Romans & histoires Birth Erotica

I tapped on another picture of me sitting against the wall in a set of black lacy lingerie with my legs spread apart. I was holding a small silver vibrator against my underwear. “Just send both, stupid!” She smirked. I raised my eyebrows at her. “What? Might as well. It’ll give him some different options when he looks at your pictures to, ya know”—she made a jerking motion by her pelvis—“come.” " You can't just leave the poor man to stare at just one photo, can you? There's a reason p**n videos are long and dynamic" Angela said, still staring at the photos, scrolling and swiping through the numerous photos we took.

The free swing of her breasts added extra zest to her state of excitement— especially when Dina took a moment to play with them, making her nipples spark with want. Lorraine lay down with her knees up, her feet planted on the vinyl cushion, and her clitty on fire. A heartbeat later, Dr. Melling’s erogenous ass hovered above her face. She clasped the divine, sensitive cheeks, and pulled Dina into a sitting position. She felt the sizzle between her own legs as she began to lick the sweet furrow— Dina’s perfectly poised slit. Her ears went erect when she heard a sigh as crisp as the abandoned notebook: the

You will encounter moments of intense passion, where the boundaries of pleasure are pushed to their limits, and instances of raw brutality, where the darkest aspects of human nature are laid bare. As you navigate this journey, you will be confronted with the raw intensity of BDSM, where the balance of pain and pleasure is a delicate art. You will witness the power dynamics of manipulation and submission, where control can be both a weapon and a gift. And you will be drawn into the irresistible allure of the forbidden, where the thrill of danger heightens every touch, every whisper, every breath.

His hands slid down her body, his touch firm and confident, as he guided her to the edge of the couch. Sadile felt a thrill of excitement as she realized what was about to happen, her body responding to the anticipation with a hunger that surprised even her. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, as Travis positioned himself before her, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her heart flutter. She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene.

My pulse hammered in my ears as I flipped it open near the middle while my eyes scanned the elegant handwriting across the pages. "She is just twenty, shy, innocent the type of girl who smiles so innocently when someone looks at her tits for so long. I want to ruin that innocence slowly and filthy. Spread her legs wide on my desk and teach her how to take every inch of my cock down to her tight throat until she gags and drools, spit running down her chin. I want to watch her pussy stretch around me while she cries and calls me daddy, begging me to pump her full of cum until her belly swells with my baby and everyone knows who owns that cunt of hers." Heat rushed straight to my face, then dri

She was already drenched, her slick coating her fingers the instant she touched herself. She began to rub, her eyes fixed on the scene inside. Every time Ryder drove into her mother, Ruth-Ann echoed the rhythm with her fingers. She imagined it was her on that bed. She imagined Ryder's large hands in her hair, his weight pressing her down, his cock stretching her open. "Oh yes!" Bethany cried, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Right there! Don't stop!" "Yeah... I'm close too," Ryder breathed, his pace unraveling, his thrusts tightening into something faster, more erratic.

He fed his cock into her mouth again, slow and deep, letting her set the pace as she bobbed on the dildo. Jade straddled the bed behind her, hands roaming—pinching nipples, slapping Lila’s ass lightly, then harder, until her skin bloomed pink. The rhythm built: Lila grinding down on the toy, rising up, sinking again; Victor fucking her mouth in lazy thrusts; Jade’s fingers occasionally reaching under to circle her clit. Minutes or hours—she lost track—until she was sobbing around Victor’s cock, so close, so desperate. “Please,” she gasped when he pulled out to let her breathe. “Please let me come.”

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

“My knot is swelling for you. When I cum, it’s going to lock us together. Stretch you even wider and trap every drop of my seed deep inside this fertile omega womb.” The thought of being knotted and bred sent another wave of heat through me. I was still trembling from my orgasm, but my body responded instinctively, pussy fluttering and trying to pull him deeper. “Please… Alpha… knot me,” I begged shamelessly, tears of pleasure streaming down my face. “Fill me with your cum. Breed your slave.”