Romans & histoires The Best Sex Stories

3 holds her head in place, moaning loudly as she did. On the other end, I circle my tongue over No. 2's clit while Mr Sterling's cock slams into me, stretching me and making me scream against her skin. The room is chaos now, full of moans, cries, the smell of sex and the sound of balls slapping against pussy. ... And the mirrored ceiling above reflects us, three Agency top models, taken one after the other and together by one married older man who hasn't even taken off his tie. I cum loudly, shaking and trembling, and he pulls out at the last second, stroking himself over all three of us.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

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.

“The abuse stories. The missing girls from the Boston church. The rumors of payoffs, of girls who vanished after private ‘counseling.’ I thought you were—” He cut me off with a kiss, mouth bruising, and tongue claiming, tasting of smoke and holy bread. His hand replaced mine, two fingers curling inside me, thumb on my clit, and relentless, perfect. I came hard, knees buckling, and his arm the only thing keeping me upright, my release flooding his fingers, dripping down my thighs, and pooling on the stone. The cameras caught every shudder, every tear, and every drop. He pulled back, lips wet with me, eyes glowing in the candlelight.

Two fingers pushed back inside her pussy. He curled them and stroked that spot that made her see stars. The tension built fast. Sienna stroked him faster. Her grip tightened. Adrian fingered her deeper. Their heavy breathing filled the guest bedroom. The party downstairs continued but neither of them cared. Sienna thought about how Adrian had been the best sex of her life. No one else compared. Not even Julian. Adrian knew exactly how to touch her. How to edge her until she begged. How to fill her

Her tiny pussy rhythmically squeezes down on my cock, and I pump into her, crying out as I feel my cum shoot out of me and fill her up. I fall on top of her, still pushing into her as I feel the final spurts of my orgasm. "Holy fuck," I say finally. "Honey, that is... that is the best I've ever had." She turns her head and kisses the side of my face, where it rests beside me on the pillow. "Big Daddy," she asks. "Was I good?" "Oh fuck," I laugh. "Honey, you were the fucking best. I have never had an experience like that before in my life."

I signed for the plain brown box quickly, trying not to look too eager and carried it straight up to my room, locking the door behind me. I sat on the bed and tore the package open. My new thick veiny dildo, it was even bigger and more realistic than I expected, two slutty lingerie sets…one black sheer babydoll and one tiny red crotchless teddy, the upgraded ring light and the sturdy tripod. My pussy clenched just looking at it all. I was soaked again. I snapped a quick photo of the opened box and sent it to HotFantasy88. **Me:** It came. Look what I got 😳 The big one is huge. I’m so horny right now after all that stress.

Roth noticing he had placed his hand on Tristan's Thigh for long quickly removed it, " There will be a new development from today henceforth, I will adding a new spice to the segment" "What will that be?" Tristan asked, feeling the coldness, the moment Roth took his hand off his Thigh, he never knew his booth was this cold, Roth's touch had quickened his senses, raised his temperature higher than usual, not to talk about the twitching he was feeling in his pant. "I will be reading some intense erotic stories for those of my listeners who had always dreamt about me bringing them to orgasms, I will help them experience it" Roth said, giving Tristan's his breathtaking smile, as he walked out of

“Rose single handedly handles all of those stories.” Zach didn’t know to look. He had wondered a few times why despite all the smut he was reading, there was nothing overly kinky in them. Now he knew why that was, it had been concealed from him. It had been a good decision, he would have run for the hills in his first week if he saw BDSM stories. Those types of stories were hot on the market right now. He had noticed that. At least Harper Publishing wasn't missing out on potential sales by not touching the sub-genre.