Ddlg Erotica Novels & Stories

I took the toy into my mouth, turning it on low, humming it against my lips, and Celeste gasped, pressing herself against me, letting me taste her as she ground into me. “Fúck me, Elara, please,” she moaned, climbing on top of me, hips sliding against the vibrator. I held her close, tasting her again, feeling the vibrations against her body, hearing every moan, every gasp, and it drove me wild. I reached for one of the smaller díldos and slid it into her, starting to move in rhythm with her, tongues, hands, and bodies completely entwined.

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

And remember, beneath the fiery heat of desire, there beats a heart that craves love, understanding, and connection. Thank you for joining me on this journey. I can't wait for you to experience the magic of the Spicy One-Shot Collection. With love and passion, Unusualdee Passion Pages “Passion Pages isn't just any reflection journal; it’s a powerful tool for those who wish to accept their sensuality.” — Unusualdee. After diving into this collection of short erotic stories, you absolutely need to grab the reflection journal designed to process all those swirling emotions and tantalizing thoughts that spring up while reading!

Layla didn't even notice. "Anyway," she said, scrolling on her phone now, "He was never even that good in bed, so I don't know why I cared—" I clenched around his fingers as they dipped inside me, curling just right. He pressed his thumb against my clit and rolled it. "—but now he's begging to take me back," Layla finished, sipping her juice. "That's... crazy," I managed to say. Mr. Carson's lips brushed the rim of his mug, and when he looked at me, he smirked. The kind of smirk that said you'll be dripping down your thighs before breakfast is done.

David took one last slow drag, then flicked the cigarette onto the wet floor where it fizzled out. “Good girl,” He growled, his voice low and rough. “Now turn around. Kneel for me. Ass up, facing me. I want to see that pretty married pussy and that tight little hole I’m about to ruin.” My face burned with shame and arousal as I obeyed. I turned my back to him, water sloshing, and knelt on all fours in the tub. My knees pressed against the porcelain, my ass raised toward him while my upper body leaned forward. The position left me completely exposed, vulnerable, dripping, and trembling.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC GANG BANG SCENES, PUBLIC SEX, DEGRADATION, MULTIPLE PARTNERS, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "MELANDA'S POV" My name is Melanda, and I was twenty-one years old when I made the stupidest, hottest decision of my life.

Her eyes were dark, lips parted. "Watch me," I said. I dragged my tongue through her folds in one long, slow lick, gathering the wetness there. She tasted clean and slightly sweet. I focused on her clit, circling it with the tip of my tongue, then sucking it gently between my lips. Two fingers slid into her easily. I curled them toward the front wall and stroked in a steady rhythm while my mouth worked. Lila's hands fisted in the sheets. Her hips rolled to meet every thrust of my fingers. Soft curses mixed with my name. I added a third finger when she pushed down harder, stretching her open, fucking her deeper. The wet sounds grew louder. Her thighs shook.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

The thought of the next thing in line made my pussy ache terribly. Liam suddenly stood up, his breathing heavy as he reached into his pocket. He brought out a pack of condom, and snapped one on with practiced ease, his eyes locked on mine. He lined himself up at my entrance and drove inside in one long, uncompromising thrust. I let out a shattered cry, but it was muffled as Damien leaned over me. He didn't want to miss out on the feast. While Liam’s cock moved in and out of me with a heavy, rhythmic pace, Damien lowered his head, his tongue taking over where Liam's had just been, circling against my clit with a precision that sent hot sparks through my vision.

On the screen, a muscular top was destroying a younger guy’s ass in a brutal doggy-style, the bottom moaning like a cheap slut, begging to be fucked to stupor. Elena was whispering along with him, “Fuck me harder, fuck my hole,” her fingers plunging in and out in perfect rhythm. She came so hard she didn’t even notice me standing in the doorway at first. The second time was even something else. She was on the living room couch, skirt around her waist, no panties, one leg hooked over the armrest. Two hung studs were spit-roasting a eager bottom on our TV — one thick cock slamming down his throat, the other pounding his ass raw.