Erotic Enema Story Novels & Stories

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

BLAIRE The bathroom mirror didn't lie. My neck was a map of dark bruises, and my pussy throbbed with a heavy, relentless ache. I stood under the spray of the shower, the hot water hitting my sensitized skin like a thousand needles. I watched as the milky remnants of Raymond’s thick cum swirled down the drain, mixing with the steam, but I couldn't wash away the intense, complicated realization settling in my gut. I wasn't just Manuel’s widow anymore. I was the center of a storm I had walked into willingly, a woman caught between two brothers who wanted to claim every inch of the life I had left. I must confess ,I like every bit of it

The door to the toilet slammed shut, and relief washed over me. "You are such a slut, Keira. You came while people were right," he chuckled. Clint's strokes got sloppier, and he reached his apex. He withdrew his member from me, and I watched his cum spill to the ground as he groaned. I pushed myself away from the toilet seat, and my legs wobbled as I tried to gain balance. Clint's hands circled my waist, and he held me to him. "That was not so bad, now was it?" He asked as he rained kisses along my shoulders.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

He ignored Emma's pitiful cries and pleas, continuing to thrust into her. "Ugh... hmmm... haaa... let me go... don't... it's too deep... too deep... I don't want to... not anymore... please! It's too deep!" Pussy juice kept coming to lubricate her, and with his movements, the water from the tub also went inside, making his movements easier. Emma initially felt bloated and in pain, but then she felt something strange, a peculiar sensation. Pleasure surged like a huge wave, and Emma's mind began to haze over.

“We’re just getting started.” Elena turned her head, met his eyes. “I want more.” Nico chuckled low. “Greedy little thing.” She smiled, small and wicked. “You have no idea.” Later that afternoon, while the men were downstairs arguing over dinner plans, Elena slipped into the bathroom to clean up. She stood naked in front of the mirror, collar snug around her throat, faint red marks already blooming on her breasts from their mouths. Her hand drifted to her flat stomach. She pressed lightly, imagining it rounded, heavy, undeniable proof.

Her voice shook from the weight of pleasure. I had watched p**n. But watching live was something else. I couldn’t handle it anymore. I slipped my finger between the slits and started massaging my pussy. My moans came out light, so I didn’t draw any attention to myself.” Mr. Raphael held tight while he shot cum deep inside her hitting her cervix forcing her to push onto his cock and scream with a brain-shaking orgasm. My toes curled and my body shook as I felt myself cum all over my fingers.

He flashed a bright, dangerous smile and added, “Don’t worry. From now on, we won’t take any days off. We’ll follow your little erotica novel’s schedule exactly.” A chill crawled up my spine. Something felt very, very wrong…

It's going to be a disaster. Pulling the bathroom door open, I freeze at the sight I'm met with. Emiliana has one leg on top of the shower bench and her head is thrown back, eyes closed as she pleasures herself. I've never seen anything so erotic. My cock instantly gets hard. She's too busy to notice my arrival, so I take a moment to watch her. Glad that I didn't use glass walls to separate the space. A smile curves her lips and I know she knows I'm here. Wrapping my fist around my aching cock, I ask,

I could do nothing but scratch my back and complain of pain. Enzo was as crazy as an animal in heat, he hugged his body tightly, his hips strongly pushed. He had a crooked and perverted smile, I was slowly losing my senses, and only hearing the faint laughter in his ear changed slightly. Enzo happily wrapped his body around me, his erection digging deep into my warm vagina, I could feel the pain and stimulation he brought with his rough clicks. Started his perverted sentences: “Flora, do you like it, you see, this part of you is clamping me down… I'm dying… ha… ha… the vagina sucks so tight…”