Stolas Sexuality Novels & Stories

I brought my face down and opened my eyes. Stoll looked shocked and utterly aroused. As if just holding my member was the best experience of his life. “Your hand feels so good on me,” I said to encourage him. He looked up at me, his pupils blown. “May I?” I asked. He nodded, and I slid my hand between us and inside his gym shorts. When my hand wrapped around his cock, he sighed and shuddered, and his hand tightened around my cock.

Her own strap-on bobbed heavily between her legs, aching to be buried in warm, tight flesh. "Mmmm you two look so fucking hot like that," Stacy purred, reaching up to pinch and twist her own nipples. "I bet you're ready for my big cock now, aren't you?" Jenna and Tina both moaned in unison, lifting their heads to gaze at Stacy with pleading eyes. "Me, me!" they chanted, desperately wanting to feel that thick plastic shaft splitting them open. Grinning wickedly, Stacy crawled onto the bed behind them. "On your hands and knees, sluts. Let me see those perfect asses."

Triple-stuffed, her body convulsed in dirty ecstasy. “Take the triple, you insatiable whore… dildo in your mouth, cocks in your pussy and ass, filling you completely, fucking you until you cum again,” Stefan growled. The room reeked of pure sex, moans echoing off the marble walls, the mirrors reflecting the depravity: Pathy in the middle, cocks sliding in and out, fluids flying everywhere.

I kissed him back, melting against him, feeling his cock brush against my dripping wet pussy as he moved in closer so he could hold me as we explored each other's mouths. "You can tell me to stop, Lola," he whispered. "We don't have to do this." "I want to," I murmured back. "So bad. Please don't stop." "I know you don't have anything and you're on the pill. If you want me to, I could pull up my last panel on the computer, but I swear I don't have anything either. But I'm sure there are some condoms hanging around somewhere, if you—" "It's okay. Just fuck me."

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING: This episode contains sensitive content. It includes dominant sexual themes and morally complex characters. The presence of death is part of the emotional stakes and plot, it is not fetishized. Reader discretion is advised. SELENE’S POV He thrust so hard into me that I squirted immediately. “Such a needy cunt,” the Don said with a cruel smile. He took the gun from me and dropped it carelessly on the leather couch. His hand slid under my ass, gripping tight and pulling me closer. My hands wound around his neck, clutching, holding on as the slick heat still dripped between us.

The room filled up with the scent of their dirty sex, the sound of their voices, and the aroma of their cunt. “I could fuck this pussy all day. I want more, Helena. I want more of your wet, slutty cunt. I want you to slut me out. I want you to fuck my pussy until my legs are shaky.” Helena wanted more too, but they needed to keep to time. “Come on, Elora. You’ll have more when we get to the hospital.” She smiled down at Elora. “And don’t forget, we’re going to suck and fuck those men like the sluts they are. They’ll be begging us to get off their cocks by the time we’re done with them.”

Chapter 9: Harley's Sick Love October Harley My vision is blurred by the strobe lights as I seductively climb the shiny pole with both hands while eye-fucking the audience. When I reach the top, I wrap my legs around it and let myself fall. As I sway back and forth to the beat of the music blasting from the speakers, my hair sweeps across the stage. I twirl my body around the pole while still hanging upside down as Ride by Ciara hums in my ears and my hips methodically follow the beat. I see Stacks watching my routine from the back corner of the club, his eyes glistening with admiration and approval. Bills flutter throughout the air, cascading over the stage from the hungry men applauding my

‘Step 1 - Non-sexual touches’ ‘Step 2 - Personal sexual touches’ ‘Step 3 - Mutual sexual touches with no intercourse ‘Step 4—Intercourse’ Her heart squeezed. “Steps…” she mumbled. Heath had devised steps for her. Drawn up a plan. Like a… pet project. A flush of heat, a very unpleasant one, flew up her skin. Rowena flipped to the next page, skimming down, picking out a word here and there: ‘masturbate’, ‘naked’, ‘sex’…

I felt the urge to have sex all of a sudden and I was getting really hard. Who the fuck put a sex pill in my food? God damn it, I'm so fucking hard and it feels like my whole body is gonna explode. "Boss is anything the matter?" Penelope smiled walking into my office.Her skirt was shifted above her knees and her shirt was left half buttoned showing off her cleavages. It's obvious she put a sex pill in my food.Why do these girls like being bitches? "What the fuck are you doing here? Get out!"