Christian Erotica Novels & Stories

He knew as Christian, he wasn't going to allow her to get close to her Shania exhaled loudly and smiled “How about you work hard for it, find out what I like Mr. SM… I'm sure both of us will have fun, or maybe you can take off that mask” she whispered while biting her lower lip seductively. Just watching her bite those plump lips had Christian feeling miserable. One thing made him feel bad. He couldn't have sex with her as SM. She already knew his body as Christian, if he exposed his body to her. She would recognize her. “Intriguing,” he muttered in amusement and rose to his feet. Even if he was unable to have sex with her. He could as well as pleasure her in a way he knew how to

Her legs trembled, and she gripped the edge of the desk tighter. Professor Kane added a third finger, stretching her more. He fucked her with his hand, the palm slapping against her clit with every thrust. Sara moaned louder, not caring if anyone outside might hear. The pressure built fast. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, and she came hard within minutes. Her body shook, and her juices squirted a little, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor. He did not stop. He pulled his fingers out, and she heard the sound of his zipper. Then the thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance. He rubbed it up and down her slit, coating himself in her wetness, before pushing in deep in on

The rest of the afternoon passed in ordinary talk and swimming, the knowledge of the shared secret sitting between them like another layer of heat. That night, after her son had gone to bed and the house lights were mostly dark, the full group found her again in the outdoor shower attached to the side of the rental. The stall was open to the sky. The spray of warm water washed the last of the day’s salt and sand from her skin as the three of them crowded in with her. Hands moved over her body under the water, soaping away the grit that still clung to the backs of her thighs and the soft skin of her breasts. Fingers slid between her legs to clean and then to tease until she was wet for reason

Using his sharp teeth, Christian quickly tore out the white wrappings and then he saw it… He had guessed correctly earlier, they were pictures. Black and white nude pictures, and Christian blinked his eyes once and twice to make sure he was seeing correctly. “No, no…” He muttered his hands shaking, as he stared at the pictures, which were that of Sara and another person he couldn’t identify. A man however, and they were wrapped together on the bed in what looked like a hotel room and having sex. Sara had this dark gaze on, her mouth wild open, eyes closed obviously in ecstasy, as this man whomever he was sucked on her nipples and held her neck slightly.

She giggled" Tonight father, I wore nothing beneath my dress and sat in your church with my thighs wide open under the skirt, praying you would notice and sniff the scent of my cunt drifting up to the altar.” Elias felt his breath stopped entirely. hating how how his body reacted provocatively to her enticing voice. “I am all wet right now. Totally Drenched from the thought of you. If you reach through this screen you could slide your sacred fingers straight into me. I would come instantly just from the blasphemy of your holy hand inside a sinner.”

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

I felt wetness gush, my body convulsing as if it didn’t belong to me anymore. For one wild moment, I thought I’d blacked out. My chest heaved, my arms shook, and my ears rang as if the world had gone underwater. When my vision cleared, I was a trembling mess on the table—sweaty, flushed, my pussy still twitching in aftershocks. Christian rose to his full height, towering over me like a predator savoring his prey, a slow, wicked smirk curving his lips. “What’s wrong, little tigress?” His voice was a low tease, eyes gleaming like that of a devil’s. “Never had an orgasm before?”

Christian seduced in a raspy voice that demanded absolute obedience, giving a deep and warm wet kiss on Vivienne’s exposed plump shoulder. Hearing the promise of safety from the mature man of the Vance clan, Vivienne finally exhaled in resignation. She closed her round eyes for a moment, letting her plump body turn to face Christian, who was now standing leaning against the back of the marble restroom door. With a fast and accustomed movement, Christian lowered the zipper of his expensive trousers until they slid down, freeing his manhood which had hardened perfectly, demanding release. Vivienne slowly bent her plump knees, dropping her eighty-kilogram body to kneel on the marble floor, righ

I never thought watching a man admire my body would unravel as much as Christian did. I reached for him again. “Should I tie these hands?” Christian whispered close to my ear as he ran his palms slowly over the length of my body. “I don’t want them getting in my way.” Dazed, I opened my mouth to give a response, no matter how incoherent, but his fingers slightly grazed over my nipples, seizing my response. I rolled my eyes and bit down on my lips as his mouth closed around one of them, biting and sucking. God, the damn fireworks..

I felt so good at the sudden electrocution. I looked back into her eyes and my eyes felt more hooded. She bit her lip when I attempted my fingers at the hem of her undie again "Trust me ok?" I whispered pecking her lips and she nodded as I slowly removed the thin fabric. She squirmed when I caressed her inner thigh in my fingers and she moaned attempting to close her legs when I gently rubbed her clit in my fingers. I craddled it gently and passed her a light chuckle when she rolled back her eyes and closed them briefly making me brush my lips on her cheek. She whined when I flicked the pad of my fingers at her moistrous entrance.