Bully Erotica Novels & Stories

I got too impatient and switched the narrative, I cupped her breasts with my hand, pinching hard on it. Her eyes shot at me, a warning sign but she moaned still, losing control for a second, I thrust hard from beneath, and her whole body bounced on me, her boobs jiggling in unison. Her eyes shut close and she was screaming my name, I knew my mum was only being decent by not coming over to stop us. “Cum for me Red, let's do it together” She obeyed, spiraling out of control, our bodies Met and our voices echoed across the room, maybe the whole house even

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

I moaned loud, pushing back, taking every inch. “Fuck— Tyler— so tight,” he growled, voice wrecked. “Harder,” I begged, gripping the edge of the island. “Breed your best friend’s boy. Fill me up.” He started pounding me like an animal—deep, rough strokes that made the island shake and my cock slap wetly against my abs. Every thrust hit my prostate perfectly. I was leaking all over the floor, moaning like a whore, loving how dirty this was. “Gonna cum— Uncle Ryan— I’m gonna—”

“We’ll come back to this” He pulled out two slim bottles next. “Lubricants. Both claim to increase sensitivity” A slow grin spread across his face. “These are definitely getting used” Finally, he lifted the last item… it was a pair of black leather ankle cuffs that matched the ones already on her wrists. The metal hardware jingled softly as he dangled them. “And these” he said, eyes locking on hers, “are perfect”

Erica replied between moans as she started getting closer to cumming, having absolutely no idea anything like that would happen that day. “Oooooohhh....” Ed said as he came again before he pulled out of Erica and sat back on Darla’s chair before both of the sexy woman sat on his lap, “I can’t fuck anymore right now. My abs are burnin’ and I’m outta man sauce.” “Man sauce?! Haha!!” Erica exclaimed before her and Darla busted out into laughter and smiled back at him.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

She said, and gave a signal to the girls around. I tried to struggle but their sheer quantity was too much for me. A rope came into my line of sight, and my hands were pulled behind me. “I made sure the teacher wouldn’t be hear anytime soon.” Her slippery voice floated into my ears. I was tied down, and there was way to call for help. A gag was placed in my mouth, and Kenna stared at me, like she was looking at a prized possession. “I have wondered if fat people were truly sexy.” A dark smirk came on her lips, and dread instantly filled me. I shook my head frantically but my pleas were ignored.

The whole day had been hectic. I took out a bottle of wine and poured myself some. I dropped onto the cushions, remote in hand, and flicked on the TV. Mindless noise to fill the silence. I scrolled through channels, news, reruns, some late night talk shows until I landed on a movie. One of those erotic thrillers, the kind with dim lighting and heavy breathing. I almost changed it, but the scene caught me. A woman alone in a lavish room, silk robe slipping off her shoulder, her hand trailing down her body as soft music swelled.

Bully came up the stairs and on his way to the dark room, he heard the water running in the restroom and he thought someone has left the tap on since Eros was not even around. But getting closer, he heard moans from the bath and the slap of skin against skin. His first thought was to turn around and walk away, but curiosity got the best of him and he decided to take a little peek. He slowly opened the door to the bath to a crack, knowing that whoever they were would be so engrossed in their sexual escapade to notice that someone was sneaking in a look. He peep and saw Carlos banging a female, doggy style.

Did it again, and again, edging her until tears pricked her eyes. “Say it,” he ordered. “Tell me what you are.” “I’m your slut,” she gasped. “I’m your dirty little slut please fuck me.” He slammed in. One hard thrust buried him to the hilt. Chloe cried out, half pain, half pleasure. He was thick, stretching her wide. Her walls fluttered around him. He didn’t give her time to adjust. He pulled back and drove in again, deep, brutal strokes that rocked her body. Her legs wrapped around his waist, nails raked down his back. The couch creaked under them. Skin slapped against skin, wet, loud, and every thrust hit deep, making her gasp.