Bestiality Erotica Novels & Stories

She had fantasized about it so many times and now she was finally doing it. She was having sex. Except not in the right hole and not with a handsome man. But within her numbed mind, it didn't matter that it was a monster fucking her. She had a cock in her craving body and she wanted more. The scout in front of Miri moved closer with his phallus fully erect and ready. He grabbed the young woman's left leg and lift it, pushing her hips a couple of centimeters back and the cock in her ass a little deeper. Miri moaned in utter bliss, not knowing that the best was yet to come. "You wouldn't believe how tight she is," said the creature that fucked her ass. The creature lifted her other leg as well

I was a mess of movements; sucking Jax, then turning to give Kael a handjob, my lips and hands interchangeable as I tried to please them both. Jax reached out, his hand wrapping around one of my breasts and slapping it rhythmically, while Kael leaned in to pinch my nipple, hard. "Mmm... K-Kael! Jax!" I sobbed, the dual stimulation sending my brain into a fuzz. I tried to slow my pace on Dante, but he wasn't having it. He gripped my waist from behind and thrust upward so fast and so deep that my hand instinctively flew to my clit. "A-AHHH!"

I was placed on the floor, my shorts being removed by Leo and my T-shirt being tossed aside by Elijah as both of them attacked my boobs each. I couldn't believe this. Both Father and son were feasting on me as my pussy got wetter. Leo took his hand downwards and began stroking my clit through my panties, teasing my hole as I arched my back. Elijah kept on feasting on my nipples like it was his favorite meal as I reached downwards for his cock through his trousers. I could feel him hardening in my hand as I moaned. "Fuck! You are so desirable and I want you too." Elijah removed his mouth from my nipples and whispered into my ears, biting my earlobe hard in the process.

Then his fingers are gone and his meaty cock is thrusting against my pussy, thrusting against my clit. I'm begging nonsensically at this point. He smiles down at me; it's obvious he enjoys the sensation of his dripping cock slipping against my own wetness. And then he's pushing in and out. It's rough and vicious. Like a barbarian, he bites my breast and pulls my hips closer to him by a violent grip of my ass. He wants to make me lose my mind as much as I want the same for him. This is fucking, primitive and fierce, and I never want to do it any other way again.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

Sasha reached up and played with my nipples, pulling and slapping them lightly while Dominic spanked my ass and pulled my hair. “Take it, you dirty little planner,” Dominic growled. “This is what you wanted. Two cocks wrecking your holes while we call you our cumslut.” “Yes! Harder!” I begged. “Use me. Breed me. Fill me up.” The dirty words kept coming. They called me every filthy name and I loved every second. Sasha sucked hard on my nipples while Dominic fucked my ass deep. The pressure built again until I exploded in the strongest orgasm yet. My whole body shook violently between them as I squirted all over Sasha’s strap-on.

Her skin glowed in the orange light. “Bataille,” he began, walking toward her slowly, “posits that the ultimate erotic act is one that mirrors death, a little death. A dissolution of the self through excess, through the violent breaking of boundaries.” He stopped inches from her. “Pain is one such boundary. The body’s warning system. To embrace it, to transform it into pleasure, is a profound transgression.” He reached out and took her hand, leading her not to the rug, but to his desk. He guided her to stand beside it.

And the beautiful girl was. Only now she had turned over and her perfect backside was on display and I found that JUST as fascinating as were the girl’s beautiful face and breasts. I let out an involuntary sigh and resumed my voyeuristic pastime. I was beginning to feel an erotic itch, deep between my legs as I continued to stare and contemplated what I might do next. I felt like a sleazy peeping Tom. Obviously, I thought, I should just close the sliding glass windows and leave for dinner…or a drink…or anything to get my mind off this lovely creature that had me so confused and excited.

President Cole shoved a rough hand under her ass, yanking her hips up so he could slam even deeper, grunting like a beast as he fucked her like a disposable cum-rag. “Take it, you nasty fucking bitch,” he snarled, cock brutalizing her raw pussy. “Ahhh! Fuck, yes! Ohhh, gawd!” Letty screamed, her pussy getting absolutely wrecked with every brutal thrust, her walls squeezing his dick like a vise.

He stood up from where he sat across from me, and walked to where I sat, used his knee to spread my thighs apart, revealing me clean shaven pink pussy. I swallowed hard. His hands stoked my face again, but this time I didn’t slap it away, my body arched to his touch. “By the way my belly hangs, by the way my body smell, and I breathe heavier after one step.” “And yet,” he said sliding his thick finger between my slick fold. “Your body wants the beast, not the prince.” I gasped. “Don’t pretend you’re different,” he whispered in my ear, breath heavy and hot. “You want to be broken by something ugly. Something you can’t control.”