Soaking Through Panties Novels & Stories

"N-No! F-Four is too much for me! I won't be able to handle them!" In a midnight bus ride, four of my husband's work colleagues have me pinned down on a seat. Soon, I feel my legs getting wrenched apart by force. The man standing before me takes off his belt before whipping it across my perky butt heavily. "Spread your legs! Women like you are meant to give us pleasure!" After that, he tears my soaked panties off my body.

"As long as you're this wet for me, you can hate me all you want." He whispered into my ear. "I will never forgive you for this, Reid." I angrily spat at him. Without warning, he gripped my chin, only to kiss me with a bruising intensity. There was nothing sweet about the way he kissed me. It felt like he was branding me all over again. He roughly pushed my panties aside. I gasped, giving him full access to my mouth. A growl that came from deep within in his chest vibrated through me. "Forgive me?" He echoed against my lips before sliding a finger through my slick folds. A breathy whimper escaped my lips as his finger started circling my entrance. "This wet little cunt belongs to me. You belong to me. And I will fuck you until you understand that, little slave," he promised, the rough pad of his finger slowly circling my throbbing clit. ×× I was just a hiker who took a wrong turn. I didn't know these mountains belonged to him. Alpha Reid was a beast in human skin. CRUEL, POSSESSIVE, and STARVING for a toy to break. He gave me a five-minute head start. I lost. Now, I’m his captive. His "SLAVE." And the worst part wasn't the cold marble of his mansion or his dark demands... it was the way my body betrayed me every time he touched me. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT READERS 18+ ONLY. This story is a DARK WEREWOLF ROMANCE and contains explicit themes like graphic sexual content and language. Extreme power imbalances and ownership themes.

Blurb. “You're so tight Val! As tight as I imagined. I'll have to expand this to fit my c*ck.” Boris my strict older boss whispered before forcing four of his fingers inside of me. I let out a loud moan. “Oh mi goddddddd.” “Good, this is what happens when you send your nude file to your boss.” “It was a mistak…..” “A mistake? And your panties are all soaked and dripping at my touch.” He mocked. “Be a good girl and allow daddy, ease your tense body.” There was something about his voice that sent shivers through me. Within seconds my pussy walls throbbed and clenched around his fingers and I had a convulsive orgasm that shook my body like one possessed with a slimy sin demon. ********************************** Slippery sins is an unapologetically sensual compilation of the dirtiest and steamiest erotica short stories that will leave your pants soaked and you cocks hard. It is loaded with irresistible tension, unspoken longings, dark, craving, deep chemistry, and forbidden touches. Each story in this collection is designed to make you cum or orgasm whichever one but you will definitely be wet as you slip into the pages. ️Warning: This book is rated 18 , it contains explicit sexual contents. Graphic languages, dirty talks and mature themes that may not be suitable for all readers.

18+ Explicit Content - Reader Discretion Strongly Advised Content Warnings: This collection contains graphic sexual content, taboo relationships, age-gap dynamics, power imbalances, infidelity, and explicit adult language. Reader discretion is advised. Every sinner has a confession waiting to be heard. From forbidden affairs to dangerous temptations, Sinners Confessions: Dirty, Sinful & Depraved Affairs unveils stories of lust, betrayal, obsession, and the dark desires people often hide. Some secrets are intoxicating. Some are destructive. And some should’ve never been confessed at all. *** "I'm so fucking hot for you, Father," I groaned, arching my back and shuddering as my thumb circled my cl*t. "And I'm all yours. I'm your little sinner, and this p*ssy is the altar you need to worship today. Come on, Father. Give in to the temptation. Put your holy tongue right here and clean me up." He let out a tortured breath, his knees visibly trembling, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t. "God forgive me..." he muttered, a panicked prayer slipping through his teeth. He gave in. He dropped to his knees right on the floor between my spread thighs. A wicked smile pulled at my lips as I tilted my hips forward, pressing my dripping wetness right against his mouth. "There's no salvation in here. Just you, me, and the sin you're about to swallow. Now open your mouth and eat me."

"S-Stop… If you keep spreading my legs, I'll get hurt…" On the subway, three muscular guys spread my legs roughly while I try to stop them the best as I can. The man standing in front of me suddenly draws out his belt and ties my hands with it. "Stay put! Sluts like you are born to give us pleasure!" Then, he spreads my legs once again before ripping my soaked panties off my body.

