Erotic Fiction Bdsm Novels & Stories

When she saw that he wasn't present even after another hour had passed, she stood again and then sighted the door that leads to the BDSM room he took her to the last time. She walked towards it carefully and opened the door, on opening it, she saw the same materials she had seen then there the last time only that there were large pictures of how the process looked like. She saw pictures of a man flogging a woman in the ass, she saw pictures of a woman sitting on a man's face, the man seemed to be eating her out. She saw pictures of a woman tied to a pole and being fingered. She saw all sorts of erotic pictures that she couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation in her pussy.

Cederick poked, lust and euphoric bliss plastered down his face. “Can’t hold on much longer,” he warned, pounding into her ass, which bubbled and moved bouncing on my laps. I slowed my pace, throwing my head backwards. Cederick held out his cock and wrapped his palms around both our cocks, giving it a few pumps before sliding back into her ass and me into her pussy. Our cum erupted, filling her in at once as we both plugged in. Fucking her through the climax, fucking her cum-filled ass and pussy until our hardened cocks had gone soft. And even then, Katya, like a greedy whore, kept fucking herself on our flaccid, now growing erect, cocks.

He finished inside her, groaning quietly as his cum flooded her again. Elena became addicted to the danger and the pleasure. Every Thursday she grew wetter just walking into the library. She started touching herself lightly in class while looking at Roman. Her pussy stayed constantly sensitive. She loved the way her ass stung after his spankings. She loved feeling his cum leak out of her for hours afterward.

“Desk. On your stomach this time. Ass up.” I scrambled up, nearly tripping out of the pants still tangled at my ankles, and bent over the edge of his desk. The wood was cool against my chest. Adrian stepped behind me, kicked my feet further apart, and dripped lube down the cleft of my ass. Two thick fingers pushed into me without warning. The stretch burned—still sensitive from last night, but greedy. He worked me open with the same ruthless precision he used on everything else, curling against my prostate until I was rocking back onto his hand and making broken, needy sounds that I couldn’t swallow down.

You will encounter moments of intense passion, where the boundaries of pleasure are pushed to their limits, and instances of raw brutality, where the darkest aspects of human nature are laid bare. As you navigate this journey, you will be confronted with the raw intensity of BDSM, where the balance of pain and pleasure is a delicate art. You will witness the power dynamics of manipulation and submission, where control can be both a weapon and a gift. And you will be drawn into the irresistible allure of the forbidden, where the thrill of danger heightens every touch, every whisper, every breath.

His words were a growl, as if he were a feral animal. Damien added a second, scissoring those two fingers until the stretch and burn made the pleasure skyrocket. And when he rubbed my clit with his thumb, sending me to the highest peak, I cried out in panic, scared I wouldn’t be able to hold it in any longer. “Now, Fina. Come for me now.” He sank his teeth into the flesh where my thigh and pussy met, and I came so hard stars danced in front of my eyes. God… my father’s brother was making me come.

I coated my saliva over the tip and continued massaging it. "Fuck! You know how to make one feel good, you little slut," he growled, and I continued to make him feel better by massaging and sucking his cock. His hand reached out and grabbed my breast over the top I was wearing, with nothing underneath. I was turned on myself, but pleasuring him came first, because when it came to him doing vice versa, I forgot the existence of my friend or the fact that I was doing the forbidden with her father. "Go faster!" he grumbled, pushing my head down more.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

Somehow, the sincerity of her hurt and disappointment was touching a part of me. I was angry, partly because her words hurt me. "Who the fuck do think you are? you watch your stupid mouth when you talk to me! By the time I'm done with you, you'll know who's the boss" I said, deciding to get to work on her. The little bitch had found a way to unravel me and I didn’t want that. I know I’m always at my best devoid of emotions. I unclasped her bra and started playing with her nipples and watched her move her upper body around to avoid my touch. "The more you struggle the better and, the sweeter it is, stupid bitch" I said and I moved my hand under her skirt and found her wet already. "Oh, who wo

The extreme eroticism of my voyeuristic encounter made it feel less invasive because they couldn’t see me and more sexual because it made me free to explore this fetish I discovered. I peaked and gazed out the window. The black woman stood up and waddled down the stranger’s slick, muscular body. His body shone with the heat from their encounter. The woman spread her legs wide and lowered herself onto the erect shaft that glimmered from her saliva. She jerked and strained to not scream out, as the large, thickened shaft vanished deep within her.