Truth Or Dare Sex Novels & Stories

Being locked in an enormous room filled with hundreds of books for the last fifeen years, Seolurrie yearned for the beautiful outside world that she have read so many times in so many books. *** The world shook do hard that it made a whole portion of Seolurrie's room crumble, she was knocked unconscious and when she woke up she saw the dark sky filled with million stars. For a minute she couldn't hear anything and then earsplitting sounds made her ears ring. Loud screams, screeches, explosions, metallic things crashing. Seolurrie went out from the crumbled wall thinking that her wish has been granted. 'I can finally go outside.' Only to fall on her knees from what she saw.

🔥 Dark Sex Confessions 🔥 A sinful collection of taboo, dominant, and dangerously hot stories. Warning: 18+ only. --- “Is this what you wore to distract me, sweetheart?” he asked, fingers trailing up my inner thigh beneath the flimsy excuse of a skirt. “You knew exactly what you were doing when you walked into my office dressed like that.” I bit my lip, heart racing. “Maybe I just needed some... extra attention.” His chuckle was dark. Dangerous. Desperate. He pushed everything off his desk with one sweep, pulling me forward so my legs dangled open in front of him. “You’re about to learn your most important lesson,” he said, sinking to his knees between my thighs. “How to beg properly.” His mouth met my soaked panties, tongue pressing through the thin fabric until I gasped, arching against his face. He groaned like a man starved, ripping them aside and licking into me with a hunger that made me cry out. “God, you’re so wet for your professor,” he growled between licks. “Dripping for the man grading your papers.” My fingers tangled in his hair as he sucked my clit into his mouth, tongue lashing me like punishment and reward all at once. My thighs shook, heat building fast and deep. “Come for me, right here, right now,” he ordered. “And then I’m bending you over this desk and fucking every A+ out of that tight little body.” And I did. Exploding on his tongue, moaning his name like a filthy prayer— Knowing this was just the beginning of the most sinful semester of my life.

Son of a wealthy southern plantation owner, Vince Hart, is a well known womanizer. When he is caught in a compromising position with his lover he is forced to make a choice- leave Vivian's reputation ruined or marry her. He chooses marriage, and for a while he and Vivian enjoy marital bliss, but dark clouds are gathering on the horizon as the Civil War is brewing. Called to serve, Vince goes off to war and adventure, leaving his wife and unborn child home alone. What will he return to, if anything?

One night of whispered promises in silk sheets was all it took to turn Sophia Mitchell's world upside down. Walking away from her own wedding was supposed to be the hardest part of her year—until she discovers the mysterious silver fox who gave her the most passionate night of her life is none other than Marcus Henderson: ruthless billionaire, corporate legend, and her ex-fiancé's father. Now she's carrying his child. Every touch is forbidden, every kiss a betrayal, but their magnetic pull is impossible to resist. As morning sickness threatens to expose their secret and family tensions reach a breaking point, Sophia must choose between her reputation and her heart. Marcus Henderson built his empire with iron control, but one taste of Sophia has him risking everything—his marriage, his company, and his relationship with his son. When scandal threatens to destroy them both, will he choose his family legacy or fight for a love that was never supposed to exist? Some mistakes are worth making twice...especially when they feel this right.

Charlie is a childish woman with a lot of secrets from the past that she can't tell to her husband, Drake. Drake is a serious type of person who will bear the struggles of being a husband of Charlie and might put him in a very dangerous situation because of the secrets Charlie have. Such as being an ex-assassin and currently a loan shark. With a misunderstanding in the past incident, someone will die, someone will be save and someone will have to pay. The question is.........who will be who?

