Cerita Stensilan Erotis Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC GANG BANG SCENES, PUBLIC SEX, DEGRADATION, MULTIPLE PARTNERS, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "MELANDA'S POV" My name is Melanda, and I was twenty-one years old when I made the stupidest, hottest decision of my life.

He pulled out of her and came our belly. Stacy hastily put her finger into her cunt and fingers herself and she came, shaking. We laid on the floor naked looking at each other. Stacy crawled to me, resting her head on shoulder, kissing my neck and fondling my tits. I moved down and kissed her, then I laid down to rest.

I stroke him again, reveling in the way he jerks and curses, muttering in French under his breath. “You’ll have to tell me what to do.” I wet my lips; bring the flushed head of his cock closer. There’s a bead of moisture on the slit, and I lick it away. Mm. Salty. “It’s the blind leading the blind,” Ansel mutters, his grip harsh in my hair. Then, louder: “I’m hardly a lothario, Philomena. If you want tips, you should read a magazine.” I roll my eyes, inordinately pleased that he’s not some rich guy player. “Don’t be an ass. Just tell me what feels good.”

Stacey curled up on her bed in a thin nightdress, while Luca was resting his back at the headrest of his king-size bed with his phone in his hand. “You know,” she whispered, brushing the strap of her dress with her fingers. “I still think about how you stretched me with that big monster. How deep you went into me. How you spanked my ass and made me scream your name… I feel it every time I close my eyes. As I'm talking, I'm already wet for you.” Luca groaned softly, running a hand down his face. “Fuck, Stacey. You’re trying to kill me.” He groaned. “Stop saying that unless you are ready to show me.”

I bit my lip, my thoughts spiraling, my body betraying me, rubbing hard on my clitoris. "Fuck you, mike..." I whispered, moaning out loud after squirting. I stood up, heading to clean myself up properly before slipping into a sexy gown. Just then, the door burst open. Of course, Susan. “Hey, bitchyyy!” she grinned. “Did you miss me?” I rolled my eyes but smiled, pulling her into a hug. “Obviously, yes, I missed you.” She pulled away, scrunching her nose. “Oh girl, please… something smells weird,” she said, walking toward my bed.

"Tell me you do not want your stepbrother’s fingers inside you." She could not say it. Instead, she pushed back against him. Rolling her hips. Chasing pleasure. He slipped two fingers inside her. Curling them. Stroking that perfect spot while his thumb rubbed her clit. Sara’s legs trembled. She gripped the edge of the sink. "Oh god... Callum..." "Quiet, baby," he whispered. "Do not let them hear what a slut you are for me." His fingers moved faster. Deeper. The wet sounds were barely masked by the running water. Sara’s moans grew harder to contain.

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 58: Relentless Slap. Smack. Slap. Smack. Slap. Smack. The relentless wet rhythm echoes through the room, reverberating off the walls like a drumbeat summoned from the core of their chaotic lust. The sound of their skin meeting, over and over, bounces wildly in the air, loud and uninhibited, mixing with the guttural gasps and animalistic groans that keep escaping their lips.

“Marcela Silver I’m so close to saying fuck it, and ruin your pretty fucking brains out! Damn it I want you bouncing on my cock baby” His strokes picked up speed, while he rubbed on my slit, my nipples kept rubbing on his sweaty chest, and the burn of the bites he gave me from his sweaty chest was helping my build-up, after a while I heard his grunting grow till he shouted. “Sil!” And I felt something sticky on my butt cheeks, I felt my built-up explode again, and I felt tired after it. My body was tired again, Stan took our sheets to clean my behind, and while he did this I felt safe with my mate, moving my face to caress his neck I felt happy in his embrace, and his purr lured me to feel h

She says sitting on the bed next to me and placing her hand on my leg. “N...no we can’t.” I stutter my refusal sounding weak even to me. I feel Selina run her hand up my leg and onto my cock which she wraps her hand around and starts to stroke. I lean back and moan as she strokes my cock alternating between quick short strokes and long slow strokes. Suddenly she takes her hand away making me groan from the abrupt loss of stimulation. “Still think we can’t do this?” She asks. I don’t speak as I sit up and turn to look Selina in the eyes.