Romans & histoires Vaginal Fantasy Book Club

Make her feel every vein, every thick ridge stretching her open. Elena whimpered, plunging two fingers deep inside herself. She fucked herself with them, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room. Her other hand pinched and tugged her nipples. The fantasy consumed her—Victor’s big body covering hers, his stubble scraping her neck, his low growl in her ear: This pussy has always belonged to me. She added a third finger, stretching herself, curling them against that spot that made her vision spark. Her hips bucked wildly. The necklace bounced between her breasts with every thrust of her hand. Closer… so close…

"I want to tie your legs together. You'd be open for me to do whatever I wanted. That is just one example. How adventurous are you? Do you trust me enough to do that? I want to put you in a swing, blindfold you, spank you a little. Not necessarily in that order or all at the same time. Tell me Ana, will you let me try all these things and more?" I stared into his dark eyes. He was very serious right now, but I saw desire swimming in his eyes. I did trust him. With my pleasure at least. I was still working on trusting him with my heart. I have been on Club Voyeurs website before. It explained a lot, and they even had a p*f d******d about interests. Things like spanking, as he mentioned. Diffe

When Lauren’s new friend, Vivian, invites her to a club she thinks will be a typical nightclub. But as she steps inside, she realizes it's a sex club. Her Thursday night takes a steamy turn that she never could have imagined. With a few cocktails down her throat, she lets her delirious urges cloud her mind, and soon she begins to crave sexual fantasies that she never thought she would. #SteamyNight #SexClubExperience #UnexpectedDesires #EroticFantasy #NightclubSurprise #ThursdayNightThrills #DeliriousUrges #AlexanderAndLauren #SexualAwakening #FantasyFulfilled

I've had this fantasy since I was nineteen years old. Not the polished version – not the softcore "oh wouldn't it be naughty" version you admit to over cocktails when someone asks your wildest fantasy. The real one. The one I play on the backs of my eyelids when my vibrator is on the highest setting and I'm chasing the orgasm that only this image delivers: me, naked, surrounded by men. Hands everywhere. Cocks everywhere. Being passed between them like something precious and filthy, the singular focus of four, five, six men who want nothing except to use my body until I can't remember my own name.

Her pussy glistened with arousal, lips puffy and twitching, clit already begging. She whimpered. Then something touched her. A warm enchanted tendril ran along the folds of her cunt. Not rough nor gentle but curious. “So wet already,” he murmured. “You’re aching to be used. Do you fantasize about being forced, little acolyte? Being taken on the altar while your sisters pray above?” “Stop it—gods, stop—” Another tendril flicked her clit. She jerked violently. Her mouth opened in a moan before she could stop it.

This was normal life now. Later that afternoon, I lay on a wide silk cushion under a flowering tree, reading one of the community’s ancient erotic scrolls. The illustrations were filthy and beautiful — women tangled in endless pleasure. My fingers idly stroked my own clit as I read, lost in the words. A woman with golden hair and a thick strap-on appeared beside me. She didn’t speak. She simply spread my legs, positioned the fat head of her cock at my entrance, and pushed inside me in one smooth thrust.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

I whispered, admitting for the first time out loud what my dirty fantasy really was. the next second, he ripped my panties and threw the fabric somewhere. Before realizing what was happening, a hot liquid hit my clit, and a low buzzing started.“I hope you are prepared, doll.” I wriggled on the bed. “Because once you start coming, there will be no stopping.”I took a deep breath, shocked by his words, but before I could reply, vibration hit my now-wet bundle of nerves, and all my thoughts disappeared.As soon as the pulsation hit my clit, my legs started shaking, and all my efforts went to me closing them.It was too much. The pleasure was too much. The feeling was too much. His touch was too mu

“You’re so beautiful when you let go. I adore hearing you moan like this. Every sound you make goes straight to my cock. You’re making me feel like a king tonight, Sylvia. So fucking sexy and open for me.” His sweet words melted something deep inside me, mixing with the raw heat until I couldn’t tell where the pleasure ended and the affection began. I slipped three fingers back inside my pussy, curling them to press against that sensitive spot while my thumb worked my clit in tight, steady circles. My hips rocked shamelessly, chasing the building pressure. “Tell me another fantasy,” I gasped, my voice husky and breathless. “Something dirty. Something that makes you groan for me.”