Sexual Cravings: Volume 6

By Mr. Climax

Classic stories where love, romance, suspense, and hardcore erotica scenes all meet up at once to provide magnificent stories.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trafford Publishing
• Release date: May 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9781698707525

Mr. Climax

I was born and raised in Chicago, Illinois (West Side). I have been here majority of my life and plan on staying. Most of my time is spent working, writing, and raising my twin daughters. I enjoy writing in general. I write several different genres, so look forward to some of my books that will be coming out soon. I was blessed with a natural talent for writing. God gave me a gift to write in a profound manner; therefore I’m utilizing my talent to endlessly write novels to entertain the public.

Book preview

Chapter 1

Her Lips

W  hen I first met her I couldn’t stop staring at her she was so pretty to me. She kept her lips juiced up, sometimes lipstick, other times lip gloss. I’d always imagine what I’d do with those lips.

When we finally became lovers I loved kissing her lips even when she had the ruby red lip stick on.

She was my princess, my love nest, to her previous, past tense of sins I’d confess.

When it came down to her going down town on me sucking on it she was awesome.

Not to brag or boast, but my dick is real long, and before it got hard each time right before she’d suck it I’d have her on her knees as I’d literally slap her with my dick, not hard, but gently.

Sometimes at night when we’d lay in the bed as the only light in the room was from the television. She’d ease her way down to my dick and begin sucking away on it. One night it felt so good that I wanted to play in her pussy with my fingers, but her ass was more in reach, therefore I fingered her ass, it felt as if her ass got weter than her pussy, I only used one finger which was my middle finger.....

Majority of the time we’d have sex she’d wrap those juicy lips around my dick, and began eating it.

Times when she wasn’t around I’d daydream of her gently wrapping her lips around my dick, eating it in which she’d do thoroughly.....

As she’d lay flat on her back on the bed with her head leaning off the bed and I’d stand up and fuck her mouth, I’d do it hard and fast as if it was her pussy, and through it all she didn’t miss a beat she’d keep eating my dick thoroughly.....

I love her cute lips.....

Chapter 2

Love Of

L ove of day, love of night. Will, and might. Lovely and upright.

She shined like a star within the night. The others she dated they didn’t appreciate her like I did as a great sense of appetite.

She was romantic, romancing in the days and night. Together at all times it felt like we would be high of life and love combined. She was wonderful in life to incline. My love of life my love lifetime.

I can still remember how her, and I met.

She was the glory that happiness bring. For her I’d glorify and sing. My best lady of all times, my shining, my gleam.

Each time before we made love she’d play music at a low tone as she’d sing. My lovely world as it seemed.

As she’d sing it’s as her vibe would have me feeling supreme; she was and is such a lovely human being. Someday I want to marry her and place upon her finger an enormous diamond ring.

After she’d sing we’d kiss as something out of a romance novel similar to a sweet dream. We’d take turns kissing, licking, sucking on each other body parts as a shining in the dark. Each time I’d enter the wetness of her hole I could feel the tightness of love to unfold.

As I’d wrestle my way in tighness of her hole I could always immediately feel the juices of love within; I’d slam my penis in and, out, in and out as she holler my name, and tell me how much she love me, one in the same, before long her, and I begin cumming which felt wonderful as reality, realistic more than a simple love game....

I’d often wonder if it’s possible that it’s life on other planets. If so she had to be from another planet, Jupiter or Mars from her I’d experience the greatest love thus far.....

Chapter 3

My Queen

S he was like reality from a sweet dream. Lady of my dreams. My princess of a bride my queen. Together her and I would live out dreams.

As I slumber to sleep, dreaming of her I’d have wetness of dreams. I’d awake to the sun shining across my face down below hard as it seems. She was caring, loving she’d take it out my boxers and suck on it like it was a cone of Ice Cream, in no time in her mouth I’d cream.

For her body I’d fiend. Lady of dreams. Proud for her and I to be as one on the same team. Pretty as her body seemed flawless in my eyes to gleam.

She loved doing all wonderful, nasty, sort of things. My lady crown my queen of queens.

I’d love when she was fresh out of the tub and the shower I’d wrestle her down and give it to her pounding away at it for hours. My love would remain hard as a tour.

She was my best lady of timely sessions by the minutes, seconds, and hours. Stood the test of time to devour.

A wonderful joy in which life brings. Harmony to sing. Reality of a dream.

I’d give it to her hard and fast, give me this pussy, give me this pussy, give me this pussy, I’d tell her as I’d give her the D for us to both to cum to cream.

My lady of shine, my lady of dreams.

Chapter 4

Lesbian Lovers

I ’m a middle aged Irish woman, and a Lesbian. I work as a camp instructor. For months I had been crushing on one of my co-workers whom is ten years younger than me; I never showed her any signs of having a crush I kept it professional, and besides being a Lesbian I try not to offend women by trying to get with them, only if I see they’re interested in some, shape, form, or fashion.....

