Bestiality Erotica Novels & Stories

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.”

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

“Fuck, you two are my fantasy. Kara, play with her tits too. Make her moan for me.” I reached out and cupped Thea’s bouncing breasts, rubbing her nipple between my fingers. “How’s that, Thea? You like it?” She whimpered, pulling off my nipple with a pop. “Yes! Harder, Kara. Just like that." Adam’s voice was husky now. “That’s it. Kara, come sit on my face. I need to eat that pussy.” "W-what?" My eyes went wide. "Yes, come here." I wanted to hesitate, but my body already moved on instinct. “Are you sure? I don’t want to–"

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

“Always.” Erotica 2.

Even a good dog will bite if he is bullied, not to mention the wolf in him. He pressed his shame and retaliated by coming up to Letitia's ear and lowering his voice: "Baby, let me in ......" The pussy that encased his sex contracted and twisted tightly at once, and the canal seemed to secrete more water, which kept flowing out from the connection, leaving a slippery wetness between her legs. The omega's reaction in an erotic affair was ever so honest and unconcealed. "That's not even close to - mmm!" Letitia had barely finished her sentence when the sexual organ inside her suddenly broke dominantly through the genital cavity inside her womb, invading a tip, and her body instantly shuddered h

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

The dirty words, the forbidden reality of who he was, and the way he owned my body pushed me closer and closer to the edge. “I’m going to fill you up,” he growled, thrusting harder, deeper. His voice took on a darker, primal edge. “I’m going to breed this tight little cunt. Pump you full of my cum until it’s dripping out of you. You want that? You want me to knock you up while your best friend has no idea?” His absolutely filthy words were my undoing. My walls clenched around him violently as my orgasm crashed over me. I came hard, screaming his name, my body shaking in the cuffs as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

Readers should be aware of explicit sexual content, intense BDSM themes with a focus on power imbalance, graphic depictions of physical and psychological domination, extreme kink practices including bondage, cock torture, edging, sounding, electro-stimulation, fisting, watersports, double penetration, nipple clamping, ball busting, and deep throat training, strong verbal degradation and humiliation, potential triggers related to authority figures and forced submission in a fantasy context, public exposure risks, sensory overload from sweat and bodily fluids, emotional distress from forbidden dynamics, and the presence of prolonged overstimulation and post-orgasm continuation, all of which ma