Chastity Erotica Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING THIS BOOK IS STRICT EROTICA - 18+ ONLY CONTAINS EXTREME EXPLICIT SEX, HEAVY BLASPHEMY, PRIEST/YOUNG WOMAN TABOO, ROUGH SEX, CHOKING, SPANKING, FILTHY DIRTY TALK, AND RISK OF GETTING CAUGHT IN CHURCH. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "Angela's POV" At twenty-three years old, I was pretty sure I was going straight to hell — and I was surprisingly okay with it.

I tried hanging out with strangers but I always felt uncomfortable around them. It even got worse when I kept thinking about a guy who grabbed my ass at the bar during my last year in university. I wanted that feeling again. I wanted my ass to be grabbed and my pussy to flood without control, so I joined a sex chat group and I got paired with a mysterious man who didn’t show me his picture. He said he preferred a face-to-face meeting, so I’m here to see him. ********* Present day, 6pm. I adjusted my short black gown as I crossed my legs on the chair, waiting for the mysterious man. He had already seen my picture but he couldn’t show me his.

"This is it. This is the truth." I freed myself, my cock springing out, heavy and aching. Her eyes dropped, her pupils blowing wide until they were almost entirely black as she lustfully stared at me. She looked mesmerized, her tongue darting out to lick her lower lip. Without a word, she slid off the desk and sank to her knees on the floor.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

“Thank you, Master Chinedu, for breeding my wife’s worthless married pussy, my tiny 5-inch white dick could never satisfy her. I’m just a pathetic, locked cuck who fucks his own ass while cleaning real men.” Mark opened his mouth and took Chinedu’s massive, creamy cock deep, sucking sloppily while he rocked back and forth on the dildo. The wet sounds of him fucking his own ass mixed with the obscene sucking. The fluffy tail attachment bounced ridiculously with every thrust, making the guests howl with laughter. Chinedu slapped Mark’s face. “Deeper, bitch. Tell them how you stay denied.” Mark pulled off briefly, gasping, still riding the dildo faster. “I stay locked in chastity because I don’

Destiny Ryder, 28 and virgin, craves her first taste of sin. At Adult Fun Inc., she strips bare, blindfolded, and ready. A stranger’s tongue teases her nipples and licks her dripping wet puss*y, then thrusts deep into her virgin cunt, breaking her virginity open with wild pleasure. Sweaty and free, she’s hooked—but someone’s watching, promising hotter nights ahead. NB: This steamy collection of hot erotic and steamy stories unleashes Destiny’s story and more: sultry tales of lust, tangled bodies, and forbidden thrills.

Something that made my chest tighten with both lust and dangerous affection. “This is our last night,” she whispered, climbing onto the bed and straddling me. “I want you to ruin me, Ethan. I want you to fuck me so hard I feel you for weeks after you leave.” I grabbed her hips and pulled her down for a deep, possessive kiss. Our tongues fought for dominance. She moaned into my mouth as she ground her bare pussy against my rapidly hardening cock. “You are such a filthy little slut,” I growled against her lips. “Sneaking into your stepson’s room every night to get fucked while your husband sleeps downstairs.”

I answered truthfully, my fingers digging into the wood as he drove me to a mad orgasm. My knees shivered, and a loud shriek tore from my throat. I shook from pleasure, feeling every nerve in my body strain. He finally pulled out, immediately turning me around and making me sit on the chair again. My eyes were still shut as I relaxed on the chair, the spasms still travelling through me. I hadn't recovered, and every time I squeezed my thighs together and touched my clit, I would jerk like someone in an electric chair. Frederick pulled my legs apart and I finally opened eyes to look at him. He got down on his knees, holding my legs up and bringing his face to my pussy.

She whined and tried to fuck herself on it. “Please Nate… faster. I need to cum.” “Not yet,” I said. I read a chat comment out loud like it was mine. “They say you sound like a desperate little whore. Beg nicely my little whore.” Chrissy’s face got red under the blindfold. “I’m your desperate whore! Please let me cum on it… my pussy hurts from waiting.” More tips rolled in. The super Tipper dropped another $300. “Choke her a little while you edge.”

Her thighs shook harder and a dark spot showed on the light fabric shorts she wore. Damien finally stopped hitting the bag. He stood still for a moment, chest rising and falling. Then he began walking deliberately toward her hiding spot. His steps were slow and quiet on the concrete floor. Lila was too lost in what she was doing to notice right away. Her hand moved quickly inside her shorts again. Her hips rocked forward. Her breathing turned into soft, desperate pants. She rubbed her clit fast now, no longer holding back as much. The fantasy felt so real. She could almost feel Damien’s body pressing against hers, his thick cock stretching her open. Her free hand squeezed her breast through