Stories To Turn Me On Novels & Stories

Jamie My back hit the rough wall behind the tall plants as Lena pinned me there. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. “You’re fucking soaked already, aren’t you?” Lena whispered against my ear, her fingers finally slipping under the hem of my short black dress. When her fingertips brushed against my drenched panties, she let out a low, filthy laugh. “Jesus, Jamie. Your cunt is dripping for me.” I whimpered, my hips twitching forward involuntarily. I had never been this turned on in my life.

The revealing dress had done it, my boobs jiggling free under the top, nipples poking through fabric, making his cock strain against his shorts. He grabbed my hand under the blanket, guiding it to his zipper, hard, thick bulge throbbing. "Force of the dress, baby. Suck your best friend's brother's cock now, anytime means here." Heart hammered, risk electric, Mia inches away. But lust won; I nodded, slipping off the couch casual like grabbing a drink. "Thirsty," I lied to Mia, who waved absent. Kitchen dark, connected open to the living room. Jax followed seconds later, "Me too," casual. Door half-shut for shadow, but voices carried. He backed me to the counter fast, unzipping, cock springing

She moaned, her hips moving against his hand, a desperate seeking motion for more. “You’re so eager, aren’t you, my love?” he whispered, slipping a finger inside her. Her inner walls clenched around him, hot and slick. She moaned, a deeper sound this time, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for the connection. He added another finger, his thumb finding her pulsing clit, rubbing gently, deliberately. Her breath hitched. “Tell me you like that,” he commanded softly, watching her face. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, a powerful rush that tightened her around his fingers.

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

My eyes almost roll back from the way it sends ripples up my body, with my other hand I twist my hard nipple between my forefinger and my thumb, tugging on it and releasing it. The bounce of my boobs sends pleasure shooting up my spine and I whimper again, slightly shutting my legs around my hand that is in between them. “Keep them open, when he touches you…you have to…fuck…keep them open” Kandy says and leans forward, through the phone her foxy eyes studies my pussy and a little bit of juice slides out of me, just from her watching me. Why is this so hot? Isn't this a bit too insane? What happens to the lines we should have as besties?

The king closed the distance between us, forcing me to look up at his towering frame. "My king, I—" "Were you turned on because of what I did earlier?" He placed a hand under my jaw and lifted my face, so I was looking straight into his eyes. "No, I—" "I don't like liars, little vampire." His voice caressed my face. Merciful heavens, I didn't think I could endure this any more. My body was already reacting to him. I could feel my cock hardening the more I looked at him. "Yes, I was turned on by the sight of you, my king." I slowly licked my lips, with my eyes looking straight into his.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

As you embark on this journey of passion and desire, I wanted to share a personal note with you. Each chapter in this spicy collection is a piece of love, crafted to ignite your imagination and awaken your senses. From steamy encounters to forbidden romances, I've poured my heart into creating worlds where inhibitions melt away and pleasure knows no bounds. But beyond the heat and sensuality, these stories are about more than just physical desire. They're about exploring the depths of emotion, the complexities of desires, and the power of attraction.

I walked over to Derek and stood right in front of him, completely naked and covered in sweat. “Look at me,” I said. “This is what you turned me into. A woman who needs four men to feel satisfied because her husband couldn’t do the job.” Derek looked completely destroyed. Tears were in his eyes, but his cock was still hard. I turned back to the four men. “Cum on me,” I told them. “All of you, cover me.” They surrounded me. I stroked their cocks as they got closer. One by one, they groaned and came on my breasts, my stomach, my face, and my thighs. Thick ropes of cum painted my skin. I looked down at myself, covered in their seed, and smiled.

“Under the table. Now.” My hands shook as I flipped to the latest page I’d added last night in a haze of guilt and need. “I vow… to stay wet and ready for you,” I whispered, barely audible, “even when your fiancée is sitting across from me… wondering why I can’t stop blushing.” The words left my mouth and his thumb pressed firmly against my clit. Pleasure spiked sharp and sudden. I clenched around his finger, fighting the moan rising in my throat.