X Rated Story Novels & Stories

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

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.

He wanted to taste her so bad and wanted to give himself to her. He felt a pinch of something that exceeded lust and sex, but he refused to admit it. It felt too sudden. He grabbed a big chunk of pineapple and stepped closer infront of her. Their eyes were locked and he squashed the fruit in his palms, letting it's juice pour on her chest. Rachael gasped as the cool liquid splattered on her chest. Thane lowered his head and slurped it off her body. His own body sending tingling excitement down to his groin. His dick was rock hard now.

In his apartment, Rick runs to his computer, dragging the chair quickly. He sits down and, looking at the blank page that haunted him, quickly begins to write. ‘As a critic of eroges, I have played dozens, hundreds, and I could even say that counting the small freelance jobs, I would easily reach a thousand. And in all of them, I have seen and done everything. I have seen good stories with poorly drawn characters and mediocre stories whose characters have great designs. I’ve seen nothing flashy projects that end up becoming little hidden gems for fans of this genre called for perverts.’

Cerena fell for his charm even as she was trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could she ignore the temptation that came along with it. THIS STORY IS RATED 18+ CONTAINS PART OF BDSM, NOTHING TOO EXTREME THOUGH, JUST MILD. SO IF YOU ARE NOT THE TYPE TO ENJOY STORIES LIKE THIS ONE, I'M SORRY THIS IS NOT FOR YOU. ***** DISCLAIMER: This book is a work of fiction. Names, Character, Places and Incidents are either a product of my imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. And any resemblance to actual persons, [living or dead], business establishments, events or local are purely coincidental and unintentional.

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

"Gonna make you cum on my dick." Tyler’s mind blanked. Rivalry, anger, everything faded except the raw feeling of being claimed. Sweat dripped down his chest. His balls tightened. "I’m close," he gasped. "Cum for me," Jax growled, thrusting harder. Tyler shattered. His cock pulsed, shooting thick ropes across the bench. His hole clenched tight around Jax. Jax groaned, burying himself deep. "Fuck, Tyler!" He came hard, flooding Tyler’s insides with hot cum. The sensation made Tyler shudder with aftershocks.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit erotic content, including BDSM elements (bondage, gagging, blindfolding), rough sex, oral sex, facials, and power imbalance dynamics. While consent is present, it explores themes of submission and vulnerability. Have fun lovliessss. CHAPTER ONE “What is it, Ronan? C’mon, you can tell me.”

Unfortunately, Anderson was not as fast as he imagined himself to be. *Bang…Bang, Bang* Three shots echoed throughout the room. In her panic, Xavier had shot the first time. Her mind quickly registered what she had done and interestingly, she let her rage take over, shooting two more times into the chest of Anderson. Anita screamed loud and emptied the gun in her hand into Xavier. Xavier died on the spot with a content smile on her face. It was probably the knowledge of killing the person that took everything from her that gave her such content even though her own daughter just killed her.

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…