Dog Erotica Novels & Stories

“That is my good little witch. Already addicted to demonic seed. Your mortal body is changing. Soon you will beg to be taken to my realm. To be my eternal breeding whore.” He fucked me through three more shattering orgasms, filling me again and again until cum poured out of me in glowing rivers every time he thrust. My thighs were soaked. My ass leaked from the tentacle play. My mind floated in a sea of corrupt pleasure. When he finally lowered me to the floor, I collapsed in a trembling, cum-soaked heap. My belly looked slightly swollen. My pussy pulsed visibly, still leaking his glowing essence. The taste of him lingered on my tongue. The scent of sex and demonic musk clung to my skin.

“Push another finger in. Good. Now rub your clit while you fuck yourself on them. Faster. I want to hear how wet you are.” I obeyed every order, filming more videos and sending to him… By the end I was shaking like a leaf from all the pleasures, my sheets were soaked under me, a video of his thick cock still open on my screen as I came a second time with his voice ringing in my ears. Next day: I walked into the kitchen the following afternoon for water and stopped dead in my track. Ethan’s phone sat unlocked on the counter.. SecretHeat was open. The username at the top of the active chat was unmistakable.

And I let him deceive me. Dennis held my face as he deepened the kiss, as he pushed himself into me, hungry and strong. I gasped with the feeling of that thick member inside me, undulating my body below it, without any control of that lasciviousness. We stopped being human at that moment. I remembered the various documentaries about animals in heat, which literally didn't care about sounds, gestures or predators around. I remembered how all the animals, even the cutest, became wild inside another, as my nails clung to Dennis' back. As we sought the greatest possible contact we could get in that sex, giving ourselves to that delicious pleasure of unexpected sex.

“Yes. Exactly like that.” His erection pulsed, pressing painfully against his zipper. His eyes roamed over her shamelessly, devouring the sight of her spread open. He had asked for this under the pretense of art, but nothing about the look in his eyes was detached or professional. It was raw. Hungry. Lena shifted slightly, and the movement only made things worse. Damien’s gaze locked onto her core, and she felt goosebumps rise all over her skin. Her body betrayed her, wetness began to gather, subtle but visible, glistening faintly in the soft light.

I cried out, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. He pushed me back onto the cot, his body covering mine. The weight of him, the heat, was everything I’d dreamed of. His hands were everywhere—kneading my breasts, sliding down my ribs, over my hips. He hooked his fingers into the waist of my simple cotton underwear and tore them down my legs. The sound of the fabric ripping was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. Then his hand was there. Between my legs. On my pussy. A big, rough-skinned palm cupping me, his middle finger sliding through the wetness I couldn’t control.

She may have been crying so hard that one of her hands slipped down and touched her jewel's hot cut. Her body was automatically lifted when she felt her wet femininity. She knew what that meant because the dancers at the bar always talked about sex. She got up again but remained kneeling on the floor. She knew her eyes seemed to be on fire as she didn't take her gaze away from the man in front of her. She inserted her hand inside her undies. "Ungghhh ... Ahhhh!" She couldn't help but moan when a finger touched her wet opening. Her eyes were still tightly closed to what she was doing.

he growled switching to my other nipple biting down gentle then sucking hard. “Come on my cock again baby soak me I want to feel you squeeze me tight while I fuck you through it.” I shattered my orgasm hitting sudden strong my pussy spasming hard around him pulling at his cock over and over as I cried out loud my whole body shaking on the counter. Wetness gushed out around him coating his balls dripping down as I came hard my nails scratching his arms deep leaving marks. Rune kept thrusting through it the tightness milking him pulling him close his balls drawing up tight ready to explode.

He rubs my clit roughly and I come hard clenching around him like a vice. He flips us and fucks me through it with savage thrusts until he releases another load deep inside me. Later he takes me against the floor-to-ceiling window. He presses my breasts against the cool glass and fucks me hard from behind while using the vibrating dildo on my clit. "Anyone could look up and see me claiming this wet pussy," he growls. "Does that turn you on Liora?" "Yes it does," I moan, pushing back. "Fuck me harder Darius. Let them see how much I love your big cock destroying me."

“I love you like this—so fucking used and still so horny for me.” “I love you too,” I moaned, wrapping my arms around him. “Fuck me harder, baby. Make me cum.” Ethan obliged, pounding me with everything he had. The bed creaked beneath us. Sweat dripped from his body onto mine, mixing with the cum already there. He kissed me messily, tasting the evidence of what had happened. His hand slipped between us to rub my clit furiously. The orgasm hit me like an explosion. I shook hard beneath him, screaming his name as my pussy clenched and squirted around his cock. Fresh juices mixed with the cum already inside me, making an even bigger mess.

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.