Amish Erotica Novels & Stories

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

Emma moaned loud, her tied body jerking on the desk. "Harder, Daddy! Fuck my pussy harder!" she cried out, her perky tits shaking. I slapped her ass cheek with a loud crack, then pulled back and drove into Lila again, pounding her from behind while she ground her ass into me. Back and forth I went, alternating between the twins. Into Emma's tight pussy for a dozen hard thrusts, slapping her ass red, then yanking out to bury myself in Lila's wet cunt, pounding her curvy body while she moaned and begged.

My pussy lips stretched obscenely around his thick shaft, juices and leftover soap making everything slippery and nasty. Every time he bottomed out, the head of his cock kissed my cervix, sending shocks of pleasure-pain through me. He switched to my other breast, sucking and biting while one rough hand spanked my already sore ass. “Such a greedy little slut. Look at you taking every inch. Gonna make you squirt like a fountain.” The pressure built impossibly fast. My thighs shook violently around him. “David… I’m… oh god…” “That’s it. Cum on my cock, Ashley. Soak your brother-in-law like the filthy wife you are.”

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

She may have been crying so hard that one of her hands slipped down and touched her jewel's hot cut. Her body was automatically lifted when she felt her wet femininity. She knew what that meant because the dancers at the bar always talked about sex. She got up again but remained kneeling on the floor. She knew her eyes seemed to be on fire as she didn't take her gaze away from the man in front of her. She inserted her hand inside her undies. "Ungghhh ... Ahhhh!" She couldn't help but moan when a finger touched her wet opening. Her eyes were still tightly closed to what she was doing.

“I love sex. I love cocks ramming up inside me. I love getting tied up and spanked on my pussy. I love shaving myself so I can be perfectly bare all over just for you.” Frank answered each confession with a deep grunt of pleasure. He was losing it now and so was I. The prim Victorian bed squeaked beneath us. I jerked my hips up and up, desperate in my need, the knot of pleasure in my belly growing hotter and bigger until it exploded, bursting from my throat in a wail of release. Abandoning all propriety now, Frank bellowed rudely as he came into me: fuck oh fuck Eva fuck. Afterward we lay in each other’s arms, marveling again that each time brought something wonderful and new.

Bare-breasted, the girls tangled on the bed, their panties clinging together, soaking up the other's lusty juices. Their shapely, slender bodies rolled back and forth while each girl kneaded a sculptured tit in her hand. As they humped at each other, Amber shuddered with lust, feeling through their panties the swollen, wet lips of her cousin's mashed against her own. Eventually, Kimberly regained the higher ground, and her leg went probing between Amber's thighs. She pressed her knee to her cousin's slit, and they both gasped as the tension gathered in their bellies. They built a slow, erotic pace as they experimented, occasionally changing up the angle for maximum stimulation.

Another voice from the dark: "Let me touch her." Rome's grip tightened. Amara opened her eyes. It was Levi. Silent. Watching. Wanting. "Let him," she whispered. Rome looked up at her, shocked. Her cunt clenched around him. "Please." Levi stepped closer. His hand brushed her breast, and she moaned so loudly it made someone else groan. Then his fingers were between her thighs, rubbing where she needed it most. She fell apart. Her orgasm hit like a storm, tearing through her until her vision blurred. Rome cursed. He wasn’t far behind. She felt him spill inside her, hot and thick, and she didn’t stop riding until he was shaking.