Ero Sex Novels & Stories

His other friend without warning slams into me from behind and I scream in pleasure. “Ngggggggggh, shit fuuuuuuuuuuuck, yes keep going, fuck me just like that. Yes… yes… oh yes” the guy from behind continues to fuck me senseless as I tug at my breast and watch in daze as Rosa pleasures herself with a vibrator. This scene is so crazy, I had only seen it in p**n sites who would have thought my fantasies would be brought to life just a few days before my wedding. While we share two men that drive into us hard and fast against the headboard of our bed, Rosa and I kiss and touch ourselves in the most erotic ways ever and my body is fucking sensitive against her touch.

In an hour. Tyler had booked it for me last week, nagging until I agreed. “5 PM sharp,” he’d said. “Don’t flake, Harden. This could be good for you.” I’d shoved the reminder to the back of my mind, but now it loomed. A sex doctor? What would that even entail? Therapy sessions? Medications to dull the fire? Or something more… hands-on? The thought sent a fresh twitch to my softening cock. Dr. Voss was famous, apparently—books, TED talks, a clinic catering to high-profile clients with “unique” needs. Rumors swirled online about his methods: immersive, boundary-pushing, with a focus on submission and control. His patients called him a miracle worker, turning addictions into strengths. I sat up,

I said. " Five." He said and I picked the card to read the question. "Who gave you your first orgasm?" "Porn." He shrugged. "Eight." I picked. "Have you ever had sex with someone whose name you never knew?" " Nope." " Ten." " Have you ever kissed someone of the same sex?" " Eww! No!" He said and I laughed. " One." " Have you ever cheated on a boyfriend or girlfriend because you just couldn’t help yourself?" " Nah."

But Ederic simply offered his signature boxy smile. "Hyu... Hyung, let's have sex," Ederic's unexpected words left Aaron momentarily speechless. Soon, Ederic's lower body was nàked and Aaron was thrústing him. Even though it was the first car séx for both of them, they enjoyed it. It wasn't that comfortable though. Ederic was bouncing on Aaron now and then and he was getting hit deeply at his prostàte. “Ed....” “Ugh, Hyung~” Ederic cried out with a final thrúst as both of them cúm together. Ederic's energy drained out and he flopped on the elder's chest.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

He doesn’t stop, keeping his mouth against me as he takes me through the orgasm, easing up only when my body relaxes into the mattress. Slowly, he removes his hand and places a kiss on my pelvis. I was right, I think almost deliriously. Merry Christmas to me. He crawls up to cradle my head between his arms, settling his hips between my legs as his maple honey eyes study me. “You coming might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he says.

They stop right in front of me, close enough that I smell rain and ozone and something sweet like vanilla. "Ecstasia," they say, and their voice is neither masculine nor feminine but somehow both. "God of Shared Ecstasy. I teach people how to fuck in groups, how to share pleasure across multiple bodies, how to make one orgasm feel like ten." Their head tilts, studying me. "You're going to be magnificent once we're done with you."

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

He nuzzled against her, his lips on her neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to her earlobe, where she'd always been ticklish. " Ooh," she whispered. " Ooh! Oh, oh, oh. . . Fu*k." She sighed, as he worked his fingers against the slick seam . . . and then she forgot to pose, forgot about trying to look good, and lost herself inside her own pleasure. Luci watched her squeeze her eyes shut as she clamped her thighs against his wrist and snapped her hips up, once, twice, three times before she froze, all the muscles in her thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt her contract against his fingers.

I scream, my pussy clamping around Sienna's fingers as wave after wave of pleasure wracks me. Wetness gushes from me, soaking Knox's jeans and Sienna's hand. The scent of sex fills the bus, musky and primal. My body shakes uncontrollably, my vision blurring as I ride out the intensity. Knox holds me through it, his grip on my hips keeping me grounded. "That's it," he praises, his voice rough. "Make a fucking mess. Soak my cock." Sienna keeps pumping her fingers, drawing out my orgasm until I'm limp and trembling. "Good girl," she says, finally withdrawing her fingers. She brings them to her mouth, licking them clean. "Tastes even better than I imagined."