Erotic Ffm Stories Novels & Stories

“Suck it, boy,” Elias grunted. “Taste your Daddy while my friend fucks your ass.” Finn was in heaven. He had Daddy’s dick in his mouth, Mr. Sterling’s dick in his ass, and the taste of Leo’s spit and Ash’s dick still on his tongue. He was surrounded by men, surrounded by sex, surrounded by power. But Sterling wasn’t done. “Elias,” he said, his voice a little breathless from his exertions. “I’ve never tried a double penetration. This one seems pliable enough. And his hole is so beautifully open now.”

Sasha reached up and played with my nipples, pulling and slapping them lightly while Dominic spanked my ass and pulled my hair. “Take it, you dirty little planner,” Dominic growled. “This is what you wanted. Two cocks wrecking your holes while we call you our cumslut.” “Yes! Harder!” I begged. “Use me. Breed me. Fill me up.” The dirty words kept coming. They called me every filthy name and I loved every second. Sasha sucked hard on my nipples while Dominic fucked my ass deep. The pressure built again until I exploded in the strongest orgasm yet. My whole body shook violently between them as I squirted all over Sasha’s strap-on.

Petrov trailed his hand back to the boy's puckered hole as he asked, "Do you usually watch p**n or just use your imagination when you jerk off?" Tim jerked a little as Petrov trailed a finger over his asshole, but answered honestly, "I usually watch p**n or read erotic stories, doctor." Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?"

The wetness in Emery’s underwear was obvious with every step. Inside they did not stop to talk. Ronan stripped him slowly this time, kissed every mark that still lingered from earlier weeks, and laid him out on the bed. The night that followed was long and deliberate. Soft stretches of eye contact and slow thrusts mixed with the same filth that had defined them from the beginning. Ronan edged him with mouth and fingers, only allowing orgasm when he was buried deep and speaking about forever. He filled him three separate times, refusing to let him clean up between rounds. Bites and handprints layered over older ones. Emery stayed open and surrendered, taking everything Ronan gave and asking f

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.

Command after command. Vee: Faster on your clit. Add a third finger. I whimpered softly as I stretched myself, three fingers thrusting deeper while my other hand worked my clit with firmer strokes. My legs shook, spread obscenely wide on the chaise. Sweat beaded along my collarbone, trickling down between my breasts. The sounds I made grew louder, less controlled—moans and gasps that felt far too real for a paid session. “You’re close, aren’t you?” Vee’s voice dropped even lower, almost a growl. “I can hear it. Hold it. Don’t you dare come until I say.”

I was slow at first but my pace began to increase. Even though I tried everything; rubbing faster, pinching my nipples I couldn't seem to get off. The orgasm stayed just out of reach and I slowly grew frustrated and desperate. Sameal watched for a moment, his eyes dark with lust He climbed onto the bed, grabbed my wrist to stop me, and thrust two of his thick fingers into my pussy without warning. They were large, just like the rest of him, stretching me open instantly. A scream tore through my throat as i arched my back.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

“Push another finger in. Good. Now rub your clit while you fuck yourself on them. Faster. I want to hear how wet you are.” I obeyed every order, filming more videos and sending to him… By the end I was shaking like a leaf from all the pleasures, my sheets were soaked under me, a video of his thick cock still open on my screen as I came a second time with his voice ringing in my ears. Next day: I walked into the kitchen the following afternoon for water and stopped dead in my track. Ethan’s phone sat unlocked on the counter.. SecretHeat was open. The username at the top of the active chat was unmistakable.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.