Steamy Fantasy Novels Novels & Stories

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

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.

Zac starts panting like an animal that needs water. “Oh yes, yes, baby. I was dressed in baby pyjamas, touching my feet, thinking would you ever want me? Will I ever see your cock and suck on it like a lollipop? I wanted it desperately like air. What would it be like to have you fuck me doggy style!? “Oh, God. You’re killing me, Haley, Really you fantasized about me? “Yes, honey, your cock was my ultimate dream.” I sighed and continued to move the skin of his giant member with my feet until I felt him slowly tremble on the sofa! Ready to blow up!

Sighed as heat enveloped me to my neck, bubbles parting around my curves. Eyes closed, reliving Daddy's tit brushes, Jake's thigh grind. Hand drifted down, fingers parting bubbles to trace my slit—slick even in water, clit swelling under pad of finger. Circled slow, pressure building, other hand cupping a tit, pinching nipple. Moaned low, hips lifting water slosh. "Daddy... touch me," whispered to the steam.

There'll be hot guys and fun games” she asked one last time as she held the door handle. “I'm sure babes. I'll pass this time” I said sweetly and we bade each other goodbye. I rushed to the door and locked it then quickly took off my clothes and lay on my bed. Yes I could be picky and slightly judgemental but I never pretended to be innocent myself. I loved sex and bad stuff buttttt… with the right person. I couldn't tell Sheila that I've been fantasizing and daydreaming about Shawn. I couldn't get his face and dick out of my mind. I masturbated thinking about him. My little 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. ******

And as long as the fantasies consumed him, as long as his desires burned this fiercely, he knew he’d keep coming back to this—to the forbidden, to the taboo, to the intoxicating image of his stepmother. With a heavy sigh, he rolled onto his side, the sticky remnants of his release a reminder of what he’d just done. But as sleep began to pull him under, his last thought was of her—of Elena, and the next time he’d let his fantasies take control

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.

He pressed his flat palm directly against my swollen, soaking pussy, cupping me firmly through the wetness. A sharp, high-pitched whimper tore from my throat, my hips jerking up off the bench instinctively at the sudden, heavy friction. My internal walls twitched hard, gushing a fresh wave of heat straight into his palm. "Fuck, you're burning up," the Alpha growled, his dark eyes flashing with a dangerous, predatory satisfaction as he felt how soaked I was. He began to rub his palm over my sensitive flesh in a slow, heavy circle, smearing my own moisture all over my swollen folds.