Steamy Novels & Stories

Steamy water began cascading down over both our body. He then stepped into the tub. I immediately grabbed his head with both of my hands and pulled him into a deep, messy kiss. My tongue invaded his mouth hungrily while my other hand wrapped around his rock hard cock, stroking it firmly before rubbing the fat head up and down my wet dripping slit.

She relished in the memories of their passionate night together, but the steamy water did little to wash away the sensations that still lingered on her skin. Savita lathered her skin with her favourite scented soap and reminisced about the passionate night she had just experienced. The memories of his manhood ravaging her pussy, filling her with his seeds, lingered in her mind. She touched herself, feeling her wetness mingle with water and soap. The thought of his strong hands roaming over her breasts, his manhood buried deep inside her, brought a smile to her face as she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan of longing.

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.

“Fuck me like you did in that VIP room. Like you own me.” I lost it. I railed him—rough, punishing strokes that made his body jolt. I reached around and stroked his leaking cock in time with my thrusts, twisting my hand over the sensitive head. Steam and heat surrounded us. Every moan, every slap of skin, every filthy word felt dangerously loud. “Gonna fill you up again,” I growled against his ear. “Breed this hole like I did before. You want your step-brother’s load?”

The anticipation in his words sent a surge of lust coursing through my veins. Daemon's eyes smouldered with desire as he reached for the faucet handle, turning it on. The warm and heavy steam enveloped us in a cocoon of intimacy. Soft, ambient lighting cast a seductive glow, accentuating the contours of our bodies as we stood before the glass-enclosed shower.

"Imagine your bellies swelling with my babies. Owned inside and out." Multiple orgasms shattered them—Sophia touching herself watching, cumming again from the sight. Isabella's third hit, pussy gushing. Liam tensed, buried in Sophia now—switched back quick. "First load in you, baby." Hot ropes flooded her pussy, thick pulses filling her deep. Pulled out dripping, pushed Isabella's face down. "Lick it out, slut. Clean your sister's creampie."

Book 2 Steam & Sin Jordan Pov The air in the private Elysium sauna was thick, heavy, and scorching. Steam rolled around me like a living thing as I sat on the top wooden bench, my towel barely draped over my lap. Sweat poured down my muscular chest, abs, and thighs. My heart was already racing, and it wasn’t just from the heat.

Little sparks of energy shot through my limbs and I wondered if I could make myself cum again if I kept it up like this. The hot steam from the boiling pot rose to caress my eyelashes, while the smell from my own steaming pot wafted up across my nose. I had to stop, my god! I backed away from my static grinding partner and fished the ripe pasta from the water, placing their hot rubbery bodies into a colander in the sink. The delicious smell of the Italian staple was making my mouth water, and I dripped some extra virgin across the crowded bowl, infusing them with a slick slippery bath of green oil. Even my dinner was turning me on.

Slippery wet fucking pussy. I don’t know what I love more, the sound of a went cunt when you’re ramming into it or just the feeling of being inside. Either way, my Favorite thing to do is fucking. Even better if it’s with a screamer like this one. I smirked at the sight of her messy hair and jiggling tits. “Don’t stop, Callum. Please” Her voice was so low, my ears could barely pick them up.

She stооd behind me and sоaped my baсk. Then she leaned her bоdy against me and sоaped her stоmaсh, сhest and сосk. Despite the effоrts befоre, my member was baсk. The sauna dооr оpened and Miсhaela сame оut. I was enсhanted by her lоng legs, firm breasts, flat stоmaсh and faсe.