Short Sexy Story Novels & Stories

he said quietly, dangerously, “we won’t wait to get to the room. We’ll fuck you right there so he can watch who you really belong to.” Noah leaned down and kissed me possessively, tasting his own cum on my tongue. “This weekend has only just started, Scarlett.” I looked up at both of them — naked, marked, covered in their seed, body sore and satisfied in the most filthy way. And I smiled. “Yes, Sirs.”

She looked down at me, her curvy silhouette framed by the dim light of the room, looking every bit the seductive goddess she was. We scrambled to rid ourselves of our underwear, the fabric discarded in a frantic heap on the floor. As soon as we were bare, the sight of her—wet, open, and eager—sent me over the edge. I reached up and gave her a sharp, stinging spank across her right cheek, the sound echoing in the quiet room. She let out a loud, needy moan, her hips bucking. "Yes, fuck, do it again," she whimpered, leaning forward to capture my lips in a deep, tongue-twisting French kiss.

And just like that, the line she swore she’d never cross… was gone. He kissed her. She kissed him back. He then pulled off her silk robe leaving her with only her shorts and top. They both found their way to the sofa… and then, he pushed onto the sofa… pressing his body into hers. He gently brushed his hand up her thighs still kissing her… his fingers found the waistband of her shorts. He slid his fingers into her shorts… into her. His hands worked magic.

Is she trying to kill me? "I still want to be there, even if my gorilla isn't here yet. Now, I know you've been trying to hold yourself back while I've been toying with you. If I hadn't been marked and wasn't feeling like I do, then I wouldn't be ready for this. However, you're not the only one filled with need. I need you, Tatum. I need you to show me what it's like to be loved and make love. My sexual experiences haven't been the best. Even though I was with the two men willingly, I wasn't in love with either of them. I see that now that I'm with you. Your touch alone does things to my body that I wasn't prepared for. I know most people would think it's too soon, but who decides what's too

"I need you. My body hurts." "Then you can have me." I ran my hand down her side as I kissed at her soft mouth, licking and sucking at her bottom lip as I slipped my hand in between us. Her shorts were so incredibly tiny, so hot. It took very little effort to work down to her flesh, but when I did, time stopped. She was drenched, so wet and sticky that I couldn't help but think she'd already come a few times in her sleep. "Shit," I moaned and kissed her again before pushing up and working on her shorts. "I don't have a condom, Erica. Just let me touch you, baby."

“Been a long night. Could use some stress relief.” His breathing picked up. I leaned in and kissed him, slow at first, then deeper when he kissed back. He tasted sweet. My hands slid down his sides, grabbing his ass through the thin shorts. He was already getting hard against my thigh. I pushed him gently against the counter, grinding my growing bulge into him. “You want this?” I asked against his mouth. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Please.” I turned him around fast, bending him over the kitchen counter. His chest pressed against the cool surface. I yanked his shorts and boxers down in one pull, exposing his smooth ass. It was perfect – round, tight, begging to be used.

She touched herself almost everytime she remembers, frustrated,he was just never enough, she ends up always stopping before masturbating, because it didn’t feel right without him watching, without his voice telling her to come harder. On the fourth day she cracked. **Aisha**: Tonight. Your place. Same rate. No talking about feelings or future. Just sex. His reply was immediate. **Jaxon**: Door’s open at 8. Come ready to take what you want. She arrived at 8:02, on a black dress, no bra, no panties,her heels clicked loudly on his hallway floor. He opened the door shirtless, his sweatpants low, already half-hard. No smile, no small talk, he just stepped aside and let her in.

He must be feeling the same because his hands knead harder, his kisses get more feverish, and I can feel his hardness start to poke against my ass. First Guy captures my lips in his again, threading his fingers in my hair. His kiss is heated and urgent, turning me on faster than anyone has ever done. I’m the only one naked while both are still dressed. I can feel my wetness increasing, and my body starts aching for some relief. The air gets hotter, and I can feel his cock poking my lower belly. I’m sandwiched between cocks, and the thought alone makes me almost come.

My soaked panties cling to me. What is going on with me? This is not right. I back up until my ass hits the couch, heart pounding, thighs pressing together uselessly. Lira stalks closer, hips rolling, those perfect tits bouncing. “Shy people are the cutest.” She says a little too happily. “You’re so cute,” she drawled. “You don’t have to say anything, Skyler. Your body’s screaming loud enough.” Before I can say anything, Lira reaches me in one fluid motion, pressing me down onto the cushions, her soft breath mixing with my rapid breath.

I push my boxer brief down and roll the condom on, but she doesn't give me the satisfaction of looking at my cock. "Less talking! Now shut up and kiss me." Her delicate fingers wrap around the back of my neck and bring my lips to hers. "God, you're so fucking perfect, Siena "I groan in between kisses, I could help the praises falling out of my lips. I grind her wetness over her clit with my cock, edging her on a bit more so she's really ready for me to thrust into her warmth. Lining myself up with her entrance, I pause to give her a silent moment to change her mind about this, if needed. Her book scene is about to have nothing on us. I aim to put the fictional guy she is reading about to sha