Novelas y relatos de Erotci Stories

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

" I'll never regret. I promise . I'll do anything you ask of me." She replied back . "Anything , even risking your life?" I asked. "Anything." she replied back. Follow me. I told her . I took her home that evening and had my boss explain everything to her . She promised to always stay obedient and like me she was also given a taste of her new life. Things were going out well. We made so much profit and the business was expanding with us exporting them. Amelia was made to sell them to students in need while I sold them to people of higher rank. I switched from smoking weed to injecting heroin.

“You’re so perfect." I was close, the slow build overwhelming, their touches and words wrapping around me. “I’m almost there,” I said softly, my hips rocking harder. “Thea... Adam..." I slid two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that spot, pumping slowly as she cried out, grinding against my hand. Adam’s thrusts grew deeper, his hand rubbing my clit now. “Oh fuck....," I cried out finally, my orgasm washing over me as I clenched around Adam’s cock. “Fuck, Adam! Thea!”

Bracing her against his body with one arm, he pulled the comforter over them, as they laid there; the distant hum of the crush of people and cars along The Strip was the only sound that floated into the room from the open window. With her head resting against his chest, she closed her eyes and let herself be lulled to sleep by the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, as she pushed aside all the worries and doubts that she knew she would have to deal with—but she would deal with them later. For now she would just enjoy being in the arms of a gorgeous man who’d given her one of the most powerful orgasms she’d ever experienced in her entire life. As she drifted off to sleep, she finally understood w

Juliette had heard these horror stories from the previous receptionist. As she got closer to the door, she heard a thud as if he had thrown his shoe at the wall. He threw things, but most often his shoes, she’d learned. She bit her lip at the thought that at least it wasn’t an employee’s head. In the brief silence that followed the thud, she slowly opened the door to his office. He was still on the phone and beckoned her to enter. She shut the door behind her and began to lay out the lunch that she had brought on the long table mostly covered in papers by his desk.

Claire was crying out now, her mind hazy by the sheer intensity of the tribbing. "I'm... I'm cumming!" Claire shrieked, her voice cracking. "You don't cum until I say so!" Colette snapped, her own body beginning to vibrate with the onset of her orgasm. "Do you hear me?" Claire gasped, fighting the wave, clenching her muscles, crying out as she denied herself the release. Colette felt the pressure in her own body reach a boiling point. The air in the office was thick, heavy with the scent of sex and the heavy, humid heat of three women breaking every vow they had ever taken.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

Derrick's pov Jessica's hand kept stroking Richard's massive black cock right there on the dance floor, her fingers sliding up and down that thick shaft, smearing the pre-cum leaking from the fat head. The crowd around us thickened, eyes glued to the show—my wife on her knees, worshipping a stranger's dick like a desperate slut. My own cock throbbed in my pants, leaking so much I felt the wet spot growing. "We gotta take this somewhere private," Richard growled, his voice deep and commanding as he hauled her up by the arm.

She reached between them, rubbing her clit in frantic circles as he impaled her. “I’m gonna cum!” she screamed. “Make me cum!” His thrusts became erratic, desperate. He was losing control. Francine felt his cock swell even more inside her. She pinched her clit and the coil snapped. Her orgasm exploded through her. Waves of blinding pleasure convulsed her body. Her pussy clenched around his shaft, milking it. She shook, sobbing with release. The sensation triggered his own. Harry cried out, a broken shout. He slammed into her one final, deep time and held there. His cock jerked, and Francine felt the hot flood of his cum filling her, spilling deep inside her channel.

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”