One late night as I slightly step into the woods to get away from everybody I walked into a circle in which was a circle part of the woods filled with grass only surrounded by trees. I immediately seen her leaned over on a big piece of tree that was on the ground.....

I stepped to her a seen she was crying. I asked her what was wrong at first she didn’t want to tell me, she finally told me that she was crying tired of her boyfriend mistreating her.

As the fullness of the moon glistened upon the sky, her I talked for hours with no end. We’d talk about past relationships, politics, and I even slid in a few jokes to make her feel better. Before the night came to an end I told her that I was a Lesbian.....

After that night every night for a week straight she’d find a way to talk to me on a personal level.....

A few days after that I took her out on a date to Chinese restaurant on the other side of town.

The next night her, and I went dancing.

The next night her and were at my place smelling the burning of incense as she was naked anxious to be touched by a woman for the very first time. I sat on the couch as she slowly walked towards me as her naked body was eye appealing, as she stepped towards me I noticed how cute her vagina looked as her pubic hairs wasn’t shaved off totally, but shaved low. As she walked towards me I bent down as she put her vagina in mouth I began massaging her clitoris with my tongue as her moans echoed like moderate tones of speakers.....

I enjoyed sucking on her breast and various other parts of her body.....

I took her to my room and showed her my strap on Dildo collection, and told her to pick which one she wanted for me to use on her. To my surprise she picked the biggest one. I strapped it on and put it in her and as I in and out full thrust I gave her each inch of it as her moans were as music to my ears.....

When it can time for her to lick my clitoris she did her thing for it to be her first time.

I was over-joyed being able to get with my crush.....

Chapter 5

Mexican Amor

A s we met for the first time at the park as she walked passed me as if she was interested in me talking to her, and of course I did, but their was only one problem she didn’t speak English, that good, and I didn’t speak Spanish at all. But we still talked briefly because although she couldn’t speak English that good, she could still understand me, for the most part.

After that day we’d meet up at the park each day to chill together.

I started to read a Spanish, and English dictionary wrapped in one, I learn some Spanish words off google, and I had her to teach me a little Spanish, as well as I’d teach her English.

As one day she began to get physical in the park hugging me and rubbing on my back. That day we held hands as we walked from the park to my house which was a short walk away.

Once I got her in my house she came out of her clothes, shoes, and socks as she stood there looking at me with a smile on her Face as I was still dressed staring at her hairy pussy, and sexy body. In Spanish she’d repeat several times to hurry up, and I did just that.

I had her to get on top to ride me she was no good at riding. While still on top I grabbed her ass cheeks, and guided her, pumpimg in and out as she rode me.....

Afterwards I began sucking upon her flesh. From there I decided to hit it from back it seemed as if I was busting the pussy open in each every pump, as I’d ram my dick in and out her pussy ramming it all in her stomach. She’d scream like she was dying off pain, yelling my name.....

Her and I got closer as friends and lovers after that day.....

Although we didn’t speak the same language totally she was still my fortune, my fame.....

Chapter 6

I Missed Her

I missed her more than any woman or man could imagine. She was love, satisfaction, gratifying, the law of time within seasonal love in which she gratified, love in my heart seemingly lived forever undying.....

Her and I had been on, and off for years more off than on, mainly because she was un-genuine, but to the contrary I loved, adored her genuine, genuinely.....

It seemed to me she did love me as well, but not to the same extent in which I loved her well, my wish of coins thrown in a wishing well, love to achieve, prevail.

Over the years she’d continue to in and out of ridiculous circumstances of relationships, and the running water of time as sinking ships. But once my love for her was shown physically, spiritually as being golden as it was meant, Heaven, Heaven sent.....

This last time was the longest we’d been apart, approximately four years. As for myself I’d think of her from time to time, as a we to ease my mind, wishing we could still be lovers and to leave all our ex-lovers, behind.

She had blocked me on Facebook for approximately two years, and I have no idea why.

After approximately four years I get a call from her number which was still saved in my phone.

Hey stranger I haven’t heard from you in years, she said. Although in years we haven’t talk each day you are still in my thoughts, I said. So sweet, she replied......

Her and I talked over the phone shortly, momentarily within time; before we concluded the phone she told me to hit her up anytime, and that she was single again, which I already knew, when her relationships would go sour she’d run back to me. I was tired of her running back to me, as I was being misused, abused. I had it in my mind that if she ever came back I’d mistreat her, but only in the bedroom. She loved to get mistreated in the bedroom, but I planned on treating her three times worser.....

The first night she said she’d come over I awaited on her under dimmed lights sipping wine listening to music at a low tone, in the background the smoke of green leaves, within cigars lingered in the room.

Before long she came gently knocking on my door I looked through the peep hole of my door seen