Spicy Scenarios Novels & Stories

My mouth became so watery as I imagined eating them. That must be so delicious. We have order five main dishes. They look so spicy just by seeing it. There are red chillies that makes the soup orange and the smell of spiciness are hitting my nostrils so hard. I look at Zeke and I laughed so hard just by seeing his reaction. He looks so hesitant after seeing the chillies and same as me, I know he can smell the spiciness of them as well. I forked a one slice of meat and dip it into very red chili sauce. It's seed are still visible and it must be extremely hot. My mouth was already filled with spiciness and I like it. I add some more, and more, and more.

he moaned, “just like a vice around my cock." He used his palms to spread my ass cheeks like a loaf of bread. My eyes watered when his tip touched that spot. “Yes Daddy please,” I begged, gripping the edge of the chair hard as he increased his pace. “Harder,” I moaned, heat surging through my veins. The smell of nicotine filtered through my nose and with heavily lidded eyes I saw Mr. Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar.

Sarah encouraged him. He growled and obliged, railing me so hard the bed creaked. I came again around his cock, my screams muffled by Sarah’s pussy. She came shortly after, flooding my mouth. We kept switching—Jake taking me from behind while I ate Sarah’s pussy, then Sarah riding my face while Jake fucked her, then all three of us in a sweaty, tangled pile of limbs, mouths, and cocks. Fingers everywhere. Tongues. Dirty words spilling constantly: “Step-mommy’s slutty daughter,” “Fill your stepsister,” “Cum in Mommy’s mouth.”

Emily stepped into the hushed lobby of Serenity Spa in downtown Chicago, the cool air carrying hints of lavender and eucalyptus. At twenty-eight, she had booked this massage to unwind after a brutal week of client meetings. Her usual therapist, Maria, was supposed to handle the deep tissue session. But the receptionist frowned at the computer screen. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Harper. There's been a mix-up with the schedule. Maria had an emergency, but we have Jake available. He's one of our top therapists. Fully certified, excellent reviews."

He leaned over as Rocco brought out his thick dick, spitting on the flushed crown. Rocco groaned, stroking himself roughly, using Jax's spit as lube. The three of them traded spit, their cocks shiny from saliva. Chucking sounds of hands pumping cocks filled the bus. The off screen interviewer cleared his throat to get their attention. "Alright fellas. Let's get on to business. First question is, when was the first time you had sex?"

Note: The title is a request from the reader. You can add yours when sending a request. This also has a touch of FF action. ..... The tray was warm against her palm as she walked in. There were three glasses of whiskey on the tray, and they should have made the tray cold, but they didn't. Ray crossed the main floor of The Scarlet Sea with her bare feet since they weren't allowed shoes in there, for those who have a foot fetish. The apron she was putting on was the only covering she had.

Chapter 2: I Got Handcuffed And Devoured By The Criminals I Was Supposed To Arrest The Spicy Cube is burning through my system like liquid fire. Every nerve in my body is alive. My skin feels too tight. My nipples are aching peaks. And my pussy — God, my poor neglected pussy — is throbbing so hard it almost hurts. I’ve never felt anything like this. Six weeks of celibacy have left me starving, and these two dangerous women are feeding on me like I’m their last meal.

“Mark, can you eat spicy?” Mark nodded and said yes, Eric was planning to make spicy Sichuan hot pot. This hot pot is a very high level of spicy, so if you can't eat spicy, you will regret it. As soon as there were a few ducks left, Eric gave it to Mark and started cooking hot pot. Seeing his job being robbed, Henry looked at Mark with more resentment. Mark cried in his heart, this is Eric asking me to do it but I don't know anything. General, don't look at me with those eyes. Mark felt that he was about to train to the point where he could sense the killing intent of others.

“How was practice?” “Intense,” I said, grabbing water from the fridge and gulping it down. “Tomorrow’s going to be brutal.” “Oh, I can feel it already.” He leaned back, arms crossed. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “Tell me you got the booking with Spicy.” Scott winced, dragging out the pause just to mess with me. “Let’s just say it wasn’t easy. Since her little viral explosion, Eden’s list has been flooded. Almost crashed their system.”

Marilyn smiled, "I didn't know Mr. Lowe also likes spicy food." Marilyn's lips were as red as the rose because of the chili. Her beautiful eyes flickered with an indescribable charm. She moved Malcolm's heartstrings. Malcolm forced a smile and said, "The spicy food goes viral online. Many people post their recipes. Everyone loves spicy food." "Damn it, it was too spicy. I don't like it at all!" Malcolm screamed in his mind. He only ate fancy lobsters. Their meat was juicy and delicious. The cook would season the lobster properly and he could calmly enjoy the beautiful taste.