Novel & Cerita Erotic Exhibitionist Stories

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

“Do not move.” He then began to arrange me. He positioned my arms, bent at the elbows, my hands cupping my exposed breasts. He tilted my head back, exposing the long line of my throat. He spread my legs, leaving my slick, bare pussy open and vulnerable. I was a statue, a tableau of pure eroticism.

- The other said. - Did you find biological material? - The other questioned. - He did not use a condom, with the examiner, there were lacerations in the vagina. - The other said. - An animal. - The other said. The other man had a sinister expression on his face, so they could have just looked towards the police reports. - I don't understand people like that, how can someone live and do that? - The other said. - The world is full of it. - The other said.

He walked towards me, grabbing me by my neck while forcing me to stand from the chair, and then he slammed me against the wall. “It’s against the ethics of my profession. I’m a therapist, and you are my patient,” I struggled to say. “I’m no patient, Charlotte. I’m in my proper senses, a man with a dick and a fucking cock. Fuck your ethics.” He released his grip. He scattered his hair slowly with his right hand; it was quite nice. “I’m going to ask you this question now: do you want to fuck me?” This was insane. What kind of man asks that type of question? I stared at him blankly. I didn’t speak, and he walked towards the door, leaving.

His thumb ground against my clit in tight circles, and I grabbed his shoulders as my legs had begun to turn jelly beneath me. “Look out there,” he growled into my ear, his tongue occasionally linking a sweet sooner on the side of my neck, ticking me in a very good way. “All those people down below. One glance up and they’d see you spread open for me. Your pink pussy spread to the world…How's that for a project, little bird?” “Fuck…yes,” I moaned, my eyes rolling to the back as I imagine the people below us watching us, while his fingers got soaked with my pussy juices. Until Alexander, I never knew I had a thing for exhibitionism.

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

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.

I said, taking her hand in mine and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Okay here goes. I've never had anyone do what you did to me before. I've heard my friends talk about it but that's all." Her face began to redden and she lowered her eyes. "You mean you've never had a guy lick you down there?" I asked skeptically. "No." "Wow. I find that hard to believe, I mean I've heard rumors that you're..." I couldn't bring myself to come out and call her a slut. "That's just vicious gossip that Patty Brady spread because she saw me with her ex-boyfriend Tom Simpson!" Cassie growled defensively.

“Would you want other men to see my body?” His gut knotted at the thought of other men near his woman. Times were different, but he was still primitive. “I told you, they wouldn’t unless I allowed it.” And that wasn’t happening. She bit at his jaw and then licked the sting. His body tightened. His cock jerked. Pulsed. Strained hard against the material of his trousers. He loved his reaction. He felt. Actually felt. “Do you know what an exhibitionist is?” There was a teasing note in her voice.