Sommer Ray Sex Novels & Stories

In an hour. Tyler had booked it for me last week, nagging until I agreed. “5 PM sharp,” he’d said. “Don’t flake, Harden. This could be good for you.” I’d shoved the reminder to the back of my mind, but now it loomed. A sex doctor? What would that even entail? Therapy sessions? Medications to dull the fire? Or something more… hands-on? The thought sent a fresh twitch to my softening cock. Dr. Voss was famous, apparently—books, TED talks, a clinic catering to high-profile clients with “unique” needs. Rumors swirled online about his methods: immersive, boundary-pushing, with a focus on submission and control. His patients called him a miracle worker, turning addictions into strengths. I sat up,

Ray Grimard mumbled, kissing one of the women, cuddling the other on her boops. Charlotte felt like she would puke blood. What the heck! This fellow was the choice of her parents for Aurora if all things goes well with her divorce with Adrian Lester. “You can attest to our professionalism last night. If you want, we can give you something special now, something that would blow you out of this planet” one of the ladies said. “I can attest to that for you,” Ray Grimard said, pointing to one of the girls. “But you, your pussy is too loose. I want something tight that will grasp my cock well” he complained.

TW: Explicit MM sex Reed I gasped as the thick, swollen tip of Rayne’s cock breached me, slow and searing. It burned. It always fucking burned. Didn’t matter how much lube I used or how long I spent fingering myself open. Rayne was just too big—monstrously, beautifully, obscenely big. And me? I wasn’t built for this. I didn’t have the soft, yielding body of an Omega, no slick to ease the way, no natural heat begging to be bred. I was a Beta. Tight. Dry. Wrong.

Her hands fisted in the sheets as waves of heat rolled through her body. Dominic’s eyes were locked on her, every muscle tensed, every movement hungry. He didn’t move, didn’t speak…. just watched, his breathing heavy as Izzy trembled beneath Ray’s touch. “You like being watched, huh?” Ray asked, her voice low and teasing. “Like showing your dirty little pussy off to him?” “Yes,” Izzy whispered, her hips rocking instinctively. “I want him to see… how wet I get for him.” Ray’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she stepped toward the toy rack. Her fingers trailed over the neatly arranged items until she picked up a black strap-on. It was thick, curved, and already slick with lube.

Her hands squeeze her breasts. Rowen strokes himself as she rides his face, matching her rhythm. I match it too, my own hand slick with lube, breathing hard into the fabric in my hands. Summer’s getting close—I can see it in her face, in the arch of her back. I’m close too. “You gonna cum for us, Summer?” I ask. “Yes...” she whimpers. “What about you, Rowen?” He doesn’t speak, but through the mindlink I hear him: Yes. This pussy is too sweet not to.

Summer grabs the desk and rocks her hips behind, matching my thrust. Sweat is beading down my neck and forehead, I have so much pent-up testosterone and it is the drive I use to fuck the shit out of Summer. "Oh, Mr. Sin, there. You've touched my G-spot," she cries out as I fuck her harder. "You little slutty thing. Look at you taking my cock so well. Do you like this?" I ask as I change sides where I am fucking her over. "Yes. Oh, please, more," she cries out.

I smirked as she stood up, looking me in the eye. “Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it.” She snickered. I nodded, “Your mouth did magic just now.” She turned to look away as she blushed. I must say. I was beginning to love this. I have had sex and gotten my dick sucked, but Summer gave this kinda fuck that I never knew I'd experience before. She bit her lower lip, her index finger trailing on my chest, down to my lower stomach. “Oh, damn… I want you to slam your dick in and out of my pussy. I want you to make me scream out with pleasure.” She announced, catching me by surprise.

Richard was home early once more. Ryan smirked, his hand sliding between my legs, pushing his cum back inside me. “Round eleven?” he whispered, starting to thrust his fingers. I moaned softly, spreading my legs wider. This summer wasn’t just forbidden anymore. It was ours.

Under the spray he washes me gentle, fingers sliding through the mess between my legs, thumb circling my clit until I come again against the tile. Later, wrapped in his towel, hair dripping, I steal his phone and film a quick clip, me on my knees in the steam, licking our mixed cum off his wedding ring finger while he records from above. I post it to the secret group with the caption, winner takes all 🏆💦 pot’s closed, boys. Daddy cashed in. By morning the trailer smells like sex and coffee. Ray’s already hard again, bending me over the kitchen counter while the biscuits burn.

"Harder and faster, I need you now!' Rayna demanded. Liam groaned and started to thrust faster. She wrapped her legs around him and sucked on his neck. Then she grabbed his butt pulling him into her more. "You set me on fire! Honey are you ready? I can't hold back any longer. Fuck, Rayna!" He shouted. "Yes, Liam now!" She moaned loudly. Liam jerked hard and exploded pushing Rayna over the edge. But he didn't stop. He kept thrusting and the throbbing continued.