Erotic Indian Novels & Stories

She smiled to herself as she realised she may not be in India but she was in a place that was full of Indians and thus the stare. That was the thing with Indians. They are all concerned about other people either it's their suffering or wellness which happened to be it's plus as well as it's minus. But that wasn't much of a concern compared to his shirtless hot body. She could feel the warmth of his skin brush hers everytime she stroked his head. His muscles were well built and looked strong. He had tiny hairs on his chest that made him look even more irresistible. Her eyes couldn't avoid the movement of his chest muscles as be breathed in and out. She somehow felt that his breathing wasn't n

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

Erika pushed her bum backwards into my lap and back on the bed, straddling me reverse cowgirl style, where she could exert her form of sexy control. Her back to me, she fingered her sensitive clit while opening and closing her knees. Like Audra's 'butterfly', Erika's version pulsed my cock with each cycle, bringing us back to the edge of the abyss, so close to cumming that one tiny wrong move would send us both crashing over the edge, collapsing into each other in a heaving, gasping pile of spasming flesh.

"Give me that, Pervert." —You call me, pervert, but it's you who wanted to do it outdoors, don't complain. — Love, it's going to be late, if we stay here, we'll miss our flight. — I want, my morning. Chad says, with a puppy face, beaten. Erika looks at him, and how she knows she, that she just wants to annoy. She looks to the sides, and since she doesn't see anyone, in her sights, she approaches the man, and puts his head under his skirt. Chad hadn't expected this, but the view inside was better than outside, he wasted no time, sticking his fingers into the center of him as he began to suck the fluids Erika released. The woman, she covered her mouth, so as not to release her moans. At that m

“This pussy belongs to me-“ he growls “-not Eric , not anybody else, Mine!” He slaps my clit continuously, his dick taming into my insides at the same time. I’m going to cum” I cried out eyes rolling to the back of my head His thumb picks up pace, his dick dragging against my front walls “yess baby, cum on this dick, cum on my cock like a good girl” . I came hard, harder than all the other times , my whole body shaking as my pussy clamped down on him hard.

He stated, pushing me down on the bed and started to slowly slip his hands inside my top. As much as I was nervous as this was my first time, I knew I wanted him so badly. I could feel my whole body screaming for his touch and the wetness pooling between my legs was making it hard for me to hold back myself. I wanted this and I'm sure it's not that big of a deal. Eshika has already done it with her boyfriend and it's quite common now-a-days. "I know but I'm not in India, right?" I smirked, making him laugh so hard. "Damn, you are really something else, Ridhi."

Tonight, it mixed with the faint scent of his own nervous sweat. Cindy was 28, a stunning NY model, she was a beauty with smooth tanned skin, full DD breasts that strained against any top she wore, a tiny waist, and an ass so round and juicy it made men stare in the streets of Golden Island. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, and her lips were always painted in a deep red shade that screamed "fuck me." Mark her husband was a 32 year old banker, who was average in every way. He had an average job in banking, average build, and an average 5-inch cock that had never quite satisfied her.

She truly did enjoy the way he handled her but it wasn’t enough to give her an orgasm except if she added a vibrator. Reed watched proudly as Light pulled out and slammed inside into Lexi’s wet pussy. “Ah!” She moaned loudly, her hips swirling as if begging for more. This moment made him admit that Light was truly the freakiest among them all. Within a few minutes with sex demons, he was already balls deep inside one of them. Reed felt his cock growing harder the more he watched the erotic live p**n. He smoothly slid his hand into Red's leather pants and then slipped his fingers under her thong.

He flashed a bright, dangerous smile and added, “Don’t worry. From now on, we won’t take any days off. We’ll follow your little erotica novel’s schedule exactly.” A chill crawled up my spine. Something felt very, very wrong…

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."