The Great Sex Rescue Novels & Stories

His eyes went down on her breast and he's imagining cupping them with his hands. He took a deep breath. He tried to control himself. It's not a problem though because he can offer her a big sum of money in exchange for sex. "Sir Val, is that you?" He had awakened from his tempted thoughts when he heard the voice of the old lady. She knew his name. He's familiar to her. "Yes, may I help you?" He simply replied while loosening the knot of his tie. The granny came closer while her huge breast is bouncing with her. Val couldn't resist not looking at it since it's too big. He imagined Kate Winslet while looking at her.

I can see the disappointed expression on his face "I know, you must not understand what partner sex is, right?!" "I know, Sex friends." He answered my question correctly, his voice sounded sad "That's right, you're smart huh." He hugged me and rested his head on my shoulder "So warm." he said making my heart very touched, my hands tightened the hug around his waist. We hugged warmly in the toilet waiting for the pain in my hole to go away, then I fell fast asleep in his warm embrace which made me very calm.

“But the way you said it, like you actually believed it - that’s what I find interesting.” I looked away, embarrassed. “Maybe he’s right.” “Do you believe him?” I hesitated. “I don’t know anymore.” Zayn leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the desk. “Tell me about your sex life, Alessia.” My head snapped up. “What?” “Your sex life,” he repeated, calm, like he’d just asked about the weather. “What do you enjoy? What excites you? What turns you on?” My cheeks burned hotter than fire. “I- I don’t know.”

I rushed out, squeezing my eyes shut. "Speak up, Ari," Michael joined in. "We can't hear you properly." The asshole. "I said, What's so great about sex?" Michael stroked his jaw. "Hm. Where do we even begin?" "It's hard to explain," Drea piped in. "But it feels good with the right partner. You get what I'm saying?" "It feels fucking magical. The first stroke in." "And when she squeezes her Kegels around you." He sighed like he was reliving a memory. "Pure heaven."

Curled up on the sofa with Jen, just felt so right, so natural. Right after the movie ended, Jen started flipping channels and stopped on the HBO Channel. They were starting the serials "Reel Sex". The show started boring with a local strip club in Atlanta for women only, the second segment was about couples massage and the last segment was a sex workshop that was given In Colorado, when married couples went to expand their horizons, I seem to notice that Jen's interested piqued during the last segment. As the show went off, she turned to me and stated quite simply.

If you fall for a crazy nutter, with a tendency towards sadism, cold brutal acts and shit loads of money, make sure he can fuck you like a god and you will never have reason to complain ever again. Good sex can make up for a lot of misdemeanours. Alexi’s skill is the type of sex that can turn a sweet innocent girl into a raving psycho who would cut a man, for ever trying to leave her. He is that good in the sack. I thought delaying sex with this man would only heighten the reunion a little. Not make it out of this world mind-blowing that we may never top again. There isn’t a single part of me that’s not goose bumping and buzzing, and the blush across every surface of my skin on show and the

"Fix bad sex in marriage." Many links came up. Some were videos. Some were books. But one caught her eye. It was an ad for the Institute of Sensual Arts. "Private 30-day program. Unlock your pleasure. Professional trainers. Discreet." Rebecca clicked on it. The website looked clean and expensive. It promised results. Real transformation. Women who went there learned to enjoy their bodies. They learned to drive their partners wild. "This could work," she whispered. "I can become the wife he wants. Then he will stay."

“He delivers and rescues, he works signs and wonders in heaven and on earth, he who has saved Daniel from the power of the lions.' He let out a breath then sat down again, thinking aloud. 'I must find a way and achieve this monumental feat! And… with the achievement comes adulations…' He looked up, his lips trembling. 'Adulation from the people who will certainly bear me witness! My name will then expressly enter the Guinness Book of Records. Yaal' He cried hitting the desk with a decisive bang. “At that moment, the door bell rang shrilly. Pastor Kofolori frowned. What he least wanted now was an interception of his grand thoughts. He ignored the ring. 'Yes, I must- ' The doorbell cut him sho

I couldn't be more grateful because this is exactly how I always wished it to be. My family, school, my love life, I am truly blessed. And yes while everything is rainbows and unicorns, I'm sexually frustrated. Ace hasn't touched me intimately ever since that incident with Nate which landed me in hospital. When I ask him about it, he tells me he doesn't want to hurt me. Now that is very touching and all but fuck I want some dick. So today now that the bruising on my stomach has finally cleared up, I'm going to seduce my boyfriend.