Erotic Castration Story Novels & Stories

As soon as Erika arrived at the mansion, one of the servants led her inside, and after showing her the way to her master's room, he left. By this time, Erika was completely red, her hand was shaking and her skin was sweating. Due to the side effects of having combined different aphrodisiacs. The woman entered the man's room and was not surprised to see him sitting on a leather piece of furniture next to a bed, with his member fully erect in a vigorous manner. Chad, raised his hand and motioned for her to come closer, Erika locked the door, and as Chad had asked her to do, she approached him. The man, smiled at her as he said. -I see you came prepared, I can see the need you have, the carnal

So, why wasn’t he doing it? Slowly, he turned to face Hannah. Her eyes fell immediately to his crotch. He realized his lap coat had fallen open, revealing his massive erection and the dribble of pre-cum that was soaking through his trousers. He moved to cover himself back up with his coat, but then he caught Hannah lick her lips and bite down on her lower lip, and he stopped himself. Her eyes continued to stare at his erection as Dr. Stone locked the door behind him. “There is one special treatment I could recommend,” he said without thinking. “But, it’s frowned upon in the medical field these days. I could lose my license if anyone knew I was even telling you about it.”

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

"Erica, I was ashamed. How could I explain that I had an erectile dysfunction from an explosion? It was embarrassing. The times I went out, it was to my doctor and the time you caught me in the bathroom, I was so frustrated that I was trying to force an orgasm. It worsened my situation.” He squeezed my hands even tighter. Something about his story felt off. When I saw him in the bathroom, his cock looked fine to me. Maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me, making me see what it wanted me to see. "Erica, I appreciate everything that you did today–” He kissed the back of my hand tenderly. “–It means a lot to me. I just need to get better." I felt a strange feeling in my chest. I wasn't angry

Petrov trailed his hand back to the boy's puckered hole as he asked, "Do you usually watch p**n or just use your imagination when you jerk off?" Tim jerked a little as Petrov trailed a finger over his asshole, but answered honestly, "I usually watch p**n or read erotic stories, doctor." 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?"

He did not even know what question he wanted to ask, but he only knew that his ego was too huge to accommodate failure, even in bed. Frema felt her legs begin to shake when he inserted two fingers at once and began to pump them in and out of her. She went slower on his cock, pulling the monster out of her lips only to wrap same lips around the tip which was leaking with so much precum. Eron knew she was holding back so he dipped his tongue even deeper and bent his fingers in her, causing her to pull her mouth off his cock, temporarily distracted. When she placed her mouth back on his cock again, she was merciless, taking the huge impaler into her mouth fully and gagging on it dutifully.

With a chill in her voice, Sara asked, "You mean to say that I forced him to say these words?" When Eric did not respond to Sara's question, she raised her voice and continued: "Not much more needs to be said! Mr. Joe, please remove Eric from the Happy Hill Pub immediately!" After being pushed to the limit, Eric eventually took a stand and declared in a loud voice, "I don't have a venereal disease; I just have a mild case of 'haemorrhoids' disease!

He chuckled, his fingers lingering on the zipper and mouthed cheekily, "I don't think I am, tigress. Trust me when I say the number of pairs of legs I've thrown over my shoulders is twice my age." That made me cringe. "So? And I didn't need to hear that information," I responded, faking a gag. "In other words, I've screwed a lot of women and so I know for a fact what a moan sounds like when I hear one. And that pretty much sounded like a moan to me." "No, I didn't moan," I said, standing my ground. "That wasn't a moan." "What was that then?" Eric inquired, his hand still on my back. He was obviously not convinced and I didn't need to look at him to know that.

He grinds through his canines. “Isn’t that…….” I tensed my brows and my body stiffened at the realization of what that denoted. “Yes, it lowers your sperm count and causes permanent impotency,” he responds with a baleful titter as he cut my words short. "Very untraceable." Anger filled my veins as I squinted my evil eyes at him and struggled with my emotions. “How did you do it?”

“Did we say you can close your eyes?” Someone spanks my thighs, and my eyes snap open. “No, Sir,” I say amid a breathy moan and bite my lip as a wave of pleasure replaces the fading pain. My gaze follows the muscle contours on Thirst Trap, all the way down to where his abs taper into a V that disappears behind the waistband of his sweatpants. A little lower, I notice his cock is now fuller, unlike the first time he arrived, and it is poking through his pants. It seems I’m not the only one feeling the effects of the incense.