Soft And Wet Stand Novels & Stories

"Max, I'm so itchy down there. Could you use your stick to scratch it for me?" Beneath the desk, my boss's daughter was perched on my lap, her round little bottom in the air. I was in the middle of a project meeting with my team, a whole group of them standing in front of my desk. She was driving me crazy. My hardness was itching and swelling by the second. I was about to lose it.

"Naughty girl, I know you want more." Santa slaps my rosy cheeks as he thrust into my dripping pussy, his balls hitting the lips of my clit. [Warning: This is a dark taboo novel containing BDSM, gay, gangbang, lesbian, forbidden age gap, step siblings and Erotica stories that leaves you dripping wet and bitting your nails with immense pleasure.] ******* You didn't stumble onto this book by an accident. You came looking for something darker, the kind of craving that wakes up after midnight, when innocence feels like a lie and desire feels like a truth. You pretend to be innocent but I know what you crave behind closed doors, the fantasies that make you dripping wet wanting a cock to thrust into your dripping pussy continuously. Dark Tales of Midnight isn't about fairytales or soft love confession, this book contains all your deepest darkest desires, the sexual experience you always wanted. Every page inside this book leaves you wanting more, so if you keep reading don't pretend you didn't know. You wanted this and here, wanting is only the beginning. Dedicated to all the good girls who love being anything but innocent after the dark.

18+ Skin. Sweat. Surrender. No apologies. Just the filthy, holy truth of what we do when the lights are off. In the hush between heartbeats, desire speaks its own language. These stories peel back the skin of restraint to reveal the raw, trembling want beneath - hands that linger too long, mouths that confess what daylight forbids, bodies that remember every sin they were never supposed to commit. From velvet-shadowed hotel rooms to rain-slicked backseats, from whispered commands to wordlessly surrender, from collars that lock with a soft click to knees that bruise beautifully on marble, from words like "please" and "good girl" to the moments we steal when no one is watching... and the ones we can't stop replaying even when they are filthy. No slow burns. No fade to black. Just wet mouths, spreading thighs, fingers that don't ask permission, and orgasms that leaves teeth marks.

I had been sexually assaulted. Just as I was about to wash away the filth clinging to my body, I saw a flood of scrolling comments: [What insane luck does the female lead have? She just goes to sleep and ends up having sex with a hot guy.] [I just saw the male lead’s eight-pack abs. Damn it, she’s got it so good. Let me take her place for a couple of episodes.] [Hehe, next the female lead is going to run away pregnant. A little baby is about to be born.] [Call the police. Go to someone you trust. Whatever you do, don’t wash away the evidence.] My gaze lingered on the last comment. After a long silence, I reached out and turned off the shower.

Since childhood, all I dreamed of was marrying a handsome man, a big house, and many children- A big happy family. So how did I end up in his bed? It’s not a one-night stand that I can forget, but it was more than that. I accepted his deal, and he agreed to teach me- Things…. (so dirty things). I had wet dreams but never knew my fortes until he showed me. I am Rubel Johnson, an untouched woman until he showed me, how to touch myself. #loveguru #passion #enemytofriends #kiss #erotic #humor

I wake up one day to find that I've become the power bank of the whole dorm. When the percentage shown above my dorm mates' heads is low, they'll be tired, angry, and ill-tempered. My job is to help them recharge via all sorts of physical contact. If I don't do my part, my grumpy dorm mates will force me to charge them up anyway…

Jacob Seo is the only son of Aromatized's CEO—the most famous perfume company in South Korea. As the heir and next CEO, being homosexual, is not easy to hide. But the only person who knows what he truly is, died. It made him create another persona to cope up with his traumatized brain and sacred heart. Two personas. Two different sexual reference. One body. The question is… What will the future of Jacob be? Will he be a shadow of his own mind? Or reclaim what is originally his to begin with?

Megan Hahn's older brother, Frederick Hahn, has retired from his military career. Rumors have it that he has gotten injured in one of his missions, resulting in him losing his ability to reproduce. Megan can only sigh sadly. "I plan to stay childfree, whereas Frederick has gotten hurt. It seems that my family's legacy will end at my generation." A few days later, I finally get to meet the legendary hunk of a brother Frederick is. Shock overwhelms me immediately. Why does he look exactly like the baby daddy I've slept with a few years ago?

Three years ago, Vincent Harlow slept with a college student. When I found out, I was ready to walk away from the marriage with nothing if it meant I could divorce him. The day we were supposed to finalize the paperwork, Vincent jumped off a high-rise building. Tree branches broke his fall partway down. He survived, but his leg was shattered. Now, he was in a hospital bed and sobbing through apologies, begging me to give him one more chance.

"You tell me you don't want me, and you are this wet for me?" I rasped, as I pushed my fingers deeper, plunging harder in and out of her, liking how restless I was making her. "What is the point of wanting you when I can't have you?" ******* After a hot one night stand with the sexy Billionaire, Ethan Howells, Chloe discovered that she was pregnant for him. She decided to keep the baby a secret from him when she found out that he had a fiancee. But years later, when her daughter fell ill, she found herself running back to the billionaire's doorstep. But things wasn't too simple this time around, as she found herself having complicated feelings for this man that belonged to another, a man she cannot have.