Erotic Indian Novels & Stories

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

Soon, Madri's pussy was coated in thick white liquid, and the meal was prepared. Erika bent forward and she could see Madri's leg's trembling. She could smell Madri's pussy and the way the scent of her juices mingled with the milk. It made Erika's mouth water. She leaned forward and then gently kissed Madri's clit. Madri's body felt hot and she noticed that Madri's entire body shuddered from the contact. Erika's tongue slid out of her mouth and against Madri's pussy. Her taste, mingled with the milk and was delicious. Erika lapped at the liquid, her tongue touching every delicious inch of Madri's pussy. Madri moaned and writhed on the examination table.

Indie said. She gently guided my legs apart and knelt on the floor between them. With her tongue and teeth, she teased at my lower lips, then spread them with her fingers to gain access. Her tail slipped up to caress my clit, giving it the same pheromone bath her g-spot had received while she sucked and licked my folds. The skillful way she tormented my body was revelatory. Rao was amazing, but Indie had years of experience on him. Honestly, I didn’t know if I would’ve survived having them both at the same time.

I replied, bringing my index finger to my lips. I stood with my legs open, straddling him on both sides of his waist, and began a sensual dance. I squatted down, nearly touching his erect penis, but without making contact. This drove him wild; he was desperate to fuck me. He was sweating and trembling with intense excitement. I squatted over him, grabbed his penis at the base, and traced shapes between my thighs with the tip. He closed his eyes and pleaded with me. "I want to fuck you. Come on, come on, I want to put it in you now..."

I moaned as it rushed out of me. “Fuck… cum for me darling” He said as he smiled, licking my thighs and pussy. I have never experienced a squirting orgasm in my life, it felt good, raw and pleasurable. I laid on the desk, my breath was uneven. I couldn’t explain what I was feeling.

My husband’s son sleeping just down the hall. But that only made me wetter. I rubbed my clit faster, harder, gasping and moaning under the steaming water as my orgasm rushed toward me like a tidal wave. My legs started to shake. My breath came in short, broken cries. I was so close… so fucking close...

Holy hell, heat burned her up and her heart rate increased. Eric cupped both sides of her buttocks, bringing her back to the counter and holding her still as he lipped and pulled at her clitoris. Running his tongue from the top of her hood to the centre of her core, Cat bucked and cried out. Eric held her firm, not letting her escape his sweet torture.