All Chapters of Flesh And Fire: A spicy Erotica Collection : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

A Butt Plug in the ass was the most invasive feeling a woman could feel. It was like she had a real dick dangling from her ass like a fucking tail. But it felt so fucking good too. Over the next few days, Leyla began to experiment more with the butt plug Dren and Cassian gave to her. She was slowly getting the hang of it and she had to say, it was fucking awesome walking around with the feeling of it in her butt hole, rubbing around her tight Rosebud as she moved and climed the stairs.On one of such days, Leyla took out the butt plug before going into the kitchen. She did not know why, but moaning in front if her husbands in the kitchen because she was horny because of a butt plug just did not seat with her. How would she even eat once she sat on the butt plug in her ass?? Fucking hell. She made quick work of cooking for all three of them, finished eating, and when she started gathering the dishes, Cassian reminded her that he and Dren would take care of the kitchen. She was to re

Leyla was writhing and quaking under the watchful eyes of her lovers. Unabashed and unashamed. She closed her eyes, and focused on evening her breathing, like closing her eyes could do any good.The next thing Leyla knew, her arms and legs had been released and the men were massaging them to stir the circulation. With the way she felt, she was sure she had levitated off the bed and pulled her joints out of their sockets. Every muscle ached in a delicious way. Somehow she needed to catch her breath and regain some of her ability to move. She needed to tell them how wonderful it had been. She needed to take care of them now, but right then, she was toast.“What, baby?” Dren smiled and leaned down to hear what she was trying to whisper. “So good.” He chuckled. “We’re not finished yet.” Her eyes widened, and both he and Cassian laughed at her panicked expression. He kissed her lightly on the lips since she was still panting, trying to catch her breath. He slipped down her body a

“Easy, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. We’re taking this slow.” Dren pumped his fingers in and out of her ass. “Even if it kills me,” Cassian said in a tight voice. Leyla couldn’t help it. She laughed. Cassian groaned. The next thing she felt was more of the cold, gelatinous substance and a third finger breaching her dark passage. Now the burn kicked up a degree. She moaned but didn’t stop pushing at his fingers with her muscles to ease them deeper. “That’s three, baby. You’re almost ready. Are you still sure you want to do this?” Dren asked. She knew they would stop if she asked them to no matter how hard it would be, but she didn’t want to. She wanted their cocks filling her body, filling the holes that had formed as her heart broke. She needed this. They needed this. “Hurry, Dren. I need you. Stop dragging it out.” He pumped his fingers in and out of her several more times before removing them, and then the head of his thick cock pressed against her back opening. He’

My reflection looked back at me from the bowl of holy water. His eyes danced from me to the rosary as I reached in and dipped the beads into the liquid. Father Canaan’s mouth fell open in surprise. I walked to him and yanked down his shorts, suddenly exposing him to the angelic faces looking down from the ornate walls.‘What are you doing?’ Father Canaan hissed, his voice a frantic edge in the silence.I was wrapping the rosary around his cock. He groaned aloud as I pulled it tight, circling it snugly around his hard tip, then rolling it down like a condom. Father Canaan gasped as the beads rolled down to the base of his cock. "I want you as hard as you can be," I whispered, leaning forward to drink the drops of holy water that slid down his balls.Father Canaan thrust upward toward my mouth and his hand found his cock. He began to stroke and I smiled mischievously."Isn’t masturbation a sin?" I asked slyly. ‘You’re a temptress,’ he replied in his own defense. He squeezed his cock

so he held the communion cup in his hands, his eyes found mine and he looked at me with the most serious expression he could obviously muster."You need to take communion, sister Jolene."I stared at him. He nodded. I sank to my knees before him. This was hot. This was so fucking hot. My first long lick made Father Canaan arch into my touch. The second made him groan. He hadn’t come while he was licking me on the crucifix, and the sweet torture he inflicted on me had made him more than ready. I closed my lips around him and began to lick at the sensitive spot right underneath the head of his cock. I flicked my tongue across it. Then I gently sank my teeth into it.He gasped and began to writhe under my ministrations. I felt powerful. I felt good. I felt like a god, giving out presents to her faithful worshipper. My hands found his balls and he almost laughed when he felt the cool beads of the rosary press against his soft skin.I circled the rosary around one of his balls and pulle