Steamy Fantasy Novels & Stories

Increasing his pace, Maria found herself in a state of complete ecstasy as she moaned and screamed. "Yes, yes, deeper, ahh!!" The steam in the bathroom added to the overall sweetness of the s*x as it made the atmosphere calm. Charles f**ked her until sweat dripped from his pores. His chest was moist as it pressed against Maria's br**sts. Carrying her out of the bathroom without taking out his d**k from her p**sy, he sat on the edge of the bed, his hands squeezed her a*s as she rode him. Then Maria went slow. Riding and kissing him simultaneously brought the most pleasure. She paused riding him and sat still with his d**k still inside her. She wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug, her fa

Tasting your skin makes me moist and aroused Licking me with the warmth of your tongue makes my body quiver. Having you moan as you eat me sets my passions free. Longing to have your penis deep within me. Feeling the stretching as you plunge deeper and deeper. Warming when you throb inside of me as you come. Filling me with the essence of your body makes me have a part of you. Telling me I fulfill you and satisfy your dreams. Fantasizing you’re with me as my hand touches between my thighs. Knowing we’ll be together again so I can feel your love.

Isabella riding him reverse, ass bouncing, Sophia grinding on his face, juices sweet. The fantasy built—him pinning them side by side, fucking one while fingering the other. Breeding them, cum filling their tight holes. Taboo heat surged. He edged close, breath ragged, but slowed. Not yet. Save it for reality. Elena snored soft beside him. He pulled his hand away, cock aching denied. Tomorrow, more teases. He'd break them slow, make them beg. His new family, his dark secret.

****** Sam's stepfather shares her body with his friends. This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Enjoy. ******

The more I think about it, the more keen my mind is dismantle every possibility to the last bone, which spells no good for me, seeing as the Devil desiring me sexually is one of those possibilities. Yeah I need to stop thinking about it. Calling Jun helped, but with her opinion on the matter to consider, the shield of my denial has been penetrated. Groaning in annoyance at my incapability to dissolve these taunting thoughts from my mind, I rolled off my bed and roughly yanked the covers aside. In moments like this, salvation has a name; Seduction Of Sin. With two claps of my hands, the lights went off and I languidly slipped under the covers and searched for the e-book version of the steamie

I've had this fantasy since I was nineteen years old. Not the polished version – not the softcore "oh wouldn't it be naughty" version you admit to over cocktails when someone asks your wildest fantasy. The real one. The one I play on the backs of my eyelids when my vibrator is on the highest setting and I'm chasing the orgasm that only this image delivers: me, naked, surrounded by men. Hands everywhere. Cocks everywhere. Being passed between them like something precious and filthy, the singular focus of four, five, six men who want nothing except to use my body until I can't remember my own name.

I could feel how hard he already was through his jeans. Say that again. I have touched myself thinking about you fucking me. He stood up so fast I almost stumbled. His body crowded mine. One hand slid under my shirt and cupped my bare breast. His thumb rubbed my nipple and I moaned right there in the living room. Fuck he muttered. You are soaked already I bet. I nodded. Check. His other hand pushed into my shorts. Two thick fingers slid between my lips and found me dripping. He circled my clit once then pushed a finger inside. I grabbed his shoulders and rocked against his hand.

He was very handsome and had muscles, the part that made me wet my pants. How I love those chests and his face. I couldn't wait to see what he got down there. I feel hot in my body already. I was on fire, I wonder if I could move my legs anymore. My body already got engulfed in the heat. I felt like cumming already by just imagining his thing in my pvssy. I licked my lower lip in seduction. He changed into the spot wear that always made my head turn in circles. “Please come and f*ck me, Ryan,” I whispered, with one of my fingers drawing down my lips.

“Damn, your tongue feels so good against my neck, little demon.” I whimpered softly, my hips grinding down in slow, needy circles against his hardness. The friction of his thick cock against my soaked core through our clothes was driving me insane. My panties were soaked, my wetness staining his pants. I reached up and brushed my fingers over one of his small, dark horns, tracing the smooth, warm curve. Brayden shuddered beneath me, a low growl rumbling in his chest that I felt vibrate through my entire body. “So… hot,” I whispered deliriously, grinding harder against his lap. “All of you… I can’t stop touching you. I don’t know what’s happening to me. My body feels like it’s on fire.”

The dots appearing and swimming in her vision began to dissipate slowly. Ryan's hands got to her inner thighs, touching her softly, almost like a caress and she jumped. “I want your body to remember. I want it to ache for me, to bend and break for me. I want to break and mould you into my personal play dough. I want your body to stand at attention at the very sight of me, and the mere hearing of my voice… I want all of your body to stand erect whenever I want. I want you to cum…” He softly run his hands upwards, and his thumb pushed into her still sore p***y.