Spicy Sex Books Novels & Stories

Alex grabbed her waist from behind her, stroking his dick, and pointing it at her entrance, before slamming into her. Felicia couldn't help the loud moan that escaped her mouth. Alex was a priest, yet he had such a huge dick and knew how to use it, so damn well, that Sasha got wet again, wanting to have his dick back inside her, meanwhile, Felicia's wetness was dripping from her pussy, sliding down Alex's dick. Alex continued to fuck them, turns after turns, untill he climaxed, spilling his cums all over their bodies. *****

I signed for the plain brown box quickly, trying not to look too eager and carried it straight up to my room, locking the door behind me. I sat on the bed and tore the package open. My new thick veiny dildo, it was even bigger and more realistic than I expected, two slutty lingerie sets…one black sheer babydoll and one tiny red crotchless teddy, the upgraded ring light and the sturdy tripod. My pussy clenched just looking at it all. I was soaked again. I snapped a quick photo of the opened box and sent it to HotFantasy88. **Me:** It came. Look what I got 😳 The big one is huge. I’m so horny right now after all that stress.

His face was covered with an obscene amount of my arousal, and I wanted to lick it off his beard, lips, and chin. His hands were in his pants, stroking his dick. “You taste so fucking good, Rene. I can’t get enough of you.” With that, he dove back down to taste me some more. Remy had a playbook to my pussy. This was solidified when he added fingers to the pussy eating equation, pushing at my G-spot with a fury. He knew exactly how to get her off. He’d been learning my body well. I tried to focus but couldn’t “I...ohh, fuck... What...about... dinner?” I asked as I felt another orgasm coming on.

“That’s not a lot, Luke. Do you want to know their names? Gabby, Rowan, Dashiell and two sexy hulks at the gym. We fucked right there in the gym at the closet.” “I don’t want to hear your sexual escapades, Sis. Disgusting!” “Oh well. Too bad – you could have gained a tip or two. Do you know the A****n position? You should try that on Pam when you are together. She’ll love it.” “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “What do those books written by sex experts teach you then?” “I haven’t gotten to that part.” Sasha chuckled. “So what part have you gotten to? Gist me. I want to learn too.”

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.”

I scream his name, a piercing cry, a prayer, a blasphemy. It's the signal. His control shatters. His face decomposes into a grimace of pure, primal pleasure. He thrusts one last time, splitting me in two, and I feel him explode inside me. Hot, deep, the ultimate assertion. His seed marks me from within, sealing the insane pact we have just spoken. My own body follows, shaken by spasms so violent they seem to dislocate me. It's not pleasure. It's capitulation. A dissolution. I drown in him. And I let it happen.

I felt guilty, but the excitement of the forbidden was intoxicating. We had sex in every room of my house, the echoes of our moans bouncing off the walls. We christened every surface of his office, the thrill of getting caught adding to our pleasure. We checked into seedy motels, fucking like animals in heat, our bodies slick with sweat. We even did it in the backseat of his car, the leather seats sticky with our lust.

“You do not want her to hear what a slutty little widow you are, do you? Taking daddy’s cock while she is downstairs making soup. Your cunt is so fucking wet and greedy. It is sucking me in like it knows exactly who it belongs to now.” I nodded frantically into his hand, pushing my ass back to meet every savage thrust. The forbidden thrill made everything more intense. I could smell the strong scent of sex filling the room, hear the wet squelch of my creamy pussy taking his thick cock, feel every ridge and vein dragging along my sensitive walls. My nipples scraped against the sheets, adding sharp sparks of pleasure.

The blunt, hot pressure against her asshole was unlike anything Mira had ever felt. It wasn’t the wide, filling stretch of her pussy taking Jax’s girth; this was a sharp, singular point of intense focus, a ring of muscle screaming in protest and thrilling anticipation. She gasped, her mouth pulling away from Sloane’s pussy for a ragged breath. The air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and wet earth.

I didn't want him to end this hot day so quickly, no matter how many times I climaxed. We continue to pursue his satisfaction by giving me a delicious taste, just like what I felt during a one-night stand. My head feels very dizzy, I feel the cold floor with my hands but feel the warmth and scent of someone's body, which makes me very calm. I rest my head on his chest, hugging his waist tightly. I realized my still naked self was in the lap of a teenage boy in trousers and the warm embrace of someone who was my enemy who just had hot sex with me during the day and in the student toilet!!