Steamy Comics Novels & Stories

My breasts were so swollen and sensitive that each flick of his tongue caused lightening to strike in my p***y. ‎ ‎I was so turned on that my p***y clenched in on itself and ached with the need to be touched too. He released my n*****s and I lay back on my elbows as he began nibbling my ribs and working his way down my stomach. He stopped at my belly button and he licked the water that had pooled there. I drew in my breath imagining his tongue delving deep in my p***y. His mouth moved downward and in the same swift motion as before, he loosened the straps of my swimsuit bottom and flung it to the side with the bra. He stared at my p***y for long before whispering.

Sara pushed her breasts together and opened her mouth. "Come on me," she begged. "Cover your stepsister with your cum. Callum came with a deep guttural moan. Thick ropes of hot cum shot across her breasts. Her neck. Her face. Pulse after pulse. Painting her. Marking her. They collapsed together. Breathing hard. Bodies covered in sweat and cum. Callum pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead. Then her lips. Softly this time. "This is just the beginning," he whispered. "I am nowhere near done ruining you this week."

However, his buttocks were his best asset. They were rock-hard and perfectly shaped globes. His thighs were strong and lean without an ounce of fat. He could be a male stripper, Sue thought. Slowly, Tommy turned around. His penis was now pulsing and there was a long strand of clear liquid hanging from the tip. Tommy began to stroke himself again. More of his clear juice bubbled out, stretching in a silvery string toward the carpet. "Oh God Stepmom, I'm getting close," he warned. Tommy's

Steaming Temptation The water bubbled warmly around my body as I slipped into the neighbor’s hot tub at 1:15 AM, the steam rising into the cool night air. I knew I was trespassing, but after another fight with my boyfriend, I needed an escape. The backyard was dark except for the soft blue glow of the tub lights. I had seen Lucas using it many nights from my bedroom window, the tall, muscular single dad next door who always seemed to be working out or relaxing alone.

Steven gripped his cock, stroking fast, and with a loud groan, thick, hot ropes of cum shot out, splattering across my face. The first pulse hit my tongue, the next my cheek, another streak landing on my nose and eyelid. Steven kept cumming, grunting with each spurt as he painted my skin with his cum. When he was finished, he looked down at me, chest heaving. I swallowed the cum in my mouth, then used my fingers to gather the rest from my cheeks and chin. I smeared it across my face, rubbing it in, then licked the remaining cum from my fingers, moaning as I did, my eyes locked on Steven.

I stuttered, staring cross eyed at the monstrous appendage. "And you're about to take every inch," he quickly added, his voice full of smug satisfaction. "Open wide, babydoll. Do a good job for me." His hand on my head forced me towards the final few inches. I close my eyes, parting my lips, feeling the smooth, hot head press against them. The taste hits me immediately... salty, intoxicating, with an underlying muskiness that makes my stomach jump in excitement. "Goddamn," he groaned above me. "Look at those perfect lips wrapped around my cock.. fucking nasty."

“What’s with all these tattooed men carrying such scary, loaded weapons? Are you the mafia of the werewolf clans or something?” Camille asked Dante the next morning as a dozen men followed them around when they were ready to leave. He ignored her. “Dude has some serious issues,” she complained to Olive while they hugged and exchanged goodbyes. “He was squeezing my thighs under the table, making me choke on my breakfast half the time, and now he’s acting like I’m invisible.”

Groaning and digging my fingers into his flesh, my world topples off its axis and goes spiraling out into the blackness of the universe. “Mm… mmm mm mmm…” My unintelligible cries are muffled by the cock in my mouth, which is probably a good thing. I have no clue what I would be saying right now if I weren’t obstructed, but I don’t think I have control over my words. “Fuck… yes… come… come come coming, so… good…” Our movements slow, hips finally easing to a halt as we fizzle down from the high of a baffling, inexplicable mouthful of climax we both swallow up like thirsty little cum sluts.

Jared, a 17-year-old boy, struggles with his forbidden desires for his stepmother, Elena. After a dinner where her presence overwhelms him, he retreats to his room, consumed by fantasies of her. Using lube, he masturbates while imagining Elena in explicit scenarios. ********************************* Jared’s heart pounded as he shut the door to his room, the weight of the evening’s dinner still lingering in his mind. His stepmother, Elena, had been there, her presence a constant, intoxicating distraction.

“Fuck, you’re dripping, you dirty whore. You love this, don’t you? Being used like a cheap fuck toy.” Rosemary moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. “Yes, sir. I love it. I’m your dirty little fuck toy.” Tails plunged two fingers inside her, fucking her hard and fast. “That’s right, take it like a good little slut. Milk my fingers with your greedy cunt.” Rosemary cried out, her muscles contracting around his fingers as she came hard, her juices coating his hand. Tails pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them clean.