Steamy Short Story Novels & Stories

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

What the actual fuck? I looked into my locker to see a folded piece of paper. I unfolded it to find the words ‘Come to me’ neatly written on the paper. A feeling of Déjà vu washed over me. ‘Shameless bastard,’ I muttered to myself, chuckling. There were so many things at once. Deranged, debauched, sinful, yet very hot, attractive and alluring. This was turning to a sex game and I’m not ashamed to admit that I enjoyed every bit of it. What I liked most about it, was that he kept finding a new and sexier way to get my attention.

“Stealing from billionaires and now getting double-stuffed like a cheap fucktoy. Does it feel good, Ava? Being ruined by the men you tried to rob?” “Yes— oh god— yes, Sir!” I sobbed, pleasure and pain twisting together until I couldn’t tell them apart. Kade reached down and rubbed my clit in fast, merciless circles while they destroyed both my holes. “You don’t get to come until we say. Hold it.” I was shaking, right on the edge, tears streaming down my face. Their cocks rubbed against each other through the thin wall separating them, making everything feel impossibly tighter. Kai leaned over me, biting down on my nipple hard. “Beg us to let you come while we’re balls deep in your stolen hol

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.

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

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.

His small member rubbed against the man’s hard abdomen, becoming erect, turning a flesh-red color, and standing stiffly. The little student clutched onto the man’s neck as the man continued devouring his breasts, and he screamed when he reached his climax once again. His body twitched, and his honey cave contracted, opening and closing like a fish’s mouth. The ardent hunger and thirst in his body prompted the little student to press even closer to the man’s mountain-like body, rubbing his soft form against him. While panting seductively, the little student touched the ginormous monster at the man’s crotch.

“Maybe. But we don’t fight like that” “No, you wouldn't even let it” she agreed breathlessly. “We do other things instead” The air thickened and the steam from the warm water swirling around them. Johnny’s erection pressed against her ass, hot and insistent. He dropped to his knees suddenly, the water streaming over his shoulders as he hooked one of her legs over his broad back. “Things like this” he murmured, voice dark and thick with wicked promise

When I got home and I ran a hot tub of water; my legs and arms burned and throbbed from the unaccustomed exercise. I poured half of a bottle of lilac scented bath oil into the steaming water and sank into it gratefully, closing my eyes. I wonder how Gracie would look naked? My eyes jerked back open but the image persisted. My hand moved to my pussy, rubbing at the swollen bud of my clit, until I couldn’t bear it anymore. I came almost immediately. Afterwards, I lay in the water torn between being embarrassed at my improper fantasy and excited about the next time I’d see Gracieagain.

The treadmill belt smeared her juices under her feet as she stumbled, but Jay caught her easily, withdrawing his soaked fingers and licking them clean in front of her trembling body. “Good girl,” he whispered darkly. “Now go clean yourself up and meet us in the sauna. We’re not done.” She wiped herself in the locker room, her entire body shaking from the intensity. Her thong was ruined, sticky and drenched with cum and her own squirt, but she pulled it back on, knowing they’d want her messy. She took a deep breath before stepping into the sauna room at the back of the gym. Steam clouded the glass as she entered, heat enveloping her flushed skin. Jay and Liam sat on the upper bench, towels sl