Erotic Desi Stories Novels & Stories

One massive hand wrapped around my throat holding me there while his other hand yanked my bikini top down, exposing my breasts. “These have been teasing me all fucking day,” he growled, palming my left boob roughly before pinching my nipple hard. I cried out, arching into his touch. “Walking around with your nipples hard and smelling like a desperate little Omega in heat. You think I didn’t notice?” He dropped his head and sucked one nipple into his hot mouth, biting down just enough to make me moan loudly. His hand slid down my stomach and straight into my bikini. Two thick fingers plunged into my soaked pussy without warning.

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

wall again, lifted pounding, back scraping as he slammed nonstop. Doggy on the floor next, ass up, cock spearing from behind, hands fisting hair. "Show size... take it all, crush girl." "Beg nicely... or no more. Fall in love? Mine to unlock anytime." Second climax hit, body shaking, gushing around him. He followed, pulling out to rub cum over my ass, then back in, senseless rhythm, hardening minutes later, true to the pull. Counter tease, bed tangle hours of desperate fucks, tension's fire consuming.

His nipples scraped against the metal hood every time he rocked back onto those invading fingers. “Shit… so tight and hot inside,” Diesel muttered, curling his fingers to rub directly over Jake’s prostate. Jake cried out, hole clenching hard around the thick digits. “That’s the spot, huh? Gonna make you leak even more before I give you the real thing.”

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I growled, the sound raw in my throat, and climbed on the bed, grabbed the thin hand of her robe, and ripped it down her arms tearing it off in one rough pull. She spread her legs wide for me, knees falling open. Her pussy was soaked-pink, glistening, lips puffy and swollen, clit peeking out like it was begging. So fucking Succulent. I dove in. No teasing, and I buried my face between her thighs, sucking her clit hard into my mouth, shoving two fingers back inside her dripping hole. "Fuck, Derek!" she cried out, hips bucking. "Yes. Eat my pussy. Suck it harder. Oh god, your tongue feels so good.”

"You haven't had a wax or a facial since before you were pregnant with Pennayyy. Yes, right there. Don't stop, you little fucker. Lick it. Lick it good. Suck this pussy just like you should." Addy ran The Hedonism Spa, the best private spot for miles. Clearly, she practiced what she preached. "Should I call back when you're finished?" I asked flatly. "No... no... I'm almost close," she gasped. I heard a muffled grunt from a man. "Oh, Baljitttttt. More tongue, yes." A few seconds of frantic groaning followed before a man's voice came through, thick with an Indian accent and heavy satisfaction. "Hmmm, my little munchkin, you had a large one, heh."

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

“Lie back. Legs spread. I want to see all of you.” I did as I was told. He stood between my knees and looked down at my cunt like he was deciding exactly how he wanted to ruin it. Then he freed his cock, already hard, and dragged the thick head through my wetness until I was shifting restlessly on the polished wood. “Tell me what you want,” he said. “I want you to fuck me.” “Where?” “Right here. On your desk.” He hooked my legs over his arms and started fucking me. “Look at you,” he muttered, eyes locked on the place where his cock disappeared into me. “My stepdaughter, spread open on my desk in the middle of the workday, taking every inch like she was made for it. Anyone could knock. Anyone

“Fuck… if I’d known this was waiting for me, I would’ve bent you over my desk and taken you right there.” He stepped back into my space. His mouth moved from my collarbone down to my breasts. He unclasped my bra and tossed it away, then took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while his fingers pinched and rolled the other. All I could do was moan and thread my fingers through his hair, holding him there. When he finally left my breasts, his hand slid down my stomach and between my thighs. He pressed firm circles against my clothed clit until I was trembling and moaning on the island.