Eighty-five raw, dripping, boundary-shattering stories. Eighty-five ways to get fucked senseless. This isn’t romance. This is pure, merciless sin—cocks stretching tight, dripping pussies, tongues licking where they were never meant to go, and strong hands pinning you down until you’re begging, shaking, and ruined. From forbidden priests breaking their vows to claim you on the altar, to ruthless stepfathers spreading you open on the kitchen counter while your mother sleeps upstairs. From powerful doctors “examining” you until you’re soaking their gloves, to billionaire best friends fucking you raw behind your husband’s back. You’ll be sold at a dark private auction, stripped and displayed like a prize. You’ll pay rent with your holes in the filthiest ways imaginable. Professors, gym instructors, landlords, and strangers in the shadows will take every inch of you—rough, deep, and without mercy. These virgins will have their bellies pumped full of cum. Fingers will rip through tight, wet walls until you’re screaming, crying, and begging for more. Public fucks, forbidden touches, gangbangs, and nights so dirty you’ll need to shower twice—only to touch yourself all over again. Get your towels. Get your toys. Get ready to be wrecked by every filthy fantasy you’ve ever had… and a hundred more you didn’t know you craved. If you can’t handle raw, dripping-hot, mind-corrupting sex—close the book now. If you want your pussy aching, your ass red, and your mind utterly ruined… welcome to Sinful Surrender.

She didn't mean to moan when he pressed her against the stone wall, his hand between her thighs, his breath scorching against her ear. "You're soaking, little Omega," Damien growled. "Tell me-did you think of us when you touched yourself at night? Or did you cry and clench your legs shut like a good little liar?" She trembled and her body ached for more. Lucian's voice came next, rough and dark. "You ran from us. Left us hard and hungry. Do you know how close I came to tearing through that city just to feel your cunt grip my cock?" Her knees buckled, but Kael caught her, dragging her back into his chest with a growl. "You belong to us, Omega. Say it, or I'll bend you over this desk and make you remember with every inch." She gasped, lips parted, but her voice broke before the words came. "Say it," Damien snapped. "Say who owns this filthy little body." The mate bond snapped, it was wild and irresponsible. She burned for them, and ached for them. And when she ran, they hunted. Now they've found her again, and she was trembling, slick, lying to herself with every breath she takes. But there's no more mercy. She'll scream when they mark her. Shake when they knot her. Break when they bond her. "You were made for our cocks, little mate," Lucian whispers, licking her tears. "Now open your mouth and show us how sorry you are." This time, they don't make love. They destroy her and she begs for more.

My daughter, Ruby Pratt, has leukemia. She needs a bone marrow transplant—and fast. Out of everyone in the family, my husband, Dan Pratt, was the only match. I begged him for an entire month before he finally agreed to go through with the donation. But on the morning of the surgery, he went completely off the grid. I stood outside the hospital all day, waiting. No calls. No texts. Not even a shadow. That night, his childhood friend, Valerie Kinder, posted on Instagram. In the photo, Dan was holding Valerie's hand with one arm and carrying her young son with the other—on a beach in Lulabo City. The caption read: [Soaking up the sun! Dan cleared his whole schedule to join us on a month-long trek and we finally made it to the coast! My little boy said Uncle Dan made his ocean dream come true. Pure joy!] My heart splintered. While I was drowning in worry over my daughter, he was off playing happy family with them. I wiped my tears and typed a comment beneath her post: [Not 'Uncle.' From now on, he's your son's father.] That night, I finally got a call from him. "Babe, don't be like this," Dan said. "You're not being fair. "Valerie's son has been bullied at school for not having a dad. I couldn't stand seeing him hurt, so I took them on this trip. It was supposed to help him heal. "I'll catch the first flight back tomorrow and head straight to the hospital to donate the marrow. I promise." I hung up with a bitter smile. The next morning, Dan rushed into the hospital room. But all he found on the bed was a death certificate.

Working for billionaire CEO Derick was supposed to be simple,clean the mansion,follow the rules,and stay invisible.But the cold silver-haired man watching her from across the room makes forgetting him impossible.He is older,powerful and forbidden.And every glance between them feels like a sin waiting to happen. Kindly note this is an erotica collection.If you are under 18 please do not read.#the kind of erotica collection that will get your panties wet and soaked.Makes you filled with sexual desire#From forbidden love to Secret office romance#Again if you are less that 18years please do not read

On the night of Natalie’s biggest achievement...winning the Actress Award....her world came crashing down. Just as she stood in the spotlight, soaking in the applause, Richard, the man she once loved, walked up and handed her divorce papers in front of everyone. The gasps from the audience drowned out the cheers, and her joy instantly turned to heartbreak. Determined to move on, Natalie poured herself into her acting career. During an audition, she met Liam, a talented playwright whose words reignited her belief in love. His kindness and passion helped her heal, and soon, they grew close. But just as Natalie was ready to start over, Richard came back, asking for another chance. Now, she faces an impossible choice....return to the man who once broke her heart or embrace the new love standing right in front of her. Which path will she choose?