Erotic Indian Story Novels & Stories

I reached back and grabbed his thick, muscular arms, trying to pull him even deeper. "Are you ready to leave it all behind?" he growled, his sweat dripping onto my back. "Yes! Just fuck me! Make me yours!" I shrieked. I was losing my mind. The erotica of the moment was too much. I felt my body tightening, my pussy clenching around him like a vice. I was sobbing and shaking as the waves of pleasure washed over me. Dax let out a loud, raw roar and came deep inside me, his whole body shaking as he filled me up.

It sprang forth, hard and pulsing, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Kira stroked the veiny length, marveling at its size and heat. She guided the swollen head to her entrance, rubbing it teasingly along her slit, coating it in her juices. Jax groaned, his hips jerking forward as he sought entrance, desperate to bury himself in her welcoming heat.

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

"Bend over the desk. Ass up, legs spread." I scrambled up, skirt hiked to my waist, tits spilling out as he ripped my blouse open—buttons pinging across the floor. Cool wood hit my nipples, hardening them more