Arab Erotica Novels & Stories

Arabella was already waiting for me with her bra off, displaying her beautiful breasts to my eyes and seemingly calling out to me. "You... took it off first?" I asked a stupid question but couldn't think of anything else as I was stunned by my girlfriend's sudden initiative. He looked embarrassed but nodded while looking at me doubtfully. "You said you wanted to continue from earlier, right? So...." I immediately touched the tops of Arabella's breasts, which immediately let out an erotic-sounding sigh. I swallowed, realizing that what I was experiencing now was much better than the fantasy that had crossed my mind while driving earlier. Arabella's face looks much more beautiful, and the soft

He does the same on the other leg, slower this time so it dries while he’s still applying it, raising goose bumps in its wake and shooting a nerve tentacle of plea- sure to the peak of my clitoris. The rising carries on its journey and I fill my chest with breath to meet it at the tip of my nipple before it retreats back to my pussy. He’s on to a brush now. He swirls my Japanese sable bamboo onto the wet charcoal block, round and round until it’s good and swollen with moisture. He bids me to unfurl my knees and lie back like a Vitruvian man.

Ara smiled back politely. The night seems to be dreadful rather than enjoyable for Ara. She did appreciate the new experience but the place really is not meant for her. If only Erikka hadn’t begged her for real she wouldn’t even think about coming to a place where so much indecency is going on. After the last shot of whatever Ronald had served her she searched for Erikka who had been dancing with another guy she found cute. “Erikka!” she called out loud. She couldn’t see the faces of the people on the dance floor. It’s too dark and the lights are blinding her sight. “Damn it, Erikka. Where the hell are you?” she mumbled to herself. Feeling the call of nature she climbs off the stool to go on

She knew the desire was already obvious on her face as well so she didn't hesitate to do as he said. She began to grind and even brought her protruding jewel closer to his masculinity while still sitting on it. She moved to rub her femininity with only thin panties covering it. She was not afraid to do that because she knew that his maleness was also lifeless because of his condition. His two hands were holding her waist again to help her move her body against him. "Damn! Aaaghhhh!" his violent growl was quite loud.

ARIA The collar felt heavier than it looked. Thick black leather, discreet enough to pass as edgy fashion during the day but with a small silver ring in front where Vesper clipped the leash. I stood in their warehouse again the next afternoon, heart hammering so hard I could taste it. A small remote-controlled egg vibrator buzzed low inside my pussy on the lowest setting—just enough to keep me wet and aching. No panties under the short sundress. The hem barely covered my ass.

His jaw tightened when she bent over her computer. Tonight, she thought everyone had gone home. Aria slipped her hand under her skirt. She pulled her panties aside and touched her slick folds. Her fingers circled her clit. She moaned softly at first. The pleasure built quickly. She imagined Thorne’s strong hands on her body. Her fingers moved faster. "Thorne," she moaned. "Fuck me, please."

The lewd, dirty photos left nothing to the imagination — her tits and open cunt-hole on full display for other men to see and lust over. We had fantastic sex that night. When the opportunity came for her to appear in her first proper porno film, I agreed to accompany her and watch. I stood behind the lights and cameras as Kamilla lay there wantonly on the bed, her pussy on full display and her lovely soft tits exposed to Carl, the male stud.

Amara bit her lip hard, trying not to make noise. The other girls were watching through the big window; Sophia and Riley, faces pressed close, and eyes wide. Daniel turned the vibe higher. Her hips twitched. She hated it. Her body started getting wet anyway, the squelching sound loud in the quiet room. “See that?” he said, loud enough for the others to hear. “Doctor’s cunt likes being opened up.” Amara shook her head, tears leaking through . “I hate you.” “Good.” He left the speculum in and the vibe buzzing while he unzipped his pants. His cock came out, thick and heavy. He stroked it a couple times, then climbed between her spread legs. The stirrups kept her wide open for him and gaping.

“Every time you stood behind me at those events, I wondered how big you are. How you’d stretch me open.” Roman groaned and sucked harder on her nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud. His fingers kept working her pussy through the soaked lace, rubbing tight circles on her clit. The pressure was perfect, firm but not enough to make her come yet. He was edging her deliberately. “Then take what you want, beautiful,” he said, voice rough. “Grind that wet pussy on me. Let me feel how bad you need it.” Amara rolled her hips faster, pressing down harder on the massive bulge in his pants. The friction against her clit made her thighs tremble. Wetness leaked through her panties onto the front of

My panties are entirely soaked through with my juice, and I rub my clit as I watch the way she licks his cock. “Good girl…” Felix hisses as his hips buck upwards. Lara pulls back and I watch the way she straightens her back and pushes her big breasts together. “Damn baby, where did you learn that from?” Felix asks in a strained voice as Lara envelops his cock with her breasts. “I saw it in a film…wanted to do it for you, big brother” she says and I groan as she spits on it. Her saliva dribbles down to the head of the cock peaking from between her breasts.