Desi Sex Tales Novels & Stories

“On your knees, Mira.” I sank down without thinking, the thick carpet was soft under my knees. Both of them stood in front of me now, unzipping their trousers. Alexander’s cock sprang free first….thick, hard, already leaking at the tip. Mr. Kane’s was heavier, slightly longer, veins prominent. The sight made my mouth water.

"Sex is always... boring with him so I never cum. I've been faking my orgasm since we got married." Seraphine felt the sweet sensation stop. Perhaps he was shocked. Maybe. The feather continued its maddening path, tracing the outline of her labia, dipping slightly into her entrance before retreating. Her muscles tensed, straining against the cuffs. "I'm tired of pleasuring myself... I want a rough fuck by a real man," she continued, the words pouring out of her now, fueled by the teasing and the darkness. He clicked his tongue, the sound sharp in the quiet room. "Interesting wishes whore"

Tweaking my nipple just so, he began thrusting into me, with exquisite care, so I could rub my bald lips against his wiry bush. “Tell me what a dirty girl you are,” he hissed. Panting and sweating, I babbled out the truth of my darkest desires. “I love sex. I love cocks ramming up inside me. I love getting tied up and spanked on my pussy. I love shaving myself so I can be perfectly bare all over just for you.”

She then slowly did a graceful handstand and ended up in the splits, I think to let me know she was not out of shape, fat mom, but a hot, vital passionate, and curvy 30-something woman who knew how to please a sex partner! She sat at the edge of the enormous king-size bed, her chubby legs slightly spread, revealing a neatly-trimmed dark black bush that perfectly matched her thick head of hair. She smiled thinly and said a little shakily, “You want some?” pointing down at her pussy, seeming to realize what was about to happen. Getting more confident and thinking I might blow this, I said, “Yes, I’d love to make love to the most beautiful woman to ever take her clothes off in front of me,” rem

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

Shit. That felt nice.My back arched, following his mouth.“Desperate little slut.” His tongue swirled around the bud, making me moan. “Is that what you wanted?”“Yes.” I groaned when the sharp end of his tongue flicked against my hard skin. New feelings filled my mind, and fireworks of sensations exploded behind my eyelids. My skin was burning and only he could put it out.“Yes, what?” His teeth grazed my nipple, making me go insane.“Yes, sir.” Just as the words left my mouth, I felt him sucking my nub. I meowed and raised my chest, my head growing hazy from the sensation.His lips left my breast. “Open,” he commanded, and I obeyed, opening my mouth wide so he could put his fingers in there.Only

THAT excited me tremendously, as well as our conversation, because it was a huge new 'beginning' of sorts in our sex life. That evening I went through my collection and picked out 'Behind the Green Door', the Marilyn Chambers flick where she is kidnapped by devotees of a sex club and forced into a group sexual encounter after being ravished by a black man. I was very pleased and also more than a bit surprised when Alexis agreed to view the film with me. I got everything ready in our bedroom upstairs - towels, pillows, vaseline, and got the film ready in the VCR. I was almost

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

"For the next dare, I want all bras and pasties off." They did as she said. Four pairs of heavy tits spilled free. Kate's were heavy and looked swollen, nipples fat and erect. Ashley's were huge too but she had smaller pierced nipples. Both Hayley and Karen had perky tits with dark nipples. They all looked at each other before bursting out in laughter. But even with the smiles and giggles, tension still clogged the air. Ashley took over. "Girls! I want your steamiest, slutiest fantasies. Every single one of them. Karen, you go first."

Satiating her womb with a load of his milk. The smell of sex filled the exhibition room. Sumire felt every part of her was melting. The pleasure is written all over her face. Their foreheads and noses intimately touches, she looked at Mort. His eyes were burning fiery in desire and he looks sexy between her legs. She could feel his erection never calmed down and it was bulging inside her tummy. Mort slowly rose with his buff, young, rippled-muscle glory. He scooped the weakened maiden up from the chair and brings her to a secret lair in his lonely castle.