Novel & Cerita Anal Erotica

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

Rachel felt her body reach another level of arousal. She was about to let a perfect stranger not only fuck her, but fuck her tight ass. Thankfully she loved anal sex. She watched as he removed one condom and slid on another and then approached her, still on all fours. She bent down and allowed him to access her tight pucker and gasped when the cold lubricant dripped onto her hole. He massaged it in gently and slid a finger tentatively inside. Just the small amount of penetration made her gasp and want to play with her clit. There was no way for him to know that playing with her ass was the easiest way to make her explode.

The stretch had transformed into a deep, rolling pleasure, a sensation that built in her core alongside the throbbing ache in her pussy. Sasha leaned forward, her free hand reaching to caress Abegail’s back, then sliding lower to circle Abegail’s swollen, neglected clit. “Double the pleasure, bestie,” Sasha whispered, her fingers providing a counterpoint to the deep anal pounding. “Feel him in your ass, and my touch on your pussy.”

I could feel my clit throbbing in time with her slowing fingers. Rina’s gaze dropped to my chest, then lower, like she could see how wet I was through my jeans. A slow, wicked little smile curved her mouth. She didn’t close her legs. If anything, she spread them wider, letting me see everything—her puffy outer lips, the glistening pink inside, the way her fingers glistened with her own cream. “You like watching me fuck myself?” she asked, voice low and teasing. She gave her fingers a lazy pump, just once, and moaned softly at the sound it made. “You’re not running away, so… I think you do.”

She can't let him see that through her jeans because she has the thinnest panties on. Aria sits back down after her failed attempts to reach anyone, but there’s something in the air; across from her is the sexiest man she has ever seen, and now he’s staring, with visible, foggy breath coming out of his mouth, fiery eyes and Aria’s initial thoughts were coming back, like if this man should take her right here against this cold glass walls. How would it feel? Maybe her cold will vanish, maybe it will relieve her stress from the week, or maybe this will be her best fuck ever, and there will be no coming back from it.

Pete groaned as William grabbed the nape of his neck and stared lustfully into his eyes. “You hear me? This hole belongs to me now.” “Yes—yes! Yours—fuck—yours!” William moaned. The bathroom was filled with the slick sound of skin against skin, muffled groans and their heavy breathing. Pete reached and grabbed William’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts, fast and rough. “Come for me,” Pete growled. “Do it, ballet boy.” And William did. Biting his forearm to keep from screaming, his body convulsing around Pete’s cock so tight it nearly dragged Pete over the edge with him.

I just whimpered, sobbed and begged with broken sounds. He leaned down, chest to my back, weight pinning me into the bed, mouth at my ear. “You love this, don’t you?” He murmured softly. “Love being fucked like my dirty little girl.” “Yes… God… yes…” His free hand snaked around. Found my clit. Pinched it. Rolled it. Rubbed fast and rough. I shattered again. Harder than before. My pussy clamped down like a vice, pulsing and milking him. My whole body shook. Tears soaked the pillow. I screamed his name until my throat burned.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

Pretending, trying not to imagine crawling under the desk and begging him to fuck my mouth while we try to stay quiet. By noon I was feral, wild, wet. I walked, staggered, but composed, to the executive restroom. My body was trembling with need. I stormed inside the restroom, pulled my skirt all the way to my stomach, shoved my panties down and immediately thrusted my fingers inside my pussy. I clutched hard on the doors handle fingering myself like a lunatic. I started with two fingers, then three, palm rubbing furiously against my clit with bruising force consecutively. I couldn’t stop I just wanted to dull the ache. “Fuck, Eric...” I whispered, trying not to be too loud. I pictured him be

Elena pressed one finger inside me, slowly and carefully. “Oh… Fuck.” I moaned. “That’s it,” she murmured. “Let me in.” She added a second finger, stretching me further. The burn was sharp at first, then melted into something hot and overwhelming. Elena pumped her fingers slowly, twisting and curling, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust. My cock leaked steadily onto the desk, my moans growing louder. “Oh fuck, Elena.” When she pulled her fingers out, I almost protested. Then I heard the soft sound of her stepping into something. I glanced back and saw the black strap-on she had taken from the drawer, the thick silicone cock. Elena coated it with more lube, her eyes locked on mine.