Sexy Storues Novels & Stories

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

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.

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In one swift, violent motion, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her lace panties and ripped them down her legs, discarding them onto the floor like trash. Before she could even register the cold air, he was back, his fingers diving into her heat. He worked them inside her with a brutal, rhythmic precision, his thumb grinding against her until Rissa’s back arched off the bed, her heels digging into the mattress. She was helpless, a moaning mess until the first wave hit her so hard she let out a choked scream, her body trembling as she squirted against his hand. Ronan pulled his hand back, his eyes dark and victorious. He held his glistening fingers to her lips, and Rissa, completely

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

She did the same to me, her hands mapping every muscle of my athletic frame, stroking my cock with firm, confident strokes that made me groan. We moved to the cushioned bench inside. I sat down, pulling her onto my lap facing me. She sank onto my length gradually, her tight heat enveloping me inch by inch. “Fuck, Stella, you feel so perfect,” I whispered, my hands gripping her ass as she began to ride me. The position allowed us to kiss deeply, our tongues dancing as her breasts pressed against my chest. I thrust up to meet her, hitting deep with each movement. Dirty talk flowed naturally, emphasizing the taboo that bound us. “My sweet stepsister, taking my cock like this. No one can know ho

I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk straight. The sexting escalated late into the night—filthy, detailed, and desperate. Seb described exactly how he wanted to bend her over his new kitchen counter, eat her ass until she begged, choke her lightly while pounding her from behind. Isabella, growing bolder and wetter with every message, sent short videos of her fingering herself on the bathroom floor, moaning his name as quietly as she could so Alex wouldn’t wake. Her fingers moved frantically, chasing the pleasure his words promised. By morning, she was soaked, aching, and utterly consumed by need.

I could spend all day in bed with him pounding hard into me. He nibbles my ear, and in his deep, sexy voice, he whispers, “I can never have too much of my medicine.” His hips thrust harder and faster while little stars dance in my vision. My hands claw at his back. My stomach tenses and coils as my glorious paradise comes into view. My legs slide around his hips and wrap around his waist, while he dives into me as if he has never had me before. His skillful moves have his hard cock hitting every bundle of nerves inside of me like the god he is.

He started pumping himself inside me slowly. As my core was ready, he paced up the speed. He started pumping himself inside me hard and fast. Every second of it was very steamy and magical. It was painful but nothing like I couldn't handle. But the pleasure was mine blowing. I moaned every time his shaft hit my sweet spot. My walls tightened around his shaft and he smiled. "Come on my dear wife, cum for me." He said. He pinched my clitoris lightly and I came again. This time, it was more intense than the last one.

The stranger's eyes were locked on her hand as she began pleasuring herself in earnest. Her middle finger circled her clit, sending waves of pleasure up her spine. The man pushed his boxers down, freeing his hard cock. Mia's mouth watered at the sight of him — thick, long, already leaking pre-cum from the tip. He wrapped his hand around his shaft, stroking slowly while watching her touch herself. Mia slid two fingers inside her pussy, moaning at the sensation. She worked them in and out, her thumb continuing to circle her clit.