Sonadow Stories Novels & Stories

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

I relaxed my throat, letting him slide deeper, feeling him hit the back of my throat. "Good girl," he groaned, his hand fisting in my hair. "Take it all." Behind me, I felt something hard and smooth press against my ass. The strap-on. Jade was wearing a strap-on and she was positioning it right against my entrance, teasing me with the tip. "Breathe," she whispered. "Relax for me." I tried. I took a deep breath through my nose, relaxing my body as much as I could while Marcus's cock filled my mouth. Then I felt her push forward.

“We can see which holes she likes best to be fucked in.” Hannah was a tiny, petite and utterly gorgeous girl. Nobody was entirely sure of her heritage but she looked perhaps half-Portuguese. And the image of her naked on a bed, her small breasts on show, Helen between her legs, pushing a thick strap-on into the girl, stretching her out... I was getting hard again, and quickly. “We need condoms,” I said. “If we keep talking like this I’m liable to fuck you again.” A smirk from Helen’s beautiful lips. “What about Carol, then,” she said. “You like the look of her. What about her, bent over a desk, skirt up, begging for cock?”

Alexander Rossi. He was my best friend’s father. The man I’d known since I was sixteen, the one who’d driven us to soccer practice and always treated me like an extra daughter. The same man whose deep voice I’d secretly listened to whenever he spoke on the phone with his daughter in our dorm room. The same man I secretly fantasized about. The same man I touched myself to whenever I was alone. It was crazy really because what were the fucking odds? And now he was standing in front of me in a BDSM club, wearing a mask, looking at me like he was seeing me for the very first time. The shock was obvious in his voice as he said. “Abby?”

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

Well, I can't fuck myself, someone has to do the fucking" I replied. He chuckled. I returned to his cock, sucking like a slut in heat. I made sexual sounds to excite him; years of watching p**n and reading erotic stories had taught me that men love hearing erotic moans from women, even if they are just for effect, not because my pussy is actually getting stimulated. The New York best selling romantic novels were my best companions during my college days.

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

The dildo kept hitting my G-spot, sending me over the edge. It was an orgasm like never before. My legs shook as I came, and I nearly fell off the chair. I pulled the dildo out of my pussy and sucked on it as my orgasm subsided. Fuck, that was intense. "Sophie!”