Novel & Cerita Birth Erotica

Chapter 158 Breeding Ceremony. Lila’s POV The altar still pulsed beneath me as Azrael lifted my cum-swollen body into his arms. My belly felt so heavy now, rounded and tight, sloshing with load after load of his glowing demonic seed. Every step he took made it shift inside me, sending fresh waves of filthy pleasure through my core. I clung to his neck, face buried against his warm obsidian skin, breathing in that intoxicating scent of smoke, sex, and pure corruption.

“Look how easily you spread your legs for me. You never wanted to win that chase, did you?” She shook her head once. He increased the volume. Her cries echoed in the quiet space. Her face was currently red as fuck but it seemed like she couldn’t look away anymore, somehow transfixed by the screen. He slid one hand between her legs from behind. She was soaked again. Watching the footage back, he hadn’t even realized she was begging him to cum inside her. He chuckled, the sound low in her ear. “Look how badly you were begging to be bred.” Her legs clenched around his fingers. “That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pret

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

Oh, I smell your sweet arousal and it’s so freaking divine. Oh, baby... lift your butt off the bed and slide your hand over your pussy, over your cute panties and feel your own damp arousal. Keep playing with your breasts with one hand and caress your crotch with the other. Do you feel that wonderful fluttering in your belly... and that crazy craving? Oh, fuck... you’re making me so horny watching you do this. Now slide your hand down inside your panty and dip into that sweet wetness, let your fingers slide over and dance around on your sensitive pussy lips. Yes, that’s it. That is so fucking it. Now slide in your other hand and push your panties down your shapely thighs, now kick them off c

He grabbed her left breast and massaged her nipples slowly as he took it in his mouth, and sucked it hard, making slow movements, kissing every side of it and moved to her right breast; sucked hard on them, and with every kiss on her breast, Aria kept moaning this time they came out more like little cries. “I finish you, when I want to, Aria,” he said breaking his ‘boob feast’ every second. “And I don’t like to be kept waiting,” Aria countered in a low whisper. He turned her over again by her movement so Aria could sit on his shaft, but she avoided it because of her dripping flesh down there.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know her very well. "It's not the scenes you need to highlight, but the story patterns they use," explains Ben, "Almost all local eroticism stories have bed scenes in common." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same story, revolving around crotch matters.

He moved closer and, still fondling his bulge, Karen sat back in the chair, one leg thrown over the other, squeezing her thighs together to bring pressure to bear on her clitoris. There was something powerfully erotic about the glorious interior of Blackwood Towers. Generations of Burnets had fucked there — not only husbands and wives but, no doubt, a multitude of illicit lovers as well. It was as if the tumescence, liquid arousal and violent pleasure of these people from the past had impregnated the walls. She could almost see them dressed in period costume, ruffles and lace, trooped skirts and powdered wigs. Her mind slipped notches, filled with swirling coloured lights and images of forni

He shot long stringers of cum directly into her womb, the cum was so much that Athena’s womb protruded in a matter of seconds and soon, the sticky fluid sprayed through the tight opening between his cock and her stretched pussy. “We can breed them too, do you think they can carry our babies?” The beast asked its friend as he pulled his cock out of Athena and knelt right beside her. “Oh my! That’s so much fucking cum.” Athena said excitedly as she lifted the lower part of her body and watched with fascination as the beast’s sperm leaked from her pussy and formed a puddle between her thighs. No man has ever filled her up with so much cum before. This was a first for her.

“Back on the bed. Panties off.” I smirked and climbed onto the mattress, lying back, my legs parting slightly. “You gonna make this good?” “Better than good,” he said, kneeling between my legs, his hands spreading my thighs wider. “You’re gonna scream my name again.” He pressed the vibrator against my clit, not turning it on yet, just teasing, the cool silicone making me shiver. “Aaron, come on.” “Patience,” he responded, clicking the remote. The vibrator hummed to life, low and steady, sending a jolt through me. “Fuck, you’re already wet.”