Spicy Adult Books Novels & Stories

WARNING: THIS BOOK IS NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDER 18. IT CONTAINS MATURE AND SEXUALLY AROUSING CONTENT BETWEEN FIVE MEN AND A WOMAN. The spicy scenes are long and extra spicy. This book ended in a cliffhanger. I might write Book 2 when it has over 100k views. Thanks for all your support… *** Prologue I hate everyone around me, every single one of them. Not just because they hurt me though they did but because they enjoyed it.

Small town, small church. I crossed my legs, feeling the slickness between my thighs grow. “It’s not just the sex. It’s the way I want it rough and dirty, like I need someone to take control because my life is spinning all over the place. Last weekend I let this guy bend me over his car in the parking lot behind the bar. Skirt up, no condom even. I came so hard I couldn’t walk straight after, but then I cried the whole drive home.”

Destiny Ryder, 28 and virgin, craves her first taste of sin. At Adult Fun Inc., she strips bare, blindfolded, and ready. A stranger’s tongue teases her nipples and licks her dripping wet puss*y, then thrusts deep into her virgin cunt, breaking her virginity open with wild pleasure. Sweaty and free, she’s hooked—but someone’s watching, promising hotter nights ahead. NB: This steamy collection of hot erotic and steamy stories unleashes Destiny’s story and more: sultry tales of lust, tangled bodies, and forbidden thrills.

“Fuck—” He didn't answer. He was too busy, his tongue curling inside me, lapping at the cum that still seeped from my core. I felt his nose press against my clit, his stubble scraping my inner thigh, his hands gripping my ass to pull me closer. He ate me like I was a meal he'd been waiting for, like the taste of another man's release was an appetiser, not an insult. “You taste like sin,” he murmured against my flesh, his breath hot and wet. “Like you've been bad, and you're not done being bad.”

I touched myself gently in the shower thinking about the three cocks and came one more time. That night when mom returned she saw me at the table with books open. She smiled and said I was finally focusing. If only she knew her daughter just got fucked by three men in her living room. The secret made everything hotter. I was getting deeper into this life. No turning back now. Marcus and his friends would come again soon. Maybe next time even more guys. The thought made me wet again.

One long, hard suck and then he swirled, earned every wet drop on his tongue and drank it-the sound obscene in the still air. Claire tilted her head back and moaned-not loud enough to echo through the library, but loud enough to shake her own bones. The call numbers on the spines blurred as emotion overtook her. No time for books. This was now audible. Her skirt had ridden up over her ass. His tongue dipped deeper, then rose again in filthy circles, working rhythm like a chant. He alternated slow, deep laps with fast stabs of the tip of his tongue, over and over, pinned tender and open above that stool.

That one finger that had penetrated me was now joined with another and his thumb was now circling my clit, while I stood there and took this pleasurable abuse from my own stepbrother, Gabriel. “Oh my god, were a woman in a past life?” He knew exactly what he was doing. He was touching on my G spot, which was not something that any man could easily do. “Damn it, you’re making it very hard to resist you… Jesus… Oh yeah, right there… Yes, right there… AHHHHHHH.” We were both semi dressed and he had just made me cum all over his fingers and the inside of my shorts. I was just glad that I was wearing my black ones, because the white ones would’ve shown the obvious evidence of what we had done tog

He kneads the flesh with a quiet possessiveness, his thumb rolling over the already hardened tip until I cry out into his mouth. The dessert, thick hot chocolate, is exquisite torture. He smears it on my lips with his fingertip, then cleans them with his mouth, long, sweet, deep kisses that drive me mad. He spreads a little on the tip of my breast, and this time, he doesn't just lick. He takes the whole breast into his mouth, warm and wet, and cleans it with exasperating slowness, suck after suck, until I writhe on his lap, murmuring incoherent pleas.

A story, it seemed. But not just any story. It was erotica. Holy crap! Glancing toward the bathroom, I frowned but then swiveled my head back to the laptop and continued reading. Scrolling back a page, I started reading from the beginning of the fifth chapter. As the words tumbled into my brain, I couldn't stop. I knew my father was a good author, but somehow reading a story that was "spicy" took it to a whole different level. A voice in my head told me I should stop reading. This was private. My dad hadn't given me permission to read this. But I was so absorbed in the scene that unfolded, stopping became impossible.

"Tell me how it feels," "S..so g..good, a..hhh..! D.. don't stop," Her pussy squeezed me tight until I felt the pressure build low in my gut. With a final hard push I buried myself to the hilt and came again, pouring thick ropes of hot cum inside her, I stayed still breathing against her neck, my cock still twitching. **** ~SELENA~~ I sat in the quiet corner of the library, flipping through my textbook for the test next week. "Hey bitch!" A familiar high pitch tone cut through my seriousness.