Erotic Enema Story Novels & Stories

"My Lord, you've wronged me. I never did such things." My father raised one hand. His guards dragged someone through the open doors and forced him to his knees on the floor in front of everyone. It was a painter. The guards forced him to the ground and barked, "Tell everyone here exactly what you told us. Every word!" The man trembled all over and immediately cried out, "Okay... Okay! It was the duchess who gave me a hundred silver coins and ordered me to draw an obscene painting. She also gave me the young lady's portrait and told me to copy it. She even sketched a rose and told me to use it as the birthmark on the waist..."

While gasping and trying not to faint, Eric heard Nana squeal in shock. "Oh. God. Yeah!" She whispered and laughed. As she looked down at her body, her expression was priceless. “Scattered everywhere. Oh my. Eric – it…it's so sticky.” Eric laughed, watching her poke at his essence and try to wash it away. He chuckled. "It's even more sticky when it's wet," he warned. Turning away, he reached for the soap. He stiffened when she touched his back. Long sigh. In the aftermath of his orgasm, he didn't have the strength to argue or fight at all.

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…”

I was buried to the hollowness, her walls clamping down on me, creating a suction that was almost painful in its intensity. The restroom was a whirlwind of heat and scent. I watched Sarah, her legs hooked over my arms as I pumped in and out of her with slow, deliberate strokes. Every time I pulled back, her inner walls clenched greedily around me, desperate to keep me inside. The sight of her flushed skin, her breasts bouncing with each thrust, was intoxicating. I leaned down to capture her mouth, swallowing her moans, ensuring no sound escaped her lips.

And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl. My hand slumped away in exhaustion….and my face? I couldn’t help the tiny grin that spread across it. That was….it was good. But here’s the thing about post nut clarity, it snaps you back to reality at once. And my reality was, I had a fiancé waiting for me at our launch table. Oh No!! The guilt hit me as I scrambled to fix my clothes properly before bolting out of the stall. Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom?

I bounced backwards with each thrust, his body driving into mine. “Climax, Tova. I want you to climax hard.” He punctuated each word with a thrust and it didn’t take long before I was gripping the fur under me, my toes curled and my legs tensed, the waves of pleasure a moment away. When I began to climax, Erik pulled out and slipped himself into my anus. I immediately tensed, scared he was going to hurt me, but he was gentle, pulling in and out at a slower pace than he was doing just a moment ago.

There was an odd swear word in it but it seemed right for the context'. 'Did it turn you on?' I asked simply. Julia now flushed bright red and did not answer. 'Your face tells me that it did. I'm glad, which is what it's supposed to do. Did it offend you?' 'No. How could a lovely story like that offend me?' she asked in return. 'What better definition of erotic writing do you want. Something that is not offensive but is a turn on both mentally and physically' 'Do you think that that story is true?'

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

Well, that and not wanting to do anything that might give our parents an idea of what their kids were doing together in the backseat. Giving up on trying to play with my nipples through my bra, I dropped one of my hands into my lap to work on my clit. Combined with my brother's dick inside me, I could feel the end rapidly approaching. Evan was apparently close as well, his breathing growing ever more ragged in my ear as he began to move in shorter, faster strokes. And then he came.