Chastity Erotica Novels & Stories

I laid in the dark, staring at my ceiling while I fought to purge this tightness harassing my stomach. I have never had a boyfriend and I have never been kissed. It is sad on my part, but no boy, even the biggest idiot to ever be birthed into this world, knows better than to become the romantic interest of the Devil's daughter. I am chaste, uninitiated in all means, but I am not entirely clueless. I have read and watched a lot of erotica to know almost as much as someone who's been around the block. I know what an erection is. I saw one fifty two minutes ago.

Chassy I am Chastity Reid. Chassy, for short, and an omega, just like my mother, Merlisa, who is also from the Red Moon Pack and found her mate in human territory who happens to be my father, whom I haven’t remembered or seen since I was a child. I don’t remember my mom treating me nicely either. She was always yelling and shouting at me, which made me realize at such a young age that she didn’t care or love me.

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

I ordered with a groan. “I….Rowen.” Chastity whined, and moaned. “You want more don’t you?” “Ye…yes.” “Not yet.” I could hear Chastity’s heavy breathing, as well as her moans, and sighs. I squeezed the base of my dick hard then slid my hand back up. “Rowen…..please.” Chastity whined. “Slowly push one finger into your pussy.” I growled, and heard Chastity moan again, “Just as slowly pull it back out than thrust your finger in again. Rub your clit with your thumb, lightly.”

“You’ve been a little slut with him already. Don’t stop now.” Christian’s hand clamped around my wrist, yanking me onto the bed with a force that made my breath catch. I hit my knees beside him, the mattress bouncing, his familiar heat igniting my skin. My body betrayed me—my pussy already wet, my nipples hardening—despite the insanity of her watching. Then she stood, peeling off her blouse to reveal lace-clad tits, and stalked toward us. "Christian,” she purred, “fuck her like you’ve been doing. But this time, I’m joining in.”

she orders with a whisper and moves even closer. Why is it so hot in here? I should shut up but…Kandy says I should speak…I will speak. “Everytime when I get hard…a-and when I touch myself, I say your name and I can’t stop” I say with a broken moan before I can stop myself and Kandy looks pleased as she leans into my space. She smells like sex and sin. “Kandy, baby…” I say her name, with my voice straining and we move closer, breathing hard and heavy, fueled by our dark confessions of lust.

His hands slid down her body, his touch firm and confident, as he guided her to the edge of the couch. Sadile felt a thrill of excitement as she realized what was about to happen, her body responding to the anticipation with a hunger that surprised even her. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, as Travis positioned himself before her, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her heart flutter. She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene.

Stacy sat on the bed again, this time facing the bathroom door, she crossed her legs, and let the robe slip open exposing her breasts to the warm air emanating from the open fire, she knew this wouldn't change anything, she still dumped Mal in a letter that she left in her room, and no doubt he threw a fireball at her bed, but she was allowed to have some fun now and again, especially if it means having hot crazy sex with an Eagle-shifter before getting into a steamy bath and doing it all over again, Chloe stepped back into the bedroom and to the grateful surprise of Stacy she was wearing nothing but her crisp white stockings and garter, the orange light danced across her licorice toned fles

This is probably the definition of pathetic. But I don’t care. I press his shirt to my face, breathing in his scent, and slide my hand between my legs. I’m already wet. I’ve been wet since I jumped into his arms this afternoon. The ache between my thighs is almost painful now. I circle my clit with my fingers, slow at first, imagining it’s his hand. Imagining him touching me, those rough callused fingers on my skin. “Damon,” I whisper into his shirt. My fingers move faster. I imagine him here, in my bed, those storm-gray eyes dark with lust. Imagine him spreading my legs and putting his mouth on me. Imagine his tongue…