Bully Erotica Novels & Stories

I stutter and close my thigh together, only for my swollen and wet cunt lips to rub together and elicit a new sensation in my core. What is this? “Just fingering Lydia by the pool side” Kandy says dirtily and my jaw drops open, a moan slipping out instead of a protest and I see my step daddy's jaw tick. He fold his fingers into a fist like he's holding back, he looks so sexy like that. “Kandy that's inappropriate, Lydia is a good girl” he says, sounding like he's restraining himself from yelling at us but Kandy's smile only widen. The tension between the two of them causes my pussy to pulse again with an even stronger want and wronger need…raw and dirty.

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

The angle was different, deeper, hitting places that made her see stars. She set a punishing pace, riding him with a frenzied abandon, using his body for her pleasure. Her tits bounced in her lace bra with every downstroke. Her head fell back, tendons cording in her neck. Julius held her hips, guiding her, helping her slam down onto him, the sound of their bodies meeting a wet, rhythmic slap that echoed in the quiet room. “You like this?” she panted, looking down at him, her eyes glazed. “You like your bully being your little slut? Your fucktoy?”

Fucking hell. I start moving slow at first, and then soon, I pick up the pace as I bounce hard, ass slapping against her thighs, lost in the wet heat and her constant stream of praise and filth. “Fuck, look at that greedy pussy swallowing me. So shy in the world, but such a desperate little cum-slut for your succubus.” Lira’s voice is low, wanton in a way that makes me want to cum right there and then. My nipples feel tight, hard, and when she rubs her tail against it, I feel like my heart is going to force its way out through my throat.

Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing. She bit her lip hard to stop a moan from escaping. Her body was on fire, sexually frustrated and desperate for relief. The lecture dragged on, every minute feeling like torture. She kept checking the clock, counting down the seconds until class ended so she could rush back to her dorm room and use her vibrator.

The cry broke out from her mouth "What ? You aren't willing to scream for help anymore?" I mocked before handing two more punishing slaps to her ass.... Her whimpers sent hot white pleasure to my member This wasn't enough... I wanted to see all of her, touch all of her... I flipped her so her face was to me, her tear stricken face but i didn't care , she belongs to me and fuck if I won't claim what's mine I ripped at her shirt and flung her bra out of the way , I squeezed her lush breasts in my palm, they were soft and warm ,i pinched hard on her nipples twisting them between my fingers

The woman was getting her pussy impaled by this scaly-balled animal from another dimension, but she could not deny the pleasure he was given her, and her screams testified this, as she reached down to rub her own clitty. Whilst viewing this amazing scene, Dorian’s mind wondered, and he thought about his own sexual fantasies. If he was being totally honest, he’d never really been into kinky sex, or dominant or submissive stuff, or even voyeurism.

She had lived and been brought up among those whose extravagant lifestyle allowed them to experiment with sensuality, refining it, glorifying it: the touch of cruelty, the hint of mystery, the realisation that a shiver of fear could give an adrenaline rush as fierce as a snort of amyl nitrate. Tayte controlled himself with an effort. He moved away from her and lay flat on his back on the straw. Now it was Armina’s turn to be mouthed. He held up his arms and she slipped between them, thighs spread open, a knee each side of his body. She still wore her white shirt. The buttons were undone all the way down, breasts jutting from the opening. Tayte supported her above him, examining those tip-til

I blew the hair out of my face but my efforts were to no use. Unexpectedly, Ryder placed my unruly strands away from my face and I averted eye contact. "Thankyou." I say. "You look horrible, why would you go out of the house like that." Well that hurt, I thought I looked nice. My eyes welled up and I tried to get out of his hold. "Stop." He said and held me in place. "Why so you could bully me even more." I retorted, he smiled at me as if proud that I stood up to him. It was rare to see Ryder smile, it was so genuine and showed another side of him. Doesn't erase the fact that he's a psycho who feeds off my pain.

I say " Till when are you going to let people walk all over you Raine," she asks and I frown. It is not like I want people to walk all over me. it's not like I put up a sign that says bully me on my forehead. they just like bullying men they just pick on me for no reason. I don't even know what to do " It's not like I say I like it, " I say anger in my voice " But you act like it " she yells before stomping off out of the lunch room. people stare at us because of the scene that unfolds and I see Johanne looking at me with a smirk.