Thrilling Stories Novels & Stories

I gagged softly as he hit the back of my throat and he held me there, groaning in pleasure. At the same time, Lena slid underneath me. Her soft breasts brush my thighs before her hot tongue dragged up my soaked slit. I moaned around her dad’s cock, the sound vibrating down his shaft. Lena licked me like she was starving-messy and hungry strokes over my clit, then pushing her tongue inside me like she wanted to drink every drop of wetness. “Fuck, she’s dripping down your chin already.” Ethan laughed from somewhere behind me. Pleasure hit me like a freight train. My hips jerked, grinding back against Lena’s face while her dad fucked my throat in slow, deep strokes.

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.

We talked for hours as the night wore on. “You really thought about quitting because of burnout?” I asked, tracing a finger along his chest. “Yeah. Days blurred together. Then you started coming in regularly. Made me look forward to shifts again.” He smiled in the low light. “What about you? Why history?” “I like stories that last,” I said. “People who lived real lives hundreds of years ago. Makes my problems feel small.” We laughed softly. Then the touching started again. This time I climbed on top, riding him slow while we kept talking. He looked up at me like I was something special. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my breasts, guiding my hips.

His heavy balls slapped against her with each thrust. Bruno couldn't believe what was happening. It felt like a dream. He kept his dick going in and out of Vivian's pussy as his mother kissed her and played with her clit. Vivian felt lost between them. Her body shook from the pleasure. Bruno's powerful cock stretched and filled her from behind. Brie's fingers danced over her most sensitive spot. Her moans grew louder. More desperate. She could barely think straight. "Ahh. Mommy your fingers feel so good on my clit," she whimpered. "Bruno's cock is so deep. I am going to cum so hard."

EMMA The walk up the stairs felt like a fever dream. My legs were still shaky from the two massive orgasms Sarah had ripped out of me downstairs, and my inner thighs were slick with a mixture of my own juices and her saliva. Jake’s cum had dried in streaks on my skin, but my pussy was already throbbing again, aching to be filled. Sarah led us by the hand—her full, naked body glowing under the hallway light, heavy tits bouncing with every step, ass jiggling enticingly. Jake followed close behind, his thick cock still rock-hard and bouncing, glistening from fucking Sarah’s cunt.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

Her body stretched so hard she thought she’d break. Her orgasm tore through her so fast she couldn’t control it. Her screams muffled by Jay’s mouth on hers as Brook groaned and spilled into her at the same time. Jay followed seconds later. His cock pulsing deep inside her…feeling her till she was a wreck…trembling as she was pinned between them both. When it was all over Jay collapsed on the bed..laughing breathlessly as he said… “well truth or dare has never been this fun”

Each new piercing sent fresh sparks of ecstasy racing through my veins. I lost count of how many times I came. The orgasms blended together into one continuous wave of bliss. My voice grew hoarse from screaming and moaning around whichever cock occupied my mouth. My blood painted the velvet beneath us in thin crimson lines. The mirrors showed an endless procession of my surrender: body arched, skin marked with bites and streaks of blood, surrounded by five immortal predators who used me with perfect, hungry coordination.

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I screamed because this time, there was no need for silence, or pretense. He set a brutal, punishing pace from the start, his hips slamming into my ass with each drive. His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging in, sure to leave bruises. The slapping sound of skin on skin was obscenely loud. “This pussy is mine now,” he grunted with each thrust. “You understand? This is the pussy that’s going to have my baby.” The words should have horrified me. Instead, they sent a new, terrifying thrill through me. My orgasm built quickly, fed by his words, his possession, the relentless, deep friction. “Alex!” I shrieked, my hands sliding on the crinkly paper.