Cnc Erotica Novels & Stories

“This is what you needed, isn’t it? My cock inside you while you’re still soaked from class.” “Yes… fuck me harder,” she moaned. Her breasts pressed against the desk through her shirt. Her nipples were rock hard and sensitive. Professor Kane reached around and rubbed her clit in fast circles while he pounded into her. The dual stimulation pushed her toward another orgasm quickly. Her legs shook harder. She pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy filled the room.

I was still draped over Nick’s chest, limp and glowing, every muscle humming from the way they’d just wrecked me. Their cum leaked slowly and warmly down my thighs, thick and sticky, a filthy reminder of how thoroughly they’d claimed me on this throne. The fairy lights twinkled lazily above us, casting red and green shadows over sweat-slick skin, the grotto still heavy with the scent of sex and pine. Marcus’s fingers traced lazy, filthy circles on my inner thigh, teasing higher each time, brushing the sticky mess between my legs. When he grazed my swollen clit, I jolted with an oversensitive gasp, hips twitching.

A thick, perfect bead of clear fluid welled at the slit at its tip, a promise of the filth to come. “You’re going to love this before I’m done with you,” he promised, his voice a raw whisper. “I’m going to make you beg for it. You’re going to love your old Nick like you never have before.” He laughed again, a dark, possessive sound. Fear and shame and excitement gripped Clara so tightly she thought she might pass out. But she remained conscious, her eyes wide as she stared over her shoulder, her gaze fixed on her brother’s awesome, terrifying cock.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

I wrapped my hand around the base, stroking slowly and firmly, savouring the friction. To amp it up, I grabbed my phone from the side table, thumbing open a private browser. Porn—something quick and dirty. I scrolled to a video of a brunette in a rain-soaked shirt, her body arching as a guy peeled it off. The actress moaned, it was fake but effective to heighten the mood, her tits bouncing as he fucked her against a wall.

My eyes almost roll back from the way it sends ripples up my body, with my other hand I twist my hard nipple between my forefinger and my thumb, tugging on it and releasing it. The bounce of my boobs sends pleasure shooting up my spine and I whimper again, slightly shutting my legs around my hand that is in between them. “Keep them open, when he touches you…you have to…fuck…keep them open” Kandy says and leans forward, through the phone her foxy eyes studies my pussy and a little bit of juice slides out of me, just from her watching me. Why is this so hot? Isn't this a bit too insane? What happens to the lines we should have as besties?

A blonde woman with pneu- matic tits is getting drilled onscreen, and the devil’s threesome she signed up for has soon turned into an unstoppable, all-out gangbang. I feel Kellan shifting on the couch and his heels dig into my back as he wrestles down his underwear so he can tug at his cock with one hand. I glance to the left and almost moan when I see how hard he is. His hand is gliding furiously over his erection, rubbing over the shaft and twisting over the head in a circular motion while he makes these little groaning noises.

Get the hell out. I kicked my pants to the side. Someone rushed towards the bed. Axel. He shouldn’t be here. Not with his condition. He helped Ryder up and aided him to get the last beta out of the room. The minute they disappeared, I ate up the space between me and Lucian. He reached out and placed a hand on my thigh. A tremor slid down my spine. The hand climbed up my body. I bit into my lip harder. Slick drained down my legs. Fuck! One touch and I was this wet. This ready. Lucian leaned against my crotch. One deep inhale and his eyelids drifted closed. “Tyrith.”