Cerita Silat Erotis Novels & Stories

Just that reaction fueled my erotic desires, igniting a fire within me. My excitement swelled as fast as his cock, anticipation building in us both. I moved my seat back, then twisted and shimmied out of my clothes to get them off. I managed to get them all off and had only my underwear on, I could feel Cyril’s eyes on me. "You’re driving me insane.” “Why don’t you pull off the road so we can do this right!" I said and he smirked. Eagerly expecting the erotic escapade that awaited us, I spread my legs. My right fingertips slid into my panties and began gently caressing my pussy while jerking his cock with my left fist at once. As I got more and more excited, his dick got harder and harder.

“Make me forget the fear. Make me feel only you.” Lucas’s eyes flashed with dark fire. He spun me around, bending me over the back of the sectional so my ass was raised, dress riding up to expose me completely. Cool air kissed my wet folds as he shoved the silk higher. “No more talking tonight,” he said, voice low and rough. “Just feel.” His belt hit the floor with a clink. I heard his zipper, then the thick, hot length of his cock sliding through my slickness, teasing my entrance. I pushed back, needy and shameless.

Erica let out a sharp cry, a single tear slipping down her cheek as she panted and gasped. Dave leaned in, running his hand over her welted bottom to ease the worst of the sting. His fingers dipped lower, sliding into her slick folds. He groaned at how wet she was, the evidence of her arousal glistening on his hand. “You’re soaking wet,” he murmured, almost to himself, as his fingers explored her. He found her needy clit, tracing lazy, soft circles around the swollen bud. Erica’s whole body buzzed with need, her hips moving instinctively toward his touch.

he said and I felt something pull aside my panties and push inside me. “Liliane, talk to me,” Adrien was saying but I blocked him off as it began to thrust inside me. There was no one touching me and no one between me yet I rode like there was actually someone there. “Nice. Good to see you are no longer fighting it,” the figure said as he loomed behind me outside the circle of fire. My eyes rolled over as I rode on the feeling and my pussy was wet and dripping on the ground. What manner of creature could induce this much pleasure with just words in languages I can’t understand?

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.

“Push another finger in. Good. Now rub your clit while you fuck yourself on them. Faster. I want to hear how wet you are.” I obeyed every order, filming more videos and sending to him… By the end I was shaking like a leaf from all the pleasures, my sheets were soaked under me, a video of his thick cock still open on my screen as I came a second time with his voice ringing in my ears. Next day: I walked into the kitchen the following afternoon for water and stopped dead in my track. Ethan’s phone sat unlocked on the counter.. SecretHeat was open. The username at the top of the active chat was unmistakable.

I replied, bringing my index finger to my lips. I stood with my legs open, straddling him on both sides of his waist, and began a sensual dance. I squatted down, nearly touching his erect penis, but without making contact. This drove him wild; he was desperate to fuck me. He was sweating and trembling with intense excitement. I squatted over him, grabbed his penis at the base, and traced shapes between my thighs with the tip. He closed his eyes and pleaded with me. "I want to fuck you. Come on, come on, I want to put it in you now..."

He kept grinding through it, making sure every drop stayed inside. When he finally pulled out, her asshole gaped open for a second, leaking his cum in thick white globs that ran down to her pussy. Elena collapsed on the bed, shaking uncontrollably. Seth wasn’t finished. He made Kira clean his cock with her mouth while Mary licked his cum from Elena’s ass. The two women worked in silence, broken and obedient. Then he pulled Elena into his lap, her back against his chest, and slid back into her pussy. Slow this time. Almost intimate.

He pressed gently against my swollen folds through the cloth. “So wet already,” he murmured, his voice thick. “Your body knows exactly what it needs.” He rubbed slow circles over my most sensitive spot. My hips jerked forward on their own, a broken whimper escaping my throat. The pleasure was overwhelming, unlike anything I had ever felt. My knees trembled, threatening to give out but Silas caught me, holding me steady against the wall while his fingers continued their wicked work. “Let go, sweet Mary. Let me show you how good it can feel to sin.”

Being sandwiched between these two brothers was making my pussy needy again. Killian then slowly pushed me to my knees while Sinbad lay down on the rug under my legs, looking up at my soaking wet pussy. "So beautiful and wet," he whispered, spreading my cheeks wide to expose my dripping cunt and my tight, puckered rosebud to the firelight. "You're a fucking fountain, Lily," Sin whispered. "Now sit on my face. That's a command, beautiful."