Cerita Dewasa Nyokap Novels & Stories

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Content Warning: This book is intended for adult audiences (18+) only. It contains explicit sexual content, adult language, and pwp themes. Author’s Note Greetings, lovely readers! Welcome to the world of Sasicha. I am an erotic fiction author hailing from Thailand—the land of boundless imagination and tropical heat. For this project, I invite you to leave behind everything you thought you knew about the classic fairy tale of Snow White. In my version, we’re stripping away the fluff and diving straight into a P**n Without Plot (PWP) experience.

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That’s what made the cage so much fun, as it effectively ruined his ability to enjoy the one thing he wanted the most. “Alright, time to sit on it. I want to see you ride it.” “Oh. Yes, mistress. Okay. I can try.” he said, clearly nervous. “Have you ever taken anything in your ass before, slave?” “Yes. Only a finger, and small toys.” he said. I could tell he was telling that truth, as he was such an eager pervert that he’d have told me his innermost secrets without inhibition.

(This time around,I will be more focused on the storyline rather than the smut,Sorry guys 😢) Intended for mature audiences only (18+).Proceed only if you consent to dark, unrestrained erotic fiction. ---- Rowan's pov Campus legend, that’s what they called me in the dorms and locker rooms. The one who’ll suck you dry in the library , behind the gym, or in this exact filthy bathroom if you’re hard and willing. Rowan Davis: easy, shameless, and always down I hated feelings or any form of attachment. I only did cock.

“I knew you’d look so fucking good taking Daddy’s cock.” Mr. Collins started moving again, with slow and delibrate, deep rolls of his hips that made his thick cock hit every sensitive inch inside me. The wet, sound of my pussy sucking him in and out filled the shower. Ria’s fingers pinched and rolled my nipples while she kissed and sucked on my neck, leaving little marks.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

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My holes gaped when they pulled out for a moment, red and swollen and leaking. My voice was raw from screaming their names and begging for more, my mind flooded with wild, untameable thoughts. ‘I’m John’s wife but I’m their slut now. I love how full I feel. I love being used like this. I was never meant to be pure—I was made for this corruption.’ John stroked himself faster, eyes wild with pride and lust, his cock leaking steadily. “That’s my wife. Look at you taking three cocks like you were born for it. Come for me again, Ava. Show me how much you love being ruined on our wedding night. Show me the dirty little whore I married.”

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

It was the video of me on my bed with my knees up, screaming my husband's name while I shoved my fingers into my tight, dripping hole. A man sat in a deep leather chair, his back to us. He was a mountain of a man, even broader than Sin. His long pitch-black hair was pulled into a tight ponytail, and I could see the thick corded muscles of his neck. His left hand held a glass of bourbon, his pinky ring flashing in the firelight. His right hand was busy between his legs, moving in a rhythmic, heavy motion. He was jerking his cock to my p**n video. This made my cheeks turn red hot.