Novel & Cerita Enema Erotic Stories

It was a wild mess of muscle and skin. Ava was being fucked from every side. She was never empty. There was always a giant cock inside her, stretching her and filling her. She felt the different shapes—the width of Bane, the length of Mako, the heat of Tane. The erotica was loud. The men were shouting and groaning. The sound of their bodies hitting was like a drum. Slap. Slap. Slap. Ava was lost in the pleasure. Her brain was gone. She was only a body, a Goddess being used to save the world.

A quiet feminine moan. My hand froze on the handle. I cracked the door open just enough to look inside and the sight hit me like a punch to the gut. Elena was still on the table, legs spread wide in the stirrups. The gown had fallen completely open, exposing her naked body. One hand cupped her full breast, pinching the nipple, while the other worked frantically between her thighs. Two fingers plunged in and out of her glistening pussy, making obscene wet noises. Her clit was swollen and red from attention. Her head was tilted back, lips parted, and those erotic moans spilled freely from her mouth.

But I was still hungry for more. Lena grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs all the way back until my knees were beside my head, completely folding me in half. My asshole and pussy were fully exposed and pointing straight up at her. “Hold your legs there,” she ordered. “Don’t you dare move.” I grabbed behind my knees, presenting myself like the nastiest whore imaginable. Lena poured more lube directly onto my holes, letting it drip down obscenely. Then she did something that made my brain short-circuit.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

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The head was dark red and leaking more precum. I moaned softly. My hips rocked against my hand. He groaned. “Fuck, you’re soaked. I can hear how wet you are.” The wet sounds of my fingers filled the air. I added a third finger and stretched myself open. My pussy clenched around them tightly. He leaned forward over the desk. He stroked hard and fast now, his balls were drawn up tight. I rubbed my clit in quick tight circles. My legs started to shake. “Ah… ah…” My moans grew louder.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

Command after command. Vee: Faster on your clit. Add a third finger. I whimpered softly as I stretched myself, three fingers thrusting deeper while my other hand worked my clit with firmer strokes. My legs shook, spread obscenely wide on the chaise. Sweat beaded along my collarbone, trickling down between my breasts. The sounds I made grew louder, less controlled—moans and gasps that felt far too real for a paid session. “You’re close, aren’t you?” Vee’s voice dropped even lower, almost a growl. “I can hear it. Hold it. Don’t you dare come until I say.”

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.