Thrilling Stories Novels & Stories

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

The stretch was perfect, curling just right to press that spot that made stars burst behind my eyelids. “Fuck, right there,” I panted, grinding against his face with small, desperate movements. He hummed in approval, the vibration sending jolts through my body. His fingers pumped deeper, steady and unhurried, while his mouth worked my clit with increasing suction. Juices coated his chin, the wet sounds growing louder as my arousal built. Tension coiled tight in my belly, thighs quivering around his head. Every lick, every thrust of his fingers pulled me closer to the edge, my breaths coming in short, needy gasps.

Unable to contain himself, he dove beneath the water, his hands searching for the last barrier of modesty I had left. But I wasn't going to let him have his way so easily. If there was one thing I'd learned, it was that the thrill of the chase was often sweeter than the prize itself. To fully enjoy this game, I needed to stay in control. Something dark and daring awakened within me, urging me to seize the upper hand. Catching Titus's hands, I pulled him up from beneath the water, pressing him close to me. My lips brushed against his ear as I whispered, my voice dripping with mischief, "Do you want me?"

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.

Well, I can't fuck myself, someone has to do the fucking" I replied. He chuckled. I returned to his cock, sucking like a slut in heat. I made sexual sounds to excite him; years of watching p**n and reading erotic stories had taught me that men love hearing erotic moans from women, even if they are just for effect, not because my pussy is actually getting stimulated. The New York best selling romantic novels were my best companions during my college days.

I could still hear my friends as they tried to struggle with the door but their words barely registered. The tentacles kept teasing me, flicking my clit and sucking my nipples. Another one wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin while two more slapped my tits and pinched my nipples hard. "Oh fuck...." I whispered, squirting in messy arcs while the tentacles kept moving inside me, never slowing down. The figure leaned closer, its silver eyes glowing. “Your friends are getting closer. Try to stay quiet, Sophia. Or maybe you want them to find you like this — tied up, squirting, being used by me."

It felt too damn good. Her fingernails dug into my thighs, trying to hold on as I brutally fucked her mouth. The only sounds in the office were the sickening, wet noise of her gagging, the slap of my thighs against her cheeks, and my own heavy, ragged breathing as I claimed every single inch of her throat. “Holy shit. I’m close.” My entire body trembled as the heat built up in my groin. “I’m cumming, Sandra. Take it.” I thrust deep one last time, holding her head down as I blew a thick, hot load straight down her throat.

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

The bed creaked softly under them, but the party noise downstairs masked it, adding to the forbidden thrill. Bella’s arousal climbed higher, her body responding despite her feigned slumber. She arched her back slightly, pushing back to meet his thrusts, feeling him go even deeper. I’m close—so fucking close, she thought desperately. His cock’s hitting my g-spot perfectly, over and over. Pressure building, like a wave about to crash. I can smell us—sex and sweat, musky and intoxicating. He leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back, breath hot on her neck as he nipped at her earlobe. The added sensation pushed her over the edge. Her orgasm hit like a freight train—waves of ecstasy cr

She whispered, withdrawing her hand. "I would also like that." I peeled my back off the wall, switching our position in one swift motion with her chest now pressed to the wall. She raised her dress by herself, and I shifted her thong to the side. "Do you know why this is even more thrilling than our previous sexcapades?" I asked as I pressed my cock to her entrance. "Why is that?" She asked, moaning a little. "Any of the family members could walk in on me, drilling my cock into your pussy. Isn't that exciting?" I pulled out of her, leaving just the tip of my cock before slamming back into her.