Dilf Erotica Novels & Stories

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

hell no, I sounded like a pervert! Me: Alright, you want to play games? _ TRUTH or DARE. Latifa: Truth or Dare? Alright, I pick Truth. Me: How do you want to be touched when making love? Latifa: 'Lovemaking is different from fucking'. I love it so much when it involves slow stroking, body movement, slow penetration, rubbing off my clitoris, and gentle play on my nipples. I love being held from behind, kisses on my lap, my neck, and definitely not my ear, it turns me off. I want something like that. Hahaha.

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

Rafael did the same to Lila, while Sophie was bound in a complementary position, wrists secured above her head to a sturdy hook. Cool night air drifted through the open terrace doors, contrasting sharply with their rapidly overheating skin. The foreplay was slow, deliberate, and merciless. Damien dropped to his knees before Elena, pushing her thighs wide apart. His hot tongue attacked her swollen clit with long, filthy strokes, sucking the sensitive bud hard while two thick fingers curled deep inside her soaked cunt, stroking her G-spot with firm, rhythmic pressure. Elena moaned loudly, hips bucking against his face, her arousal coating his chin and dripping down her thighs in warm rivulets.

He had been stroking it the whole time making pre-cum drip from the slit, and my mouth watered at the sight. I wanted to take him in my mouth and taste him but no, I wanted him to take my ass, and the hungry look he gave me showed me he was all too happy to oblige. He knelt behind me, his rough hands spreading my cheeks wide and exposing my tight hole. "Such a filthy little consort," he murmured, his voice was low as he stretched out his hand to Draven who handed him a jar of oil. He poured it directly onto my entrance before rubbing the tip of his dick against it.

we can fix it in another way. I abruptly let go of his grip, I could see that his "girlfriend" was not happy with how close we were. So I moved closer to his ear while my hands rested on his chest, I could feel his breathing change rapidly. —Now I understand why I never slept with you, you're a piece of shit that I would never let sneak between my legs, in case you didn't know, ... while you were fucking Erika, she was sleeping with Taylor too. —I let out a wicked laugh, "Surely you're not enough to leave her satisfied because if not... because she was looking for another dick to satisfy herself.

"It sounds simple, but not as easy to do for some one like you. To add more to the steps I just listed, try to be seductive. Don't just play straight with him, do the things that will turn him on." "You mean being Camila? Or should I be silly being Delilah?" I asked. "Are you feeling alright?" "What? You didn't specify the figure to play the dirty game." "Am I supposed to specify that? Aren't you the one who said Mr Kimber loves Camila? Why would you want to get him in bed being Delilah? Guess you wanna get yourself exposed before some one does that." "I know. I know. Just wanted to pull your legs." I laughed at her. "I actually did it."

Above him the crucified Christ stared down. Delphine took the chalice again and poured the remaining oil over her own breasts. It cascaded between them, down her belly, into the curls between her legs. She rubbed it into her skin until she gleamed like an idol. Then she reached between them, positioned his cock at her entrance, and sank down in one slow, deliberate motion. The sound that tore from Elias’s throat was half-sob, half-prayer. She was scalding, impossibly tight, clenching around him like a fist. When her hips met his, she ground forward, taking him to the root.

Allow me make you feel special". He places me properly on the bed and runs his fingers, in the most sexual way along my body, from my thigh up to the opening of my dress, beside my cleavage. He allows his hand roam freely on my cleavage drawing circles with his thumb, and before another second his hand rips the upper part of my dress open like its nothing. His hand finds my nipple and slowly he starts to massage from left to right. I close my eyes drowing in this sinful pleasure. It's nothing like i have ever felt before. He's taking it slow very slow that I feel like I'm loosing my mind. An image of Dexter crosses my mind and for a minute i feel like i am commiting a terrible sin against hi