Ashley Erotica Novels & Stories

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

Maybe by letting another man bang her, she would at least feel even with Karl because that bastard slept with Lucia too. 'You're not the only one who could do it. I can too...' she murmured depressingly inside her heart, while slowly feeling a hard thing going into her hole and the man on top of her began to thrust steadily. *** The next morning, Ashley woke up to find herself being in a strange place. She had only a vague memory of what happened last night. Something heavy was leaning on her back and when she turned around, she saw a fine-looking man lying behind her. One of his hands was wrapped around her waist. As if that was not shocking enough, she also found that they both were naked

"Catching feelings was inevitable." Ashley groans, dragging her hand down her face. "Ugh, I know. But I was hoping I could just keep them buried. Just... enjoy our really great time together." "You mean the threesomes with the strippers?" Chelsea teases. "They haven't all been strippers," Ashley fires back, quick to defend herself. "Just a few. And don't sleep on them. They're super flexible. Believe it or not, Gray likes—" I slap my hands over my ears. "If I hear one more detail, I'm going to throw up."

NOTE : THIS CHAPTER CONSIST OF EXPOSED EROTIC S*X STUFF AND SCENE, PLEASE KINDLY SKIP IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE SCENE OF IVY AND DAMON TOGETHER. STRICTLY~ RATED 🔞🔞 I REPEAT , SKIP IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT, PLEASE ‼️‼️ Her hand was still on his shaft so Damon started guiding it to move up and down , stroking his d**k through his pants.

I added. Ashley shivered, and she fluttered her eyelashes a few times, which was as a means of composing herself together. "I only did that because he's hot. Orlan is sexy and I need him for just my sexual desire." She shamelessly declares. I shake my head sideways, and with that, I move away from her. "I'm glad that you noticed that he's handsome," I smirk. This time Ashley closed the distance between the both of us. "Can I borrow him for tonight? I want to know how it feels to fuck an immortal." She whispers close to my ear.

His other hand moved down to her pussy, and he started to rub her clitoral area gently. "Oh, fuck," Olivia cried out, her body writhing in pleasure. Asher continued to suck and bite her nipples while fingering her pussycat. He could feel her getting closer and closer to orgasm. "Come for me, Olivia," Asher commanded. Olivia obeyed, her body shaking as she came hard. Asher didn’t stop; he kept fingering her pussycat, making her come again and again. "Fuck, Asher," Olivia moaned, her body spent.

Asher smirked and continued pressing himself against me, “cybersex, real sex, phone sex. Shit, I’ll write you letters like Sierra will write Kate if that’s what it takes.” I pushed myself against Asher, “no fucking letters. I need to hear your voice, hear those fucking nasty thing you say to me.” “What will you do?” Asher said, moving us to the bed. I whispered in his ear, “I will touch myself, while you call me. I will fucking pretend it’s you touching me and I will cum so fucking hard for you.” Asher placed me on the bed, “show me.” Asher sat behind me, my head resting against his chest. I removed my pants and he spread my legs with his hands, while my hand went right to my core.

he growled. She barely got her feet under her before he spun her again, bent her over the tattoo bench, and kicked her legs wide. The cool bench pressed against her nipples; the position left her completely exposed. Ace leaned over her back, cock sliding through her soaked folds, teasing, not entering. “Beg,” he whispered against her ear. Ashley pushed back, trying to take him, and he pulled away with a dark laugh. “Uh-uh. Use your words, queen. Tell me exactly what you want.”

She’s going down on my step daughter as though she was born to do it, and – if Jess’ lust-filled cries are any indication – she’s damn good at it. Ashley is still on her tiptoes, and her lithe legs are starting to shake. I can tell she’s getting close to orgasm, but she doesn’t slow her ravishing of Jess, not even for a moment. Jess is vibrating too, and her manicured fingers are wrapped around her own ankles as she pulls her legs back, baring every inch of herself to Ashley’s tongue and my eyes. The need to succumb to pleasure builds inside of myself, yet I press onward, determined to finish giving Ashely the fucking of her lifteime before I let go.

Aiden's breath grew ragged, his teeth grazing her earlobe as he whispered obscenities that sent bolts of pleasure straight to her core. Their bodies were slick with sweat, their heartbeats echoing through the room like a primal drum. The wall creaked under the force of their passion, but neither cared. All that mattered was the intense connection that bound them together, the raw, animalistic need that consumed them both. Ashley's eyes rolled back in her head, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she felt the first waves of climax begin to build.