Erotic Indian Novels & Stories

I am Reema, a 20-year-old Indian girl with a body that drives men wild. My thick, creamy thighs and ample bosom strain against the confines of my tight saree, revealing every tantalizing curve. I live with my father-in-law, a paralyzed man with a perverted streak and a 10-inch cock that throbs with desire whenever he sees me.

he told the bartender with a deep voice. My wolf perked up inside. "New in town?" I kept my voice cool. He turned and gave a small grin. "Just passing through. My name's Kael Rivers. A rogue wolf." "Rogue, huh? So you're Packless.," I smirked. He laughed low and sexy. "You got Alpha scent all over. What's your name, boss lady?" "Erica Stone. Stone Pack Alpha," I took a sip from my drink. His eyes lit up then went dark with raw hunger. "Female Alpha. Fuck, you're smoking hot."

Now I understood. "Yeah I can hear what you are saying about the bride but have you seen that Indian Queen right there ,fuck the girl is so fucking hot...damnit" Eric exclaimed lowly ,licking up his lips as his eyes darken with lust looking at a certain direction "Don't even dare Ric ,that one is mine" Sammy warned as he too smiled widely at the same direction ..It didn't need a genius to know who they were talking about..As much as I didn't want to look at her but I couldn't help it but to check out what had Eric so lustful about Anushka ..

(MATURE CONTENT 18+) Startled, Adrija rapidly sits up and gets off the table, her body still quivering from her orgasm as her legs feel like they could give out any moment but the way Shiv was looking at her it just made her ten times hornier. Shiv couldn't believe the sight in front of him. He couldn't keep out of his mind Adrija's bare ass and her p*ssy f*cking the table. His d*ck twitched inside his trousers wanting to be released and f*ck her right on top of that table, the erotic image turning him on beyond belief.

Then came the scorching heat of her bare, soaked pussy grinding against my ass. “Feel that?” she whispered hot against my neck. One hand reached around to rub my clit in tight circles. “I’m still full of his cum. And now I’m going to rub my messy cunt all over you.” She rocked against me. Her slick folds slid along my skin, leaving a wet trail. The dirty truth made my head spin. Her other hand gripped my hip hard. Her breasts pressed into my back through the thin crop top, nipples stiff like pebbles.

After continuing to violate what Tom was now sure was Eric’s virgin asshole, he pulled out. “Roll over, babe. I want to taste the rest of you.” Eric rolled onto his back, and Tom was treated to the vision of the chief’s enormous offering. He was not only massively thick, but was easily over eight inches long. Tom was good at head, but even he wasn’t sure he could take the man all the way in.

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

She had her ass pressed as far back as it would go and was wiggling it slightly under the facade of stretching. There goes my inner peace. Following Erica’s eyes, I clocked Dirty Pirate Guy watching from across the room. His mouth hung open as he stared at Erica, and I swear a bit of drool dripped onto his mat. “This is yoga,” I hissed at my best friend. “Not Tantric Sex 101.”

“Kind has nothing to do with it. You’re too beautiful to be standing alone. Dangerous, even.” I shift slightly, hoping he takes the hint. He doesn’t. “I’m Raferra” he says, leaning closer. His breath smells of whiskey and arrogance. “And you are?” “India.” “India,” he repeats slowly, tasting the word like it’s dessert. “Exotic. Fitting.” I swallow. “Excuse me, I…” “Don’t rush off,” he says, moving closer again. “It’s rare to meet someone so… delicious.” His eyes are undressing me.

The liquid immediately stung my throat in the most desirable way. “But he is stiff,” I heard Ericka say then. “He needs to loosen up a bit.” “Oh, believe me,” I stated, “I so agree with you with that.” She tapped a finger in the corner of her lips and leaned back on the cushion chair as if she was thinking. “The other one though, Rohan, is that his name? He seems easy to get along with,” she remarked once done. “Yes, he is. Can you believe that he is a Kamasutra guru?”