Adult Erotic Short Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

John squeaked, “My… prick… is so small—” “Tiny. Use tiny” Anna waved her hand in the air tiredly. “My prick is so tiny, no condom ever fits it” John said, “Even when I'm erect, it's never enough to hold a condom. My ex used to suck it like it were an actual baby pacifier” “My prick is so minute, my girlfriend strokes me with three fingers only. She said she's still with me out of pity” Connor admitted shyly and some of the other guys chuckled.

he growls, now pulling the seam of my shorts back and forth. “Ah, fuck yes. Don't stop that,” I breathed helplessly, loving the way my insides burned with need. Ace kept at his current movement, not relenting with the push and pull of my seam. My breathing fastened and my eyes closed as I focused on the way my shorts rubbed against my slits. “Ah–ah, please please, I'm–” Before the words could escape my lips, Ace released his grip on my seam, spanking me right after. My core clenched and unclenched as the wave of disappointment crashed over my body.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

"Sex is always... boring with him so I never cum. I've been faking my orgasm since we got married." Seraphine felt the sweet sensation stop. Perhaps he was shocked. Maybe. The feather continued its maddening path, tracing the outline of her labia, dipping slightly into her entrance before retreating. Her muscles tensed, straining against the cuffs. "I'm tired of pleasuring myself... I want a rough fuck by a real man," she continued, the words pouring out of her now, fueled by the teasing and the darkness. He clicked his tongue, the sound sharp in the quiet room. "Interesting wishes whore"

“Louder. Tell me what a depraved slut you are for your father-in-law.” “I’m your depraved slut!” I cried. “I’ve been fantasizing about your cock since you moved in. I touch myself thinking about you while Mark is at work. Please, make me squirt all over you!” That was all it took. He drove into me with punishing force, his thumb rubbing my clit mercilessly. “Come,” he growled. “Squirt on my cock right now.”

I rode his hand desperately, moaning his name, my juices running down his wrist. His mouth moved to my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. His cock was leaking against me now—I could feel the wet spot growing on his trousers. The speaker crackled again. “Ten minutes, Mr. Kane. Almost there.” Adam didn’t stop. He added a third finger, stretching me open, fucking me faster. His thumb worked my clit in tight circles. I was right there, shaking, about to come all over his hand. He pulled his fingers out suddenly. I whined at the loss, empty and aching.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

Thank you and I’ll keep in touch with my progress. Bianca ********* Forbidden Lust 11 Oh not again! For the second night in a row Candace has woke up due to the tingling sensations in her lower body. For the second night in a row Candace has woke up with a large, throbbing cock pressing up between her ass cheeks. Although she is wearing boy shorts, with the cock’s owner wearing shorts, she can still feel it move with each breath. Normally she wouldn’t mind having an erect member in her bed. Being sixteen she is always horny and it is one of the things her boyfriend loves about her, but the prick doesn’t belong to him—it belongs to her father.

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.