Cerita Dewasa Toko Novels & Stories

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

"You haven't had a wax or a facial since before you were pregnant with Pennayyy. Yes, right there. Don't stop, you little fucker. Lick it. Lick it good. Suck this pussy just like you should." Addy ran The Hedonism Spa, the best private spot for miles. Clearly, she practiced what she preached. "Should I call back when you're finished?" I asked flatly. "No... no... I'm almost close," she gasped. I heard a muffled grunt from a man. "Oh, Baljitttttt. More tongue, yes." A few seconds of frantic groaning followed before a man's voice came through, thick with an Indian accent and heavy satisfaction. "Hmmm, my little munchkin, you had a large one, heh."

As they walked into the store, Elias noted how dim the lighting was, and saw that there was cardboard in all of the windows, making it impossible for someone to look into the store, and see what was happening. At the front of the store were racks of lingerie and other costume type clothing. Along the walls were display cases and racks holding various toys and sex paraphernalia. This was Elias's first time in an adult sex store, and he hadn't been sure what to expect. As he continued to look around, Elias also noted that the store was void of customers. Elias immediately felt disappointment, though, when he looked to the front corner of the store where the cash register was located, and found

And I’ve really got to stop feeling hot every time he does. He holds the door open for me as we walk into the sex store. Gunna’s ‘P POWER’, playing through the overhead speaker, fill our ears immediately like a welcome gift. I gasp at the sight before me: it’s like stepping into a fortress of sin. Every shelf is lined with all kinds of sex toys; each section seems to harbor a special, horrifying kind of deviancy. “Shibari? What the fuck is that?” I ask, staring at the assorted types of ropes.

On the laptop Christian was still pounding Anastasia into the mattress, her cries matching the wet squelch of my own fingers A sharp ping cut through the moment. I groaned in frustration, pulling my soaked fingers free and grabbing my phone. Zane’s name lit up the screen. I tapped the message and a photo filled it...his hard cock, flushed and veined, the pink head glistening with a fat bead of precum that trailed down the shaft. My pussy clenched hard at the sight. Below the image his text read: “He misses his hot, sexy girl" I typed back with one hand while the other slipped back into my panties, two fingers pushing straight into my soaked pussy.

"Alone at Last" TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. " Xavier's POV " For months she had been my obsession.

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’m watching this sex carnival from the margins. The room is color saturated and molten, light sliding over costumes that gleam like liquid. A woman with orange hair in a beetle-black catsuit is giving head to a guy reclining in an elaborate leather chair raised on chrome scaffolding. His wide-spread legs are hooked over padded arms. His eyes are closed. The chair makes me think of my last gynecological exam. I asked her not to use K-Y because it gives me a yeast infection. She opened a drawer packed with little sachets. “It’s the glycerin,” I said. “Sugar upsets my vagina.” I meant the PH balance, but she understood.

I just hadn’t known it yet. And everything in my head, my body, my heart, all the things that’d changed…none of that had anything to do with biochemistry, werewolf or human. It was all me. One particularly miserable night, around three A.M. when bad ideas took on a new, irresistible shine, I’d gone to the website of that adult store where I’d bought the cuffs, navigating to their dildo section. They had large ones and small ones, pink and purple and black, curved and straight, thin and thick.

Emmie POV A long day in my store had finally come to an end. The more exhausting part was trying to avoid my mother’s phone calls. She wasn’t happy with my adult self-pleasure store. Business has actually been booming recently! Most of my clients are actually the uptight members of the Golden Paw Women’s Society. If I weren’t making money off of selling six-inch dildos, I’m making money off of very generous tips that were actually hush money. I found the whole ordeal so funny because they were so uptight that they didn’t want anyone to know they were buying freaky sex toys.