Amish Erotica Novels & Stories

Perfect for nights like this. I also grabbed my phone. The secret folder was right there. I opened the video of all three of them playing basketball shirtless last summer. Their bodies glistened with sweat, muscles moving under tanned skin. Mike’s broad chest, Jax’s defined abs, Kane’s powerful arms as he jumped for the ball. Their laughs, their deep voices calling out to each other, it was all I needed. I spread my legs wide, knees bent, and ran the tip of the dildo along my soaked slit. I was dripping already, the silicone sliding easily through my wetness. With my other hand I hit play on the video, turning the volume low so only I could hear.

he ordered. Pamela was unable to speak since her breath was really short. This was not what she planned for her and her father’s best friend but the experience was the most erotic she had ever been through. Pamela had pictured them tangled in a comfortable soft bed, making passionate love slowly rather than leaned over a piano. He easily thrusted two fingers into her dripping cunt and unzipped his pants. Then, he grabbed his dick and began massaging it between the cheeks of her ass up and down.

He would pump them deep, scissoring, stretching her open while he whispered, “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To defile yourself on your guardian’s hand? To soak the sheets of the house I swore to keep you pure in?” Amelia moaned louder, hips bucking. She added a fourth finger, forcing her tight pussy to take it. The burn was exquisite. Juice ran down her ass crack, soaking the sheet beneath her. She could almost smell him, incense and clean male sweat and that faint trace of the communion wine on his breath. “Say it,” fantasy Father Damien growled. “Tell me you are my dirty little secret. Tell me you touch this cunt every night thinking of the man who is supposed to save your soul.”

Emma arched slightly, whispering, "Touch me baby... just like this." Alex's hand slipped inside, fingers moving over Emma's panties, feeling the damp warmth seeping through the fabric. She rubbed in gentle circles over the cotton, pressing against Emma's clit until it swelled under the touch. Emma moaned softly, her hand mirroring the path, dipping into Alex's waistband to stroke her slick folds, parting them tenderly to circle her entrance.

Sera ordered. "M-Miss! Please stop!" Amos held his breath, trying to control his body. But Sera deliberately accelerated her hands' movement. He wanted to let go, but had to hold on! Amos's cock reddened and enlarged, until he could not hold back the flow of thick liquid out of his cock. Sera grinned. "Didn't I tell you not to dirty my hands?" Amos took a breath, feeling relieved, but the next second he looked at Sera in horror. What had he done?!

Content Note: This chapter contains strong adult language, dominant/submissive themes, group sexual activity, public exposure, and dark feelings at the viewer’s discretion. "Look at her," the woman beside him hissed. "Look how easily she opens up." She straddled his thigh, grinding slowly. Her breasts brushed his chest. "You’re not even hard. How pathetic!" Jarvis was red and trembling silently from shame. The first man slid a finger into Amelia. She moaned…shamefully broken.

Emily is eighteen and has started developing a banging body, with perfect curves around her. The holiday had been going very well so far and we have enjoyed the week we have already spent here exploring and doing all the things you would expect from tourists and then at night retreating to the two side by side cabins we had rented. Tonight though Amy and myself had decided to stay out a bit later and have a few drinks, all night Amy had teased me, whispering into my ear the things she wanted me to do to her later so by the time we had left the bar I was about ready to tear her clothes off and fuck her in front of everyone there.

Exhausted, Abigail laid back on the desk huffing and moaning, her mind a happy fog and her entire being totally satisfied from being so thoroughly and fantastically fucked. Imam Tariq fell heavily into his chair, his arms limply hanging on the arms of the chair as he just stared at the sight before him, of the girl’s white legs spread wide in front of him and he groaned. Her gaping pussy red and raw with white, thick cream bubbling out slowly from deep within her and her flat belly heaving just above it as she recovered from their intense sex. Looking underneath her ass on the table, Imam Tariq saw that the prayer beads had almost completely disappeared between her asscrack, soaked in their

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.