Written Sex Story Novels & Stories

NEW STORY TITLE: THE GIFT OF DICK AND PUSSY The following story will be told in multiple chapters. There's oodles and oodles of sex in it, even though it's not just a pure spank story. If lots of nasty sex isn't your thing, then why are you on this website? Weirdo.

More cunt juices flowed down her thighs and flooded the floor. “That’s better.” Carl rammed in harder, the sound of her wet, stretched ass filled his office. “Write more. Write how you drooled for it. How you wanted to be next. How you love my cock in your tight ass! Write it!" She moaned as she wrote it, the words slanting, while his cock dragged in and out of her ass. She whimpered, trying to scrawl another line, but her hand slipped when he slammed into her harder. The pen skittered across the page.

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

Althоugh my friend, whо had been fuсked by sоmeоne fоr the first time, had stоpped riding fоr a lоng time, my exсitement had grоwn mоre and mоre and when she leaned fоrward a little and rubbed her pussy оn my оnly perfused part оf the bоdy, I immediately saw my impending end. The pоint оf nо return brоught me the sight оf her fully waxed tits, оn whiсh Julius' relatively сlear, thin sperm nоw ran tоwards the nipples and dripped slоwly frоm there оntо my upper bоdy.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

He had my complete attention, teasing me when he told me, “Perhaps you could help me write a story about the sexual relationship I want to have with you?” Initially I didn’t believe him, though later that night when I looked up the websites he gave me he was telling the truth. For me his business books were a little dull. Conversely his p**n stories were very exciting and covered many sexual themes I was unfamiliar with. We quickly became lovers, Cecil introducing me to a whole new diverse range of sexual pleasures, though after a while I sensed his interest in me was waning. “Have you read any of my stories involving Sarah?, Cecil asked me one day.

I pull my cardigan tighter around me, trying not to look like a woman unraveling on her fourth glass of wine. “I don’t write sex, Chloe. I write romance without all the detailed intimacy, I write about repressed trauma, losing a loved one, mystery, horror even not two people who’ve never met each other dirty talking and moan— oh God.” She takes my wine glass and replaces it with her full one. “Exactly. You’ve built an empire off tragedy. I think your readers are ready to read something based on actual pleasure or erotic tension.” “Ew. Who even reads things like that?”

in excitement. But his face remained pale as he tried to escape the vampire's claws. He whispered, hugging his knees close. 'He should see my beautiful butt from this angle, right?' 'I intentionally wrote the main character exceptionally beautiful for this reason. The body is mine now.' Uea's thought ran wild as he watched the vampire step closer to himself. The vampire grabbed his leg and pulled him close. His claws tore at the tiny rag that covered Uea's lower body. Uea gasped.

His cock hit my prostate with every deep thrust. “Gonna fill you up again,” he growled. “Gonna pump so much cum into this hole that it will still be leaking when you write your fucking story.” The words sent me over. I came hard, shooting thick ropes between us while my hole clenched tight around his cock. Jax roared and buried himself to the balls. His cock swelled and pulsed as he unloaded — thick, hot loads flooding me over and over. He kept thrusting through it, grinding every drop deep.