Chastity Fiction Novels & Stories

The fabric stuck to her swollen lips, and every small movement sent a jolt of need through her. She shifted in her seat again, trying to find some relief. The ache was getting stronger. Her nipples hardened against her bra, rubbing with every breath. She glanced around at the other students. They were all taking notes or looking at the board. No one was paying attention to her. For a second, she considered slipping her hand under her skirt right there in the back row. She could rub her clit quickly, just enough to take the edge off. But the risk was too high. Someone could turn around at any moment and see her. The thought made her even hornier, but she kept her hands on her notebook and sta

He began to fondle himself. Soon he had unzipped his throbbing cock and began to masturbate, following her line of naughty thoughts. Jessie's hands continued to roam her body, fondling and squeezing her breasts, sucking her finger seductively and rimming her nipples. They were clearly hardened now and protruding through her dress. She squatted and Chad could peak at the red panties hiding her beautiful feminine secrets. He wanted her. The lust in him was building and getting stronger as she teased and provoked him.

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.

Richard stirring. Jake froze, eyes feral, then shoved back with a curse. Adjusted his raging hard-on—outline obscene, wet spot at the tip. "This ain't over, Delilah. Keep those legs closed." Stalked out, door slamming. I sagged against the counter, legs jelly. Nipple ached deliciously, pussy a sopping ruin—yoga pants soaked front to back, clinging translucent to my lips. Tasted salt on my lip where I'd bitten it. Fuck him. Or rather, fuck me thinking of him.

Chastity said as she let the blanket slip off her shoulders. “What?” “What better place to change on a cold, rainy night than in front of a fireplace,” she said as she reached behind her neck to unsnap the white collar that covered her shoulders. He didn’t make a move. It was like he was watching her, wondering if she was going to keep going. And she was. It’s not like he hadn’t seen her naked before. She unbuttoned her black ceremonial dress and let it fall to the floor as he continued to watch. She was now standing in a full black slip with black panty hose underneath. Then she unsnapped the buttons that were concealed by the white cloth around her neck and under her chin. Chastity kicked

Cassandra keened at the contact, hips bucking shamelessly as she chased more friction. But Chad wasn't about to give it to her that easily - not yet. He continued to tease and explore, bringing her right to the brink of orgasm again and again only to back off at the last second, leaving her writhing and desperate for release. "Fuck, you're so wet for me," he groaned, watching her face intently as he slowly pushed one thick finger inside her, then another, scissoring them to stretch her open. "I can't wait to sink my cock into this tight little pussy and make you scream for me."

I said trying to find the right words and then chastity had her arm wrapped around his the smile on her face running from one ear to the other. "Honestly it's a surprise to me too, I've been sending him love letters for over 7 months now and he has never responded to one of them then while ago he just called me and asked to meet we went on a date and he asked me to be his girlfriend he said he appreciated her determined and straightforward I was and he thought we could be something wonderful isn't that great?" I genuinely felt sorry for Chastity she had this bubbly naive personality covering her like an unintentional shield.

She spread her legs wide open, revealing her pink wet meat to Nicholas. “Oh fuck me” he groaned as he began to stroke his shaft fast. She pinched both lips of her vagina, spreading them further open. And watched Nick in amusement as he stood, jerking. So this was his weakness. His secret that he'd kept hidden from the world. He paid numb shoulders to the accusations thrown at him : “He's gay”, “He's a misogynist”, “he's so grounded and doesn't have time for women.” He bent over, hovering above her with his broad upper body. He kissed her swollen lips again, but more gentle than the first time. He kissed her neck, sucking and biting gently, then kissed from there down her chest.

The wet sound of him inside her was soft in the dark. Freya’s breath kept catching. The blindfold made everything sharper — the stretch of him, the heat of his chest against hers, the way his breathing changed when he was getting close. He kept the same slow rhythm until she came, the orgasm rolling through her in deep waves that made her clench around him. He groaned low in his throat and kept thrusting, dragging it out. When he spoke again his voice was quieter than she had ever heard it. “I sent the first envelope.”

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”