Stories That Make You Horny Novels & Stories

She licked the sweat from his throat and promised worse. The obsession sharpened in every city. Budapest: sex in the shadowed alley behind the opera house minutes before curtain, his hand over her mouth, strangers twenty feet away. Amsterdam: a midnight canal boat where he bent her over the rail and fucked her while tourists drifted past on another boat, close enough to touch. Barcelona: he tied her spread-eagle to the bedposts with the silk sashes from hotel robes and used a wand on her clit until she was speaking in tongues, then flipped her over and took her ass until she blacked out for three blissful seconds.

Thomas Anthony In all my life I had never felt such desire. Hearing the woman of my life moan in my arms, and seeing her so surrendered, made my dick ache inside my pants. It was very repressed horny . For years I tried to run away from that feeling. I thought Sara was too young for me, besides, I had closed my heart to a new love. I had my adventures, of course, I dated a lot of women, but it was always just sex. And many times I would close my eyes and imagine my Sara in my arms. When I opened them and realized it wasn't her, I was blown away. After a while I didn't look for anyone else. I solved my horny moments on my own, and most of the time they happened when I had met her for a few mo

What I found was a world of explicit, detailed stories about aunts and nephews. Stories of seduction, of secret affairs, of dominant young men and submissive older women. I read one, then another. My face grew hot, my breathing shallow. Without even consciously deciding to, my hand slipped under the waistband of my linen trousers, my fingertips finding my clit, already sensitive from last night. The stories were graphic, filthy, and utterly compelling. They painted pictures of aunts who were initially reluctant but secretly hungry, who were awakened by their nephew's bold desire. They talked about submission, about being called names, about the thrill of the forbidden.

Swallowing down hard, I felt my pussy juice trickle down my pussy, excitement that I didn’t think I could ever feel welled up inside me as I crawled to the end of the room on wobbly legs. My cunt was a waiting, drooling mess and my nipples were harder than diamonds, the arousal I felt drove me insane, I genuinely do not remember the last time I was this overpoweringly horny. Even when I fucked myself in class every morning and in the park, that did increase the thrill and the thought of someone watching me aroused me but this was on another fucking level. “WE DO NOT HAVE THE WHOLE DAY, YOU STUPID WHORE!” Dominic’s voice resounded in my ears, the coldness of it sent chills running down my spi

The smile and satisfaction in my face couldn’t be wiped out anymore after what happened three days ago. Come to think of it. My fuck buddy is a handsome, hot, daring, and good fucker man with a huge dick beneath his underwear. Then I was also given a chance to taste his father and to be fucked by him in the most forbidden way I could imagine. I would say that I am satisfied enough to be content with those two men. I love how they fuck, and every time I think how rough they go in fucking me, I become horny.

Isn’t that right, my beauty? — Yes! Hummm, yes... No one was here before you. — Ah... Damn, that makes me want to stay in this little hole even more. — We’re going to make you travel all night, my beauty, you’ll tell this story to your grandchildren one day. And then, as if they had agreed, they went into overdrive: they started to fuck me wildly through all three holes. — Hoo yessss..... Hummmm — Haaaaa....... This..... is.....

“We both know that we can't solve this." "But we can try," Stacey replied. "Yeah, but I don't want to stress my brain. I can't even concentrate. I want to do something else.” Mia said as she looked around the office. “What is that?” Stacey asked, and Mia leaned closer and said, “I'm feeling horny. I want us to have some fun in this office. I want to feel your tongue in my sweet pussy." Stacey’s eyes widened, and she twirled her head towards the closed door before speaking up, “Are you mad? What if he comes back and catches us?”

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

I am wet and horny. I put on my EarPods and search for my NSFW playlist on YouTube. I have recently been obsessed with the voice of this guy who narrates smutty scenarios. He has millions of subscribers who tune in with each audio to hear him narrate a sexy story, accompanied by his groans and moans.