Erotic Fictio Novels & Stories

She bucked against the bed, up and down, due to the movement of his hips smacking against her. He became brutal, dominating. He slid his hand between her cleavage, down to her throat, and held her there, completely arched, bent backward for him. Her breasts bounced as he fucked her relentlessly. Their movements became a sizzling, erotic dance of lust and desire that neither could control. He watched the sight before him: her smooth, glistening skin, her alluring, pointed breasts bouncing relentlessly as he moved brutally against her. God, it was so beautiful, he wanted more. It twisted his brain, making him uncontrollable.

I had to fight to keep my voice steady while my holes clenched and my juices soaked through my panties. Twice I almost came in front of everyone. The second time Ciara pushed me over the edge deliberately. I had to fake a coughing fit to cover the orgasm that ripped through me. My thighs trembled under the table and I could barely finish the deposition. The clients thought I was just exhausted. Only Ciara knew I had just cum like a desperate slut in front of them. That evening at home she took things even further.

I squeeze my eyes shut for a second, forcing my breathing to remain even, mimicking the rhythm of sleep or deep thought. ‎Dante is relentless. He hooks the fabric aside, his finger sliding through my slick folds and sinking into my heat. I have to stifle a moan, turning it into a cough that I cover with a fake sip of water. The cool liquid does nothing to quell the fire building in my belly. He pumps his finger in and out, curling it to hit that spot inside me that makes my toes curl in my heels. He adds a second finger, stretching me, filling me right here in the middle of a board meeting. ‎

“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."