Adult Porn Literature の小説・ストーリー

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "HUNGER UNLEASHED" "GARY'S POV" -------- For months, Elena Harper had been starving.

She was suddenly aware of how shabby her jeans and simple sweater looked in this opulent space. "It's okay. Call me Damon." He gestured to the leather sofa. Ara sat, clutching her bag like a shield. Damon remained standing, studying her. “I’ve read every book you’ve written,” he stated. “All twenty-three. Your imagination is… exceptional. Filthy. Creative. It's a shame you've landed in this current situation.” Hearing a stranger acknowledge her erotic work so bluntly made her stomach twist.

I sent a text. I was stark naked when I heard the knock. Not only naked, I had reached for my toothbrush and it was half in me. I ignored the knock at first. I focused on pleasure. My hand was on my right breast and the other hand was working the toothbrush at uneven rhythm. I was turning on my couch and I loved it. Yeah I went for Pornhub, I was watching a threesome with two girls and a big cock pounding them. That’s what I wanted. To join Donald and his beauty blonde. I got something better.

Breathlessly and so dangerously close to orgasming, I told the priest that I had sinned with multiple men, and when he asked how, I gave him a full, vivid detailed description of how I’d two men old enough to be my father to double team me. “They had both their cocks in my pussy, fucking and pounding their seeds into me at the same time,” the more I relived that moment, the more I wanted it to happen all over again, and I wanted to orgasm. “I let them use every hole in my body. I let them fuck me harder than I’ve ever been fucked. I let them spread my ass and cum inside my hole, and then I let them use my mouth. Oh, father….” I moaned. “And, their wives were present.” I continued after a pau

Curiosity was eating at her. With an effort, she made herself focus on the other titles. He had books on negotiating, battle tactics, history, agriculture…boring. Didn’t the man read any fiction? There was a book on stained glass that looked mildly interesting, but she kept scanning the shelves, hoping for something more enticing. Her search was rewarded. There, right in the middle of his shelves at eye level, was an entire shelf of books devoted to lovemaking. Wiley’s eyes boggled as she read the titles: An Illustrated Guide to the Sensual Arts. A Woman’s Climax. Emotional Need and the Sensual Virgin. There were dozens of titles.

Some got on top, their ready grazing against the elf’s face. Some laid down speading their legs, exposing their clits, and their wetness while fingering themselves , the sight almost making the men topple over and some bent low, arching their perfect ass and shaking them for the dom elves to admire. While some were bold enough to demand getting fucked by two dom elves.

He was never late. I leaned back slowly, taking deep breaths to calm the heat burning in the pit of my stomach as fragments of my research replayed inside my head. BDSM contracts. Consent. Dominants. Submission. Orgasm denial. The words alone had kept me awake half the night. And the truly terrifying part? If Maxwell asked, I knew I would give him almost anything. Actually I would give anything. The realization made my cock twitch hard beneath the table, I squeezed my thighs together.

He tossed the book onto the bed beside her, its pages splayed open to an illustration of a woman arched beneath a man, his cock buried deep inside her. Ánh Nguyệt's breath hitched. Her fingers twitched against the sheets. "Look at it," Duy Nam commanded, voice low. She did. The arousal was instant—her cheeks flushed, her lips parted. The detailed sketches left nothing to imagination: limbs tangled, mouths open in pleasure, the slick slide of bodies. Duy Nam didn't wait. He pushed her back, his palm rough against the delicate fabric of her robe. "Tell me you don't want this." She couldn't.

He kept pounding until he finally groaned and filled me with hot, thick ropes of cum, his body shuddering against mine. After we caught our breath, I straightened my skirt, feeling his cum already starting to leak down my thighs, and gave him a wicked little smile. “I’ll take care of the rest. Don’t worry.” Later that afternoon, I found her in the quiet corner of the university library, tucked between the tall shelves of old literature books. She was pretending to read, but her face was still flushed and her hands were shaking as she turned the pages. I walked up behind her and leaned in close. “Hey… about what you saw earlier.”

Clothes fell away, one piece at a time and in a blink they were both stark naked. Something tightened inside me. Heat curled low in my stomach, My thighs pressed together as that familiar ache stirred inside me. I could already feel the pulsating sensation in my already wet pussy. I watched the man on the tv spread the lady's legs apart, his dainty fingers slowly trailed to her sleek dripping pussy and he began trailing circles around it while his mouth and other hand worked wonders on her D cup breasts. The woman's moans of ecstasy filled the room. I was salivating. My mind drifted… unwanted…uninvited… Dominic!