D&d Book Of Erotic Fantasy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

See his eyebrows rise. “Well, well.” He holds up my purple vibrator. My thick silicone dildo. My small bottle of lube. Things I’ve used alone in this room, late at night, imagining exactly this scenario. “Naughty girl,” David murmurs in my ear. “You’ve been playing with yourself in here. Thinking about us?” I can’t lie. Not anymore. “Yes.” “Show us.”

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.

Chapter 9 Cassiel kneels between my spread legs, his cold fingers wrapping around my hips to position me just right. I can feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against my untouched entrance, the threat of it making me tremble. But i feel something strange. A strange heat blooms in my chest, spreading through my veins like wildfire. My vision swims, the edges blurring not with tears but with a dizzying rush of pure, terrifying lust. My skin flushes, beads of sweat forming on my brow as my pulse starts roaring in my ears. Every nerve ending comes alive, hypersensitive and screaming for more. The pain from Evren's assault melts away, replaced by an insatiable hunger that makes no sense.

She couldn't. The book tumbled to the floor as he yanked her thighs apart. No more patience. No more hesitation. Just the raw, desperate heat of her body clenching around him as he fucked her like the illustrations promised—hard, deep, unforgiving. Duy Nam fucked Ánh Nguyệt relentlessly—bent over the bed, her legs hooked over his shoulders, pressed against the wall with her silk robes shoved up around her waist. Every page of that damned book came alive beneath his hands, her moans growing louder, her body slick and swollen with need.

The dark spot had spread so much that the thin fabric clung to my swollen pussy lips, outlining every curve. A thin string of slick had started to drip down my inner thigh. "Look at that mess," he murmured, sounding so pleased. "Your innocent pussy is dripping just from reading my fantasy out loud." "Now slide your hand inside your panties, Lana. Touch yourself properly for my eyes only. Rub your clit in slow circles while I watch."

Hotel Whóre Gets Double-Fúcked (3) Sienna stirred awake, her body pressed between Adrian and Darius. Her thighs ached in the most delicious way, and her skin carried the faint smell of sweat and vodka. Adrian’s arm was draped over her waist, his chest against her back. Darius faced her, eyes already open, a wicked grin tugging his mouth. “You look well fucked,” Darius murmured, brushing her hair from her cheek. “I am,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “But I could take more.”

"It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent." "Wasn't my brother enough of a man for you?" "Master is the most skillful lover I've ever had. The best orgasms of my life have been with him?" "Would you agree, Lisa?" Cindy asked. "Definitely. Totally cosmic cums; much better than my former husband." "The one who raped you both, who got shot? Mom and Dad told me about him." "That's the one." "So why did you fantasize about multiple men fucking you?" Cindy asked.

Dave juxtaposed the picture next to me rubbing his hug meat with my painted nails. I looked my hand and saw the painted nails going up and down and I began falling into the fantasy. It helped that my hands were already kind of girly, not like Dave's thick man fingers. Dave's cock was so hard and manly and that picture of Nicole was so slutty. It was making me so horny. When my other hand was finished having the nails painted I eagerly began to rub Dave's cock with both hands.

Took me a long time to complete this one and I am very grateful to some of you who waited this long, those who commented and even drop vote, I can’t thank you all enough. As usual, I always like to update a book immediately after finishing one. But funnily enough, I already started one before this one ended. This book is a bit different from my style. It’s not the usual, billionaire, werewolf, single mom, rich kids and all. Drum rolling! Doooooooo! Dooooooo! It is a “SMUT BOOK.” I mean...Sex Book! You probably didn’t expect that right? Yeah but I am just trying to work out something new and fun for my readers. And I am hoping to do a great job on this one again. The title is—Dangerous Addict

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."