Ddlg Erotica Novels & Stories

Good Girls Don’t Come Without Permission (1) Delilah's POV Everyone gathered around the Linh dining table—twenty guests filling the elegant room with conversation and laughter, but none of them had any idea what was happening beneath the table. I sat perfectly straight beside my husband, smiling politely, nodding at the right moments, while a small but powerful vibrator remained taped firmly to my inner thigh. Its smooth head pressed directly against my swollen clit. John had secured it himself earlier in the guest bathroom — sliding my black lace panties aside, spreading my already dripping folds, and pressing the device exactly where it would torment me most. Then he turned it on to the lo

Lila grinned wickedly from her seat, clearly enjoying the chaos. Dorla raised an eyebrow, still laughing lightly. “No amount of sex between two ladies can make me get turned on,” she declared confidently. “I’m strictly dickly. Sorry, girls.” I narrowed my eyes at her, a challenging smile spreading across my face. “Is that a bet?” I asked. Dorla shrugged, crossing her arms. “It’s a fact.” Lila stood up slowly, walking over to me with a seductive sway in her hips. She took the strap on from my hand and looked at Dorla with a playful, dangerous glint in her eyes.

I jerked, sending shiver like lightning down my spine. He licked my pussy, using his tongue to lick every wetness on it. He moaned as he lick it, letting out air from his mouth against my wet pussy. He used his tongue and found my pussy, he moved his tongue in slow teasing circles, rubbing my clit slowly. Then he sucked it hard, hard enough my legs felt numb and I jerked as he used his teeth to grave my clit, shaking on his desk. He shoved two fingers inside my pussy as he flickered his tongue on my clit, curling his fingers hard.

“I will text you tomorrow.” Xavier pulled me into a hug. His hand slid low on my back. He pressed close so I felt him again. “Goodbye, Lila,” he said quietly. His eyes stayed on mine. After they left, I went straight upstairs. I locked my door. I took off all my clothes and lay on the bed naked. I spread my legs wide. I slid my hand between my legs. My pussy was soaked. My clit was swollen. I rubbed hard and fast. “Xavier…” I whispered.

Seraphina “Uhmm…” I moaned as I slowly rubbed my clit with my fingers. Raphael’s picture in hand. Damn…already so wet from just thinking about his huge, strong and veiny hands doing things to my body. My pussy throbbed even harder, till I slid two fingers inside them and started finger fucking myself.

Eli's body was a symphony of overload: the nipple clamps tugging with every movement, the urethra sound shifting inside him, the vibrator now pressed against his perineum by Delilah, and Damien's relentless fucking. As Damien continued, Delilah dismounted the gag and moved to Eli's front. "I want his cock now," she declared, her eyes locked on Eli's straining erection. She got into a doggy position on the floor beneath him, guiding his cock into her dripping pussy. "Fuck me with it," she ordered, though Eli was restrained and couldn't move much; instead, she rocked back, impaling herself on him while Damien still pounded his ass. The double penetration drove Eli wild, his muffled cries vibra

His hands resume mapping out every inch of my body as he runs them up and down, Darian's breath fans over my pebbled nipple and i suck in a shuddering breath as he blows cool air over them before his mouth finally descends and his tongue continues to tease them. Dragus skims his hand up my thighs and right to my throbbing core where he meets the wetness of my arousal. He makes a gruttal sound in the back of his throat before he takes his fingers glistening and sucks them into his mouth. Holy fucking shit balls that has to be the most errotic thing i have ever seen. Dragus licking my arousal from his fingers has my pussy dripping. Darian continues to take my nipples in his mouth and I arch my

When he finally opened his eyes, Dominic was standing again, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, chest heaving. “Jesus,” Eli murmured. Dominic gave him a look that was nothing short of ruined. “You’re not done.” Eli smiled—slow and wrecked—and reached for him. “Then get up here and fucking prove it.” Dominic pulled him down off the desk, spun him around, and bent him over the surface with one firm hand between his shoulder blades. The sound Eli made was desperate. There was no more hesitation. Dominic undid his jeans, cock hard and leaking in his hand. He spat into his palm, stroked himself once, twice, then guided himself between Eli’s legs, grinding against his entrance, teasing ju

Every nerve was lit. “Touch yourself,” Sasha gasped, her eyes opening to stare down at Abegail. “While he fucks you, rub that little clit. Make yourself come for us.” Abegail’s hand, trembling, moved between her own legs. She found her swollen clit, slick and throbbing. Her fingers circled it, the pressure exquisite against the deep pounding of Leo’s cock. The sensations merged—the internal stretch, the external friction. Her moans became constant, a low, desperate hum.

Even as she came hard, the men didn’t slow down. They fucked her straight through her orgasm, pounding her spasming holes even rougher, chasing their own pleasure while her body convulsed helplessly between them. “Fuck, she’s cumming so hard… squeezing both of us,” Tyler groaned, slamming deeper. Ryan grunted from beneath her, thrusting up brutally. “This tight busty whore was made for DP. Keep screaming for us, baby.” Lauren’s mind continued to spiral in the aftershocks. ‘I’m addicted already… more… give me more…’