Yaoi Nsfw Novels & Stories

The thought made her even hornier, but she kept her hands on her notebook and stayed still. The frustration built. Her pussy clenched around nothing, begging for something inside it. She could feel her juices leaking out, making the inside of her thighs slippery. Professor Kane walked across the front of the room, gesturing at the whiteboard. Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing.

means porn. ‘not just your daily R18 comic.” Alfi gets up. “It’s a super limited special edition Doujinshi, a fan-made comic or indie comic, that it’s not even available on Enhay nor XH.” Jeje gets up. ”But, it’s quite a shock that such a thing does exist in this realm. Not only that but also it’s translated in English already.” He explained. ‘not only that.” Alfi is rummaging the bookshelf in front of him.

"Stop living in the world of denial Aito. You and Ryuho were together, and he took those pictures of you without your consent. He uploaded them to the internet for everyone to see. He ruined your reputation and family name. Ryu was the reason you had to move to another country." The pictures flashed in his mind, and Aito knew there was truth to Yuuki's words. They weren't just simple nude pictures. They were pictures of him in different positions. His legs wide apart, exposing his privates. His fingers within himself, his expressions were that of ecstasy, his body painted with hickeys and his skin stained with the product of their desires.

The stranger's eyes were locked on her hand as she began pleasuring herself in earnest. Her middle finger circled her clit, sending waves of pleasure up her spine. The man pushed his boxers down, freeing his hard cock. Mia's mouth watered at the sight of him — thick, long, already leaking pre-cum from the tip. He wrapped his hand around his shaft, stroking slowly while watching her touch herself. Mia slid two fingers inside her pussy, moaning at the sensation. She worked them in and out, her thumb continuing to circle her clit.

Lila Voss lay tangled in her sheets, the soft glow of her laptop the only light in her small apartment bedroom. It was past midnight, but sleeping felt impossible. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she finished the latest chapter of her smutty Kai Lennox fanfiction. __________________________________ ’YN’s butt hit the cool marble of the kitchen counter, a gasp escaping her lips as Kai lifted her effortlessly, settling her on the edge. His dark eyes burned into hers, full of hunger as he gripped her thighs, spreading them wide.

Aether's Obsession is an explicit 18+ MM sci-fi romance. Contains **graphic sexual content** including: - Detailed oral, anal, fingering, rimming, and penetration scenes - Edging, teasing, marking (bites/bruises), possessive/dominant dynamics - Alien biology (ridges, self-lubrication, heat-like responses) - Size difference, power imbalance, and mild dub-con elements (biological compulsion/heat) Additional mature themes;

The word makes me interested even though I am still not aware on what was that. "Ahm, yaoi is a relationship between man and man." She explained. I remembered him. Imagining Dhaxzy marrying me, that would be more than anything. " I think we need to give what they want. To make this short, I want to suggest to have a yaoi reading materials or anything related to yaoi to be one of our products. It can help us to attract those people, especially those teenagers, who love that kind of genre." I nodded, she got what I want. She is straight to the point to what objectives she wants.

He yanks the duvet off me, exposing my naked body, and pulls both of my legs towards him making me yelp in a squeak matter. "Tate, I, we, we made an oath. Remember?" I stuttered softly, but I couldn't help feeling myself wanting him. My body itself wanted him deep inside. "Oath? What oath? Are you saying you don't want to have hot. . . . steamy. . . . sex, without any attachment, or regret? What better than to have someone you already know, fuck your brains out? Or. . . " He grabs the dildo by my pillow and smiles mischievously.

I sighed and went to one of the sites Franklyn had mentioned before, starting with the most famous one—Pornhub. I quickly typed in blowjob, and an overwhelming number of results appeared. I grimaced at the sight of all the explicit thumbnails. My throat tightened, and my hands trembled as I hesitated. Could I really do this? Something had already happened between Yohan and me, but the room had been dark, and I was intoxicated that night. I barely remembered what went down, and I had definitely never seen Yohan completely naked—especially not down there. I exhaled shakily and turned off my phone, feeling frustrated.

It pulses against the fabric of his jeans, a constant, undeniable reminder of what he just witnessed, of what he feels. He closes his eyes, trying to clear his head, but the image is too strong. He sees her, lounging on the couch, her legs spread, that sheer camisole clinging to her every curve. He imagines bending her over the couch, the worn cushions pressing against her skin. He imagines ripping the camisole in two, the delicate fabric tearing with a satisfying rip, exposing her fully, leaving her utterly vulnerable, utterly his. The thought is raw, primal, and terrifying in its intensity. He pushes away from the door, moving blindly towards his bed, his mind a maelstrom of forbidden desi