Wild Sex Stories Novels & Stories

********************The Long Glass Stretch, was so intense and dirty but she didn’t care all mine at all all she always want is to have sex and getting fuck by different type of objects each and every time and that’s exactly what she is getting now in her pussy, trying out new big, wide, large and massive objects every time she gets***********************

"Have you gone nuts? We're in the parking lot of a family restaurant! she said furiously. He glanced out the window, dazed. "Oh. I forgot," he muttered. "Forgot! Hah! I do not want the worthy citizens of Bernhard, Arkansas, to actively participate in my sex life" so get your greedy paws off me, you sex-crazed maniac! She seized his wrist with both hands and yanked it out of her jeans, glaring at him as she buttoned them up. He deliberately licked the hngers he had thrust into her panties, savoring the sweet, rich flavor that lingered there

Kayla's POV: It has been 3 long weeks since I was taken from Seth. It has been the longest 3 weeks of my life they have been utterly horrible because I will not break the lucky thing is they have no idea I am a shifter. The stupid wolves think I am just a wild horse that is struggling to come to terms with been ridden, which really is not the case. I have never been ridden before and I am not going to let anyone bully me into it.

His hand slid between our bodies, his thumb finding my clit, rubbing in tight circles that matched the rhythm of his hips. "Come for me, Avery." His thumb pressed harder. His thrusts grew deeper. And I shattered. The orgasm ripped through me like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path. I screamed his name, my nails raking down his back, my inner walls clenching around him so hard that he groaned like he was in pain. He kept moving through it, chasing his own release, driving into me with desperate, uneven strokes. "Avery," he groaned, and the sound of my name on his lips was my undoing all over again.

Lena sat on the couch across from us, legs spread wide, three fingers buried deep in her own pussy, masturbating furiously as she watched her best friend get used. “Look at her,” Lena moaned, eyes glassy with lust. “My married best friend tied up and gagged like a cheap whore while three men she barely knows use her body. Mark is sitting right behind that door, probably jerking his tiny dick, while his wife is getting her cunt eaten like a fucking buffet.” Jax added a third finger, stretching me open as he sucked my clit like a vacuum. I came violently, squirting all over his face and the table, my muffled screams barely contained by the gag.

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

“Been wanting to breed this ass since we were teenagers. Every time Mom and Dad left us alone, I wanted to sneak into your room and fill you up. Now you’re finally taking my cock like the dirty stepbrother slut you are.” Ethan was losing his mind. The taboo words, the rough fucking, and Tyler’s hand flying on his cock pushed him right to the edge. His hole clenched tight around the pistoning shaft. Tyler felt it and grinned wickedly. “That’s it. Cum for your big stepbrother. Shoot that load while I wreck your guts.” Ethan cried out as his orgasm hit hard. His cock pulsed in Tyler’s fist, shooting thick ropes of cum across his own chest and stomach, some even hitting his chin. His hole spasme

She couldn't help it; she was addicted. Wild orgies were her weakness, the videos that got her off faster than anything else. Bodies tangled in sweaty, heaving heaps, skin slick and shining under low lights, thick cocks plunging relentlessly into eager, dripping pussies and tight asses, stretching them wide with every brutal thrust. Mouths devouring everything in sight—cocks, clits, balls, and pussies—slurping and sucking with greedy abandon. Cum splattering across skin like a forbidden rain, thick ropes shooting over faces, tits, and open mouths, dripping down chins and pooling in navels.

⚠️ Trigger Warning This story contains explicit sexual content, including themes of forced feminization, BDSM, humiliation, sissification, pegging, cum play, and dominance/submission dynamics. It is intended strictly for mature audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised. “I want you to remember this night for the rest of your life,” Sasha whispered, her voice like velvet over a blade. Julian didn’t get the chance to respond. The click of heels sounded behind him, then the door opened—and everything shifted.

Be honest, what’s the worst, filthiest thing you’ve ever done for money? I’ll give you a minute to think about that. Think very closely… Great, now I’ll tell you what mine is… sex. Filthy dirty sex where I was used like a whore and worse; it wasn’t even by a man. It was a woman. A powerful, rich woman who turned out to be exactly the kind of dirty fantasy my body had been craving for years.