18 Plus Manwha Novels & Stories

On the third month after our breakup, my ex-boyfriend, Julius Rowe, pins me onto the bed and ravages me tirelessly. But the thing is, he used to be very gentle with me when it came to bedroom matters. Scared out of my wits, I try to flee from him. "Stop it! You weren't like this before!"

"Wait… sir, I can't…" While I was performing physical therapy on a patient, the vest I was wearing accidentally tore. In front of the patient's guardian, it exposed my sweat-dampened body. The man's gaze settled on the soft curves that had sprung free, his eyes dark and unreadable. When he pressed me against the mirror and made me watch my own reflection—my body left in disarray under his relentless attention—I knew then that everything was about to spiral into an uncontrollable abyss.

"Don't lick there. Not now... My husband's calling..." I answered the phone, my face burning with shame. The husband on the other end of the line had no idea his beloved wife had another man's head between her thighs at that very moment.

“The new doll in this shop is amazing! It feels like a real human being, and it gets wet too!” In order to catch my husband in his affair, I followed him to a massage parlor and accidentally got stuck between the railings. My back was arched and anyone could see my undergarment. In the end, someone mistook me as a new toy in the shop. He started to touch my bare thighs and bottom. I struggled and wanted to tell the person that I was a real human being, but I was afraid that my husband would discover me. While I hesitated, the person behind me touched my private parts. At that moment, I moaned from the excitement. Turning wet, I got into the man’s hand.

My Valenese neighbor dressed like a temptress—curves in all the right places, a delicate body topped with a pair of full, heavy breasts. Her name was Ayame. When she came by that evening to ask my husband to fix her computer, I heard the unmistakable sounds of pleasure drifting from the other room. "Wanna try my new tongue stud? Consider it your payment for the repair." Then came my husband's moans of pure, shameless delight. I couldn't help but feel jealous. It had been so long since he'd sounded that happy with me. As I listened, my hand slid slowly beneath the waistband of my pants. But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. I'd heard that Ayame's husband had a full ring of piercings down below. I'd been craving a taste for ages. If Ayame could seduce my husband, then I'd take my own turn sampling those piercings.

"I'm so sorry! Please don't tell anyone about my fetish!" The voice of my girlfriend's beautiful godmother, Jenna Johnston, drifts from the storage room in the convenience store. Well, I've stumbled upon Jenna's adult toy fetish in the storage room. Now that the cat's out of the bag, Jenna kneels before me and states that she's willing to do anything as long as I don't reveal her secret to anyone else. When Jenna arches her body with her back facing me, I can't hold myself back any longer…

I wake up one day to find that I've become the power bank of the whole dorm. When the percentage shown above my dorm mates' heads is low, they'll be tired, angry, and ill-tempered. My job is to help them recharge via all sorts of physical contact. If I don't do my part, my grumpy dorm mates will force me to charge them up anyway…

"Mr. Brewer, please stop grinding against me! My pants are all wet now!" In the gym, Hazel Simmons, a beautiful woman with a sexy figure, pleads to me as her perky, juicy buttocks twitch between my legs. I purposefully thrust deep into the crack of her butt. Upon feeling the foreign intrusion, Hazel squeezes my manhood with her butt. It feels so good that I get turned on instantly. What excites me more is that Hazel seems to be turned on by my actions as well. To my delight, she actually pulls her pants down on her own.

"Miss, help me suck on this part. Yes, suck it even harder…" In order to help me regain my ability to get my manhood up, Wendy Dyer, the beautiful young woman before me, is currently crouching before me while doing her best to suck on my willy as hard as she can. Wendy is my cycling instructor. She has accidentally crashed into my crotch due to an accident. That's why she's anxiously helping me regain my ability to get it hard. The thing is, I can already feel the way her mouth is wrapped around my length. Right now, I'm enjoying how tight her mouth is. What I don't expect is that… Wendy's actions have caused my manhood to react to her…

"Doctor, hurry up and examine me." Inside the consultation room, a stunning woman was laying face down on the bed. She raised her hips toward me and asked me to examine her condition, but I wasn't a doctor. Just as I was about to refuse, she pulled down her pants to reveal her fair, smooth back. Who could possibly resist that?