Erotic Indian Story Novels & Stories

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

Some days she’d climb on top and ride him slow and deep, her hair falling around them like a curtain while she whispered how much she loved feeling him stretch her. One Thursday evening Priya decided to cook his favorite butter chicken wearing nothing but a tiny black apron and high heels. The sight of her bare ass and the soft sway of her heavy tits as she moved around the kitchen had Ethan hard before she even turned on the stove. He couldn’t wait. He came up behind her, bent her over the counter, and slid into her soaked pussy in one smooth thrust. “Fuck, yes,” Priya moaned, gripping the edge of the counter. “Take what you want.”

started apologizing for kissing sahil however Samrat paid no attention to her tears he continued carving on her skin, Erica had already started to bleed heavily because of deep scar which Samrat had created on her body , within five minutes Samrat threw away knife from his hand and looked at his carving , he smirked looking at it and then turned his head to look at Erica who was resting her head on windshield completely drenched in sweat , her eyes were heavy and it looked like she will pass out any minute however Samrat was not yet done with her, samart gave a tight slap on her face making her cry in pain again, he pulled her seat side handle and made her seat go in resting position as soo

"My Lord, you've wronged me. I never did such things." My father raised one hand. His guards dragged someone through the open doors and forced him to his knees on the floor in front of everyone. It was a painter. The guards forced him to the ground and barked, "Tell everyone here exactly what you told us. Every word!" The man trembled all over and immediately cried out, "Okay... Okay! It was the duchess who gave me a hundred silver coins and ordered me to draw an obscene painting. She also gave me the young lady's portrait and told me to copy it. She even sketched a rose and told me to use it as the birthmark on the waist..."

From the slight movement she could see, he must've been caressing his crotch with his thighs. Promptly, her imagination took over; that beneath his robes was an enormous white c*ck. Long and nodding, just like she liked it. She wished she could see it and s*ck it with her red-hot, salivating lips. Moreover, she wished him to have a circumcised cap, not foreskin like her ruthless boss. Her dancing was starting to control her senses. The fact that his guest was getting aroused made the scene more sensual. That reminded her of her first day here. While serving her first client, she was horrified at the thought of dissatisfying Ahmed. Moreover, it wasn't easy to f*ck a stranger. However, that wa

Ahana Pov . "How dare he kiss me?", I went after him and saw him entering a room. I also went to the room behind him but to my bad luck, he removed his shirt while entering the room. He was shirtless in front of me. I am facing his back. To be honest, I love the view of what my eyes saw, his perfectly maintained body. I am sure he has 6 or 8 pack abs. I came here to rebuke him. On the contrary, I am staring at him.

Her breasts bounced with every thrust. Lena watched with dark eyes, one hand slipping between her own thighs. “You look so good taking two cocks,” Lena said breathlessly. “Such a naughty bride.” Emma could only moan in response. Rico reached around and rubbed her clit while Jax sucked hard on her nipples. The pleasure slammed into her like a storm. She came again, harder than before, screaming as her body shook violently between the two men. Jax groaned beneath her. “I’m close.” “Fill her up,” Rico encouraged, pounding her ass faster.

One of her hands reached behind her and wrapped around my cock. She squeezed gently, then started stroking me slowly, her fingers sliding up and down my slick shaft, spreading the precum that was leaking out, not facing me. She didn’t turn around. She just kept talking to her husband like she was having a normal conversation while she jerked me off. It felt too good. Heaven and hell at the same time. The strokes got faster and wetter., and therefore louder. I turned on the tap quickly, letting the water run to cover the sound of her hand moving on my cock.

Just when I was about to reach the peak, he stopped and retrieved his hand. We locked gazes again. “You are very disobedient, Maya.” Slowly, he licked my juice off his hand and pushed two fingers in my mouth. “There, taste how sweet you are.” He released me and pushed me to the love chair, the one he had made specially for me. “You know what to do.” With weak legs, I laid on the love chair, my ass parched back and my face resting on the edge of the chair. The moment Rossi’s hand brushed my bare back, a wave of shock ran down my spine. I trembled involuntarily. My pussy paused, begging to be fucked like the whore I have become, their legal whore.

She murmured and not even a minute passed before I heard her soft snores as she slipped into sleep, exhausted and satisfied. It was so fucking crazy… whoever would've thought that once upon a time I’d go to India and fall head over heels in love with an Indian beauty, now my wife and my lioness. Not me for sure. ____ A. Gupta