Sexy Sexual Stories: Filthy Hot Short Sex Stories

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It’s Santa’s big night. He is not only delivering gifts, though. Traveling around the globe, he takes his time to deliver meaningful gifts to people, estranged spouses, or even matching up unrequited loves. Santa is here for every single person. The whole So Over the Holidays series could fit in this category. They all are erotic romance novellas set over some holidays. I’m going to be highlighting the newest one, Party Favors, which is set over New Year’s! A fun Halloween erotic novella! Shae Sanders continues to enchant me with everything she publishes.

I lie down on the couch as he pulls my dress up higher, looks at the grey thong underneath. His finger trails over my underwear and he realizes that I’m already wet. She answered by plastering her mouth on his and kissing him in a way she’d never thought possible, her hips moving against him, knowing there must be more. Ben settled himself between her legs. She cradled his hips with her thighs. And then he was at the portal. The sharp pain she had once endured was a distant memory, and nothing, absolutely nothing in this world, felt as good as the sensation of him slowly sliding into her. Ah, spring break. A time for taking shots of questionable liquor, sporting scanty bikinis, and of course, hooking up with strangers in the steamiest (and TBH, sweatiest) situations. The only challenge is remembering all of the sultry details of your sexy spring break stories after a couple of jumbo-sized margaritas...

In fiction, Dr. J. writes within the Erotic Romance and Erotica genres. Cleis Press published her work in Best Women’s Erotica of the Year Volume 3, Best Bondage Erotica Volume 2, The Big Book of Orgasms Volume 2, The Big Book of Submission Volume 2, and Sexy Strangers (Sept 2023). The Florida Writers Association selected her short story, Infused Leather (BWE3), as a semi-finalist in the Royal Palm Literary Awards 2018. Her work is also featured in The Sexy Librarian’s Dirty 30 Volume 3 and Chemical Sex 2: An Erotic Anthology. We sit together on the couch in the corner of our office. It’s velvet. A dark emerald, situated in front of a brass coffee table. Our company’s way of decorating cool to stay relevant and retain Millennial talent.

Technically, this wasn't my spring break, but I once met a (very fine) Brazilian man who was traveling around Europe on vacation. We bumped into each other at a bar as he was heading to the bathroom, and — I don't even know how, exactly — ended up making out behind a photo booth like two minutes later. Well, up against the photo booth. I never even got his name, but he kept complimenting my smile and nibbling my bottom lip, and we're pretty much still married in my head. I had not even heard him move when suddenly I felt his crude hands caressing my soft skin. ‘Turn around,’ he said suddenly in a gruff whisper.I rotate my position on the couch to face him, curling my legs under me – my knees resting on the space along his thigh that my left leg has recently vacated. “Maybe we need a break.” Chloe*, 24 Nothing Hotter Than The Danger Of Almost Drowning. (I'm Totally Kidding, BTW! Please Don't Almost Drown!) One day, on a spring break trip to Puerto Rico, one of my friends and I got super drunk at the beach and decided to swim out into the ocean and make out in the crashing waves. We almost drowned, but it was fine. Afterward, we climbed a mountain barefoot, got completely lost as the sun was setting, and decided to make out some more in our bathing suits at the top of the mountain!

Dr. J. | Donna Jennings, Ph.D. (she, her) is a retired sex therapist and college human sexuality professor, now an author and editor. With nearly five decades in the sexuality field, she continues her mission to empower others to embrace their sexuality holistically. Her fiction, nonfiction, and editing projects embody this belief. When at last I entered his chamber, I was positively quivering with excitement. The Beast was sitting in a chair in a remote corner of the darkened room. Removing my robe, I positioned myself on the edge of the bed in just the way he liked best, as was my habit. Within seconds I was soaking wet and aching for him. That’s the way it was for me with the Beast. It was enough just to wait there, trembling and poised on my hands and knees, anticipating what was to come, to bring about that kind of response in me.

Daniela*, 24 Oh, And If Spring Break Hookups Aren't Your M.O., You Can Always Go This Route? Don't really have any steamy hook-up stories from spring break. I was just you're run-of-the-mill, gets-drunk-and-flashes-everyone kind of gal. He spread her wide and she closed her eyes at the touch, lewd and lascivious and lovely, at once thankful for the darkness and quite desperate for the light. ‘Did you touch yourself?’