I was supposed to call him Daddy out of respect. Now I scream it while he uses me like his personal fuck toy. After my mother’s sudden death, I had nowhere to go until my devastatingly handsome and wealthy stepfather, Alexander Voss, offered me a home. What began as innocent dependence quickly turned dangerously addictive when he caught me with a toy and decided I no longer needed it. From that night, he claimed me completely. “You’re Daddy’s sex toy now,” he growled, his hand around my throat. “Every hole belongs to me.” Twice my age, filthy rich, and dangerously possessive, Alexander dresses me in nothing but a collar and heels, makes me wear vibrating plugs in public, and takes me whenever he wants even during important business calls. I know it’s wrong. I know I should run. But every time he calls me his good little toy and fills me with his cum, I crave more. As our forbidden relationship deepens, Alexander’s obsession grows darker. He moves us to his private island for total isolation and gives me one final ultimatum: fully submit and carry his child. Trapped between guilt over my mother and my addiction to his dominance, I must decide if I can truly become Daddy’s forever. Warning: Extremely explicit. Contains heavy daddy kink, age gap, breeding, free-use, degradation & praise, and taboo stepfather/stepdaughter themes. For 18+ readers only.

Alicia Young, a billionaire businesswoman who controls a big empire was a big fan of Braxton. One unhinged night of pure bliss and Braxton couldn't stay away from her. It became worse when Alicia's ex husband came back to claim her and Alicia constantly receiving death threats from Braxton's past fling. Will this relationship overcome all the problems coming for them? Find put in this age gap love story of Alicia and Braxton.

Alizah Iris, a jolly-natured girl, just as her name suggests. She has always been enlivened and filled with bright colors. Her ambitions were as simple, to give her father a good life who was indebted in the weightage of huge loans. But one could not blame his father for it, every money he owed to people was well invested by him in Alizah's education. She was one determined girl but her academics were as poor as her financial status. When every teenager of her age was having a perfect teenage life with dates, parties, and high school, she was busy living a dual life when she enters 'Avalon High School'. She had a part-time job to attend and so tells the reason for her poor academic, she could barely give time to studying after dealing with 2-3 jobs per day. Avalon High wasn't meant for her, it was meant for the elite class students who belonged to rich families. Well, Alizah was given admission under scholarship by her god guardians, Mr. and Mrs. Bradford, who owned a well-known company in London. They were one of the creditors of Alizah's father. They were kind people who believed in charity. Everything goes fine, but could the silence before the storm ever be called peaceful? Like that, not everything that was coming Alizah's way was for her good. He was a hipster and a badass guy. Ronan Morris, the richest heir in Avalon High. He was like a rock who could not be melted no matter what. The stars crossed and so did their paths. He was a psychopath who only knew to play mind games and when he realized Alizah was easy to be targeted, that day Alizah's fate was cursed because no one wants to be the target of Ronan Morris.

My girlfriend, Clara Sutton, had severe mysophobia. Before every intimate moment we shared, she required me to disinfect myself thoroughly in advance. She even set strict rules about how often we could kiss or sleep together, and how long it could last. Without her permission, I was not allowed to touch her. I had always believed she treated everyone this way. I even secretly felt relieved, thinking that I must have been somewhat special to her. Then came that night at the bar. During a party, her childhood friend, Ethan Ford, drew a dare in a game of truth or dare. Then, in front of everyone, he leaned in and kissed Clara. Although it was supposedly a punishment for losing, they kissed deeply for a full five minutes. Our friends laughed and jostled one another as they turned to look at me. Only then did I realize that Clara’s obsession with cleanliness had never been a universal rule. It had existed simply because she did not like me. Disheartened, I asked for a breakup. But Clara soon regretted it. With reddened eyes, she begged me not to leave.

My husband, Jonathan Rivers, was a notorious playboy in Polesburg's elite circles. Beautiful women surrounded him constantly, yet he claimed to have fallen for me at first sight, saying it was a love that would last forever. He dismissed all the other women around him for my sake. Everyone said I was his destined soulmate. Seven years into our marriage, I had seven abortions for him, simply because he said he did not like children. Then on Father's Day, I saw him on his secretary's social media feed. The same man who claimed to be away on business was there with a child beside him, calling him "Daddy" loudly. It turned out that when he said he did not like children, he meant that he did not like children with me. I dialed his number through tears. "Do you want another wife?"