Sexy Women Stories Novels & Stories

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

“Since I was seventeen. Older women are my thing. Married ones especially. They’re always so pent up, so grateful when you give them what their husbands won’t. They come harder, beg louder, do things they’d never admit to in the daylight.” The words hung between them, heavy with implication, her pussy clenching so hard she had to shift in her seat, her thighs slippery now, her nipples aching for his mouth. He knew exactly what he was doing, exactly how his words painted pictures in her mind of him taking her the same way, and the smirk that followed told her he saw every flush, every squirm.

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!

To my filthy girlies… this isn’t a love story. It’s a confession. Every story in this book is about women who were ‘good girls’ until they met a man who didn’t want good. He wanted wrecked. If you like it slow, go read a romance book. If you like it raw, if you like the sound of a spank echoing off a bathroom tile, if you like a man who looks at you like he wants to eat you alive… Then stay. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.

But this… this was next level. “I need it,” Rebecca whispered, voice husky. “Threesomes aren’t enough anymore. I want to be ruined. Six men, Aiden. Six thick cocks destroying every single one of my filthy holes. I want them to stretch me until I can’t walk. I want my pussy, ass, and throat pumped full of cum until it leaks out of me for days.”

she whimpered, the word slipping out before she could stop it. Julian froze, a smirk playing on his lips. He loved hearing her break. He loved knowing that the most feared woman in the firm was reduced to a shaking mess beneath him. He stepped back just enough to free himself from his trousers, his cock thick and pulsing, straining against the air. He didn't use a condom; he didn't care about the risks, only the reward of claiming her completely in the middle of her own sanctuary.

The headboard slammed against the wall, the chains rattling as I struggled uselessly against my restraints. My moans turned into screams, echoing in the room, then the screams broke into gasps as he knocked the air out of me, and finally into whimpers as he hammered my sweet spots until I see stars behind the blindfold. "Seraphina" The way he sexily moaned my full name so loud made my heart summersault multiple times and a dam broke inside me like an explosion. I felt a rush of liquid heat flood out of me, soaking his cock, dripping down his balls.

His surprise quickly disappears as the other man strips naked and bends the woman over the couch. Wetness pools in between my legs, and I move slightly around, trying to find a comfortable spot. Trevor lightly kisses my earlobe again and whispers, “There is more spice than anything else in the movie.” The woman on the TV and I moan together. “Ahhh…..”

“Already moaning like a needy little slut and we’ve barely started. You planned all of this just so you could get your nipples sucked and your pussy used?” His raw words made me even wetter. “Yes… I wanted this for you.” Sasha smiled against my breast. “Such a dirty girl. Planning to get fucked by two people on Valentine’s Day.” She sucked harder on my nipple while her hand slid down and cupped my soaked thong. “She’s dripping already, Dominic. Her little pussy is soaked through.” Dominic pulled my hair tighter. “Of course she is. My greedy girlfriend gets wet planning to be a shared whore.” He kissed me roughly while Sasha kept playing with my nipples. Every tug and bite sent sparks through

The VIP room was small and dark, lit only by a faint purple light that made Layla’s skin look like glowing silk. She stood in the center of the room, and the three men, Marcus, Jax, and Leocouldn't breathe just looking at her. She was built with incredible curves, her waist tiny and her hips wide and heavy. Her breasts were the best part; they were huge, round, and so heavy they swayed beautifully with every step she took. The skin on her chest was pale and soft, and her nipples were dark and hard, poking out like they were begging to be tasted. She reached back and unhooked her gold bra, letting her heavy breasts fall free, bouncing softly as they were released. The men groaned at the sight