Contos Eroticos Com Fotos นิยาย & เรื่องราว

No question. His mouth was on me in seconds—tongue deep, lips slick. He devoured me like I’d betrayed a kingdom. I moaned loud. Couldn’t stop it. And from the corner of my eye, I saw Stefan. Standing. Watching. Jerking off. His jaw was clenched. His fist pumping slow and hard, eyes locked on my soaked cunt. Matthew slid two fingers inside me and sucked on my clit. I cried out, thighs shaking. And then he pulled back.

I sat on the couch while my cunt faced Gabrielle, she got on her knees and crouched over me, parting my thighs and arching my legs, and taking her head to her crotch, she placed her mouth on my pussy. Aiden went behind her horney butt and placed his palm in between her thighs, he slid his hand through her wet pussy as she twitched with delight. He lowered his head to her lower butt and stuck out a finger pushing it all through into her pussy lips making her squall into my pussy that she had in her mouth.

He did not look away. Then he swiped. The second photo made his breath catch in his throat. She was bent over, her ass pushed high in the air. The angle was obscene, perfect. He could see the soft curve of her ass cheek, and between her legs, the unmistakable, shadowed slit of her pussy. Just a hint, but it was enough to send a message to his cock, twitching violently in his pants. She saw it. She saw his cock, now a thick, painful-looking rod against his zipper. He couldn't hide it. He was fully, shamelessly hard from looking at pictures of her.

After having an explosive orgasm into one of his discarded sweat socks, Elias saw that Selena had moved on and was now Googling sites which had free sex pictures for viewing. Many of the photos showed women, in various states of bondage, being clamped, whipped, spanked, or cum on. Other pictures showed women on their knees gagging on massive cocks, which filled their mouths and throats, all eventually getting cum facials. Yet others had women getting gang banged by numerous men, filling all of their orifices at once. Elias was floored. He had never expected this!!! On a whim, Elias grabbed the phone and dialed Selena's number, hoping to catch her in an awkward moment. "Hello."

The plain cover hid the pages and pages of pictures Kiana had found in her explorations into the darker side of the internet. Halfway through she found the high-resolution black-and-white photographs she adored, the ones with a pair of red lips barely touching the head of a stiff c*ck or a woman pushed down onto a plush bed by a man taking her from behind. Often she had fantasies develop around these pictures, ones she typed down for her blog – ones she brought with her to bed late at night. She looked at a picture of a tall strong man holding a limp and naked girl in his burly arms, his face hidden by the shadow as he held his prize before him. Claimed by him.

He stilled for a moment, buried to the root, his balls against her butt, them both gasping. Then he began to move. His thrusts weren't gentle. They were deep, hard, and piercingly precise. With every thrust of his hips, his balls slapped onto her wet, sensitized clit, delivering shockwaves of ecstasy to her supersensitive tissue. The coarse, animal sounds he made, the crackle of skin against skin, the rippling and tightening of muscle beneath her fingers, it was the most erotically intense thing she'd ever experienced. Varya leaned across them, her chest pressed against Aris's arm. She took Joren's lips in a hard, starved kiss, then turned and did the same to Aris, so they could taste each o

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

I nodded frantically, moans spilling out loud, uncontrolled. “Yes... oh god, fuck me, Jeff. Deeper.” My tits swayed with the force, nipples scraping the table. Juices ran down my thighs, puddling on the floor. Marcus stood then, moving closer, his chair scraping loud. He positioned himself at the side, cock in hand, stroking furiously as he watched Jeff's thick shaft piston in and out of my cunt. “Look at that sloppy hole,” he muttered, eyes dark with lust. Pre-cum dripped from his tip onto the table.

Not happening. I gave up instantly. If I was destined to die here, I might as well go out fulfilling my greatest wish— to turn this bleak world into one giant pleasure heaven. Doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold—I’ll make it steamy. And honestly, even with his face hidden behind that swirling black mist, the boss’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and deep, magnetic voice were dead giveaways. The guy was built. Lust makes cowards bold. So without thinking, I said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.”

Every time he glanced at me, the memory of those photos I’d sent him flashed through my mind — my naked body, my spread pussy, the desperate message. After about twenty minutes, he finished, wiped his hands, and turned to face me fully. The tension in the room was suffocating. “About those photos, Lena…” he started, voice rough. I covered my face. “Victor, I’m so embarrassed. I never meant for you to see them. It was an accident. Please just delete them and pretend it never happened.” He stepped closer. The scent of his cologne — woodsy, masculine, expensive. Wrapped around me.