Novel & Cerita Spicy Stories For Women

"Get your heads in the game! If I see one more lazy pass, you can all spend the rest of the week running laps until you puke!" Sloane’s voice echoed through the Chicago Storm locker room like a gunshot. She paced the length of the tiled floor, her footsteps heavy and uneven. Every time she shifted her weight, she felt a sharp, lingering ache between her thighs. The memory of the concrete floor and Tatum’s rough fingers flashed through her mind, making her core tighten. She was still sore, her pussy feeling swollen and sensitive from the intensity of their encounter in the tunnel. The physical reminder of Tatum’s dominance was driving her into a frenzy of irritation.

"Tell me what you want." "I want you to fuck me on this table," she said, her Spanish accent thickening with desire. "I want you to make me forget about every other person at this conference. I want marks tomorrow that I have to hide under my clothes." Marcus felt his cock harden instantly. They'd been together for months now, but Sienna still had the power to reduce him to pure animal response with just a few words. He spun her around, pressing her against the mahogany table, and lifted her dress.

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

she says lightly, disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door. The second the water starts running, my hands shake with urgency. I’ve been holding back this horniness the entire drive, imagining girls eating me out. I open my laptop quickly, load the lesbian p**n site, and click on a video. Two women are going at it intensely , one on her back, legs spread wide while the other buries her face between her thighs, tongue working deep through wet folds, fingers thrusting hard.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

“Isn't there anything that women think about besides the romance of love?” “Of course there is.” Diana blinked one of her eyes. “We also think about real life, but sometimes we women feel very happy to be able to immerse ourselves in a touching love story.” “Because of the happy ending?” “One of them is because of that.” Diana smiled. “Reading a story that has a happy ending for the characters in it makes us believe that there will be a happy ending for us women one day.” The waitress came with their usual menu order. Hot coffee with a fragrant aroma, very suitable with the smell of rain in heavy times, makes the heart warm in a cold atmosphere.

Clarissa lost count. She lost herself. She was a vessel, a toy, a thing being passed around a circle of hungry, anonymous men. Her world was reduced to the push and pull of flesh, the taste of salt and sweat, the burn of stretch, the shocking warmth of internal releases, and the thick, cooling splatter of cum on her skin.

Kathy, a 51 year old housewife becomes a sugar baby. Enjoy.. ******** My name is Kathy. This series of stories focuses on my most recent experience in pushing the erotic envelope. They are inspired by real life experiences, but are still largely a product of my imagination. In other words I took literary license to deviate a bit from actual events. What is authentic is the fact that at middle age I entered into a sugar baby lifestyle. The feelings and emotions I experienced are very real, even if I have altered the characters a tad.

Absolutely. I’ll keep it fast-paced, emotional, romantic, and natural, with the biker atmosphere and bad-boy/good-girl contrast. Since it’s only ten chapters, I’ll make each chapter actuall Amara had never been somewhere she wasn't supposed to be. At least, not intentionally. She stood at the edge of the abandoned warehouse parking lot, staring at the crowd in front of her and wondering how quickly she could leave without anyone noticing. Probably not quickly. There were motorcycles everywhere.

Being a woman, each one of you might have experienced once in your life the joy of getting pregnant for the first time. Knowingly or Unknowingly, this phase comes in every married woman's life. Anjana was too eagerly waiting for this precious moment to come into her life. One evening when both were somewhere out in the car, Anjana asked Amrit "Can we have a baby?" Are you serious? I think we should take some more time, Amreet said.