Erotic Dhort Stories Novels & Stories

“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

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The wet squelch got louder every time I pushed in deep. "Zane… I’m close," I gasped, my legs already shaking. "Tell me to cum." "Cum for me, baby, Squirt all over those fingers while I watch." My pussy clenched hard around my fingers. I rubbed my clit fast until my whole body jerked and I came, moaning loud while fresh cream gushed out and soaked the sheets. On the screen... Zane’s cock twitched and he stroked faster, chasing his own organsm.

My hands splayed on the window as he hiked my skirt up over my hips in one rough motion. “Black lace,” he murmured appreciatively, running a finger along the waistband of my thong. “Did you wear these hoping I’d see them?” “Maybe,” I admitted, pushing back against him. He chuckled darkly and yanked the thong down my thighs. Cool air hit my soaked pussy. A second later, two thick fingers dragged through my folds. “So fucking wet,” he groaned. “This pussy is dripping for me.” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I moaned loudly, then bit my lip to stifle it. Damien curled his fingers, hitting that perfect spot instantly while his other hand reached around to rub tight circles on my

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

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.

His darting eyes scanning her exposed skin like a predator ready to hunt. "I am here to help you as your therapist." Those caring mercury eyes looking for a single ray of hope. "Then help me to smudge your scarlet lips all over my C****" * Slow burn * Erotic * Dark romance * Mafia romance A story of lust, love, betrayal, and loyalty. Read the book in next chapter.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

My orgasm builds, and it keeps growing and growing. " Davin... oh, fuck, don't stop..." His free hand comes up and caresses my breasts, pinching and tweaking my nipples, and the combination of sensations is making me lose control. " Yes, oh fuck yes... keep going." His tongue laps at my pussy, and his fingers fuck me relentlessly. My orgasm explodes, and I scream, and my entire body convulses. Davin's fingers keep moving inside me, drawing out my climax, and his tongue keeps licking and sucking me, making my orgasm last longer.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.