Stories That Make You Horny Novels & Stories

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

The woman's holes gaped when he pulled back slightly, clenching visibly before he plunged in again, forcing another gush that soaked the furniture. Lara's gaze flickered over just in time to catch another scene unfolding a few feet away, two guys locked in a heated 69 on the floor, their muscular bodies tangled and slick with sweat. One was on top, his mouth engulfing the bottom guy's cock in deep, throat-bulging sucks, bobbing with enthusiastic slurps while his own shaft disappeared into the bottom guy's eager mouth. They deep-throated each other without mercy, gagging noises mixing with hums of pleasure, and balls resting on chins as they took every inch, but the real kicker was the girl s

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

“No filming. Yet. Impress us—or we post your bisexual meme pages to your moms.” Toni tossed a popcorn high, caught it in her mouth with a snap. “Checked your I***a stories” she said. “Rainbow flags. Thirst traps. Fucking each other won’t be a problem. Entertain.” Brianna licked butter from her fingers slow, eyes gleaming. “Make it gay. Make it hot. Make us wet” she said. “Or we leak your browser history—‘Twink gangbang 4K’.”

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in the bedroom as I fucked her hard and fast. Fuck, my fiancée can't get enough; she was literally screaming for me to fuck her more. The horny whore must hаvе been just аѕ еxсitеd by rеtеlling thе story of the threesome she had at the club аѕ I wаѕ frоm hеаring it.

Until then, I was trapped here, touching myself for strangers and counting every tip. I slipped a hand under my t-shirt, idly playing with my nipple as the movie played on. The ache between my legs was already coming back. I kept teasing my nipple under my shirt, rolling it between my fingers as the couple on the TV fucked passionately. My pussy was getting wet again, that familiar ache building. The money from the call still had me buzzing… $700 just for riding a dildo and moaning like a slut. I wondered if HotFantasy88 would message again soon. Part of me hoped he would.

she says lightly, disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door. The second the water starts running, my hands shake with urgency. I’ve been holding back this horniness the entire drive, imagining girls eating me out. I open my laptop quickly, load the lesbian p**n site, and click on a video. Two women are going at it intensely , one on her back, legs spread wide while the other buries her face between her thighs, tongue working deep through wet folds, fingers thrusting hard.

I told him, but he just gripped his drink tighter. Time moved slow. I ordered another round, sipping slower now, letting the heat build between my legs. The club got fuller, people touching and kissing in corners. One section had a girl on her knees sucking two guys at once, heads bobbing, spit dripping down her chin. Another area showed two women fingering each other on a couch, moaning loud and rubbing their wet cunts together. I watched it all, my own pussy getting soaked, clit throbbing against my thighs.

“Feel that, Emma? Mommy’s pussy kissing yours. So fucking wet for each other.” “Yes… oh god, it feels amazing,” I moaned, grinding up against her harder. We tribbed frantically, pussies sliding and slapping together. I reached down and spread her lips wider so our clits could grind directly. Sarah did the same to me. The friction built quickly, pushing us both toward another peak. Jake couldn’t stay away any longer. He knelt beside us, stroking his thick cock as he watched. “My god… look at you two sluts rubbing pussies.”

Night after night, I returned. I became addicted to the sounds of him ruining whatever willing woman he brought to his bed. Every moan, every growled command, every slap of flesh made me wetter than the last. I started touching myself right there in the hallway, fingers slipping under my skirt as I imagined it was me he was fucking so ruthlessly. “Hey, Annie… are you okay?” I jumped at the sudden voice. Clara, one of the few maids I’d grown somewhat close to, was looking at me with concern.