Erotic Fictio Novels & Stories

No deep pressure that made my mouth fall open. He started moving, steady and careful. “Fuck, you’re wet,” he groaned. I wrapped my legs around him and moved with him, but every thrust just made me think of the desk. The way Mr. Grant had held my hips and forced every thick inch inside me. The way he had called me a slut while he used me. Derick kissed my neck. “You feel so good.” I closed my eyes and pretended the voice in my ear was deeper. Older. Meaner.

“Hmm… Perhaps that is the way in which we can get you that dick you have never tasted? I can help if you don't mind.” “I told you, I won't do some arbitrary person to make sure I understand what a dick feels like. I will better use a dildo if it's not somebody I love.” “Well…" “Stop that.” “Okay…. Well, Patty made me forget the major thing,” Erica said. “I've been waiting the entire day to show you this. It feels astonishing!” Erica started pulling her shorts down before Carmen could utter a word. “See, I did it as well, but I would have rather not been a copycat, so I did it differently.”

Without a word, they moved into position, the air was thick with anticipation, and the musky scent of our mixed arousal. My tight unfucked ass was about to be claimed. I shivered, pushing myself onto my hands and knees and presenting myself like the eager consort I was in this twisted fantasy world. How would I get back? I brushed the thought away immediately focusing on the fun about to happen; getting my three holes pulverised by their monstrous cocks at once! Lucien stepped up first, that veiny cock of his was thick and curved like a banana. He had been stroking it the whole time making pre-cum drip from the slit, and my mouth watered at the sight.

“How dare you touch my Eriwan! How dare you try to take an advantage of my Eriwan after you mixed some stimulating drugs into his drink!” hissed Erito feeling greatly furious. Eriwan was still pretending that he’d been under the effect of the stimulating medicines. He was still lying on the floor and screaming out his similar sentences, “Erito… Come here, Erito… Come here please… Please touch me, Erito… I want you right now, Erito… I don’t wanna wait for so long, Erito…”

Eros hissed in a strangled voice as his back pressed into the mattress he was lying on, while his fingers deeply curled in the sheets betrayed the frustration in his tone. Natalia lifted her head slowly, her lips slick as her smirk widened. She licked her lower lip deliberately, and her eyes glinted mischievously. “I woke up horny, and I found you still naked under the sheets. So I took the opportunity,” she purred, and before Eros could retort, her head dipped again, and her mouth enveloped his upright dick with deliberate slowness.

I knew I was making a huge mistake, but still, I couldn’t stop myself. My fingers slid down her clit to her pussy lips and immediately got drenched. I felt her arousal between them, and I smiled like a predator catching sight of his prey. I rubbed them gently against her folds and then raised them to her face. “Smell yourself, doll.” I spread her juices on the skin under her nose. “Can you smell the scent of desperation? Cause it’s reeking from you.”I slid my hand down and collected even more moisture. Then, with my free hand, I completely removed the fabric from her mouth and squeezed her jaw, making her open her lips. “Now taste yourself.”The fingers that were on her pussy seconds ago were

I moaned as I shivered at the breath and touch of this illusion. Yet, the man before me felt so much like him even if he had never done anything this gentle before. “I promise you, it won’t be painful," he whispered to my sensitive ear as a soft mewl escaped from my lips. "I want you to be rewarded with my seed and you would reach full ecstasy just by calling my name.” There was kindness in his voice as he spoke, his gentle eyes didn’t show any hatred like the one I remembered. It was cruel that the illusions showed to me felt so real. When this fake Varick kissed my nape, I could feel his familiar lips, the warmth of his arms around me, his scent and his voice.

"Lily is going to be good too. I need to be better than good." "What does better than good look like?" Sofia asked. "Real," Ava said. "It looks real." Sofia nodded slowly. "Then be real." "I'm trying to figure out how to be real in front of four hundred people without it feeling like a performance of being real." "That's the whole thing, isn't it," Sofia said. "The moment you perform authenticity it stops being authentic." "Extremely unhelpful," Ava said. "Thank you." "I'm just identifying the problem. You'll solve it. You always solve things."

Honestly, the only room in the house that was finished was the one he was using—the master bedroom. Behind the door, the girl continued to cry, and the sobs seemed to be amplified as they reached his ears. When he closed his eyes, his brain immediately found the memory of her flushed body tied to the bedpost - wide open, completely at his mercy. Eric sighed and straightened himself. Maybe he'll stop by the pub down the street and find an easygoing girl willing to help distract him from the girl behind the locked door. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed again as he strode across the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator door, he felt the cool moisture spread on his skin, so wonderful. Ever

"Look at you. You can't even seduce your own husband, so how can you seduce someone like him? Does he even touch you, Miracle? I bet you have to beg him to fūck you." Instead of taking his words seriously, a smirk formed on my face and I leaned closer to him this time. "Oh he fūcks me in ways you can't, Mark. His dīck is so big it reaches the deepest part of me that your five-inches couldn't. He told me I wasn't frigid as I reacted to his touches and moaned his name over... and over again. He makes me scream like I never did before. And do you want to hear the best part? He can make me cūm with his fingers when I have to fake it when I'm with you." His hand slammed on the table, causing head