, but this was different. "I miss your long, hard dick inside my pussy, Frank. You're the only guy who's fucked me till my legs shook, till I couldn't walk. My pussy is so hungry for your big, fat, long cock, Frank," she said, putting her fingers to her lips and coating them in saliva. She teased her pussy lips with them. "Oh, fuck," she closed her eyes in ecstasy. I could see Frank's cock stirring in his pants, and it was fucking huge!. Maybe that's why my mom married him, after all he doesn't even have a stable job!

The sex club smelled like sweat, cum, and leather. Sariah stood beside her husband, tight dress clinging to her thighs, panties already damp just from the moans echoing through the dim room. She wanted to feel something. Anything. Keon hadn’t touched her right in months. Their fucking had turned soft, forgettable—quick strokes, no filth, no hunger. She missed being wrecked. Screamed for. Fucked until her pussy gushed. A couple moaned near the back room, the woman tied to a beam, her tits bouncing while some stranger slammed into her soaked cunt from behind.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”

Even Riley was convinced as she asked, “What happened after that?” “I woke up after that, and Mr. Collins sent me back by helicopter.” Victor pretended to recall the memory as he said, “After that, I went to his house two more times and found out that he has eight women.” “What? Eight?” They almost screamed in astonishment. “Yeah, eight!” Victor nodded. “Those women are all drop-dead gorgeous. They include celebrities, daughters of billionaires…”

“What do you think you've done?” At Yasmine's stunned reply, the woman went on, “Seducing our husbands with your wanton body and inappropriate attires.” “I actually saw Jared masturbating to a picture of her on his phone yesterday,” said another woman, shaking her head. “I wonder where he got it from.” “No doubt the whore must have sent it to him.” replied the previous woman before reaching it and squeezing Yasmine's nipples through her clothes. “Ahhh,” the girl screamed in pain. “You'll be screaming more than that when we're through with you. Grab her, ladies.”

And all of them seemed to be walking intimately. “Shift a bit,” Karen said, touching her phone. “This video makes me even more convinced that Mrs. Sella is a woman who likes to have fun. It's such a pleasure to be the wife of a famous businessman. She can have fun without fear of running out of money.” Karen giggled at her own thoughts. “When you have a husband, you're having fun with other men?” asked Celine after she had finished watching the short video. but had already made it clear that the woman she was visiting earlier was Sella. And what Karen said was true. Sella had fun with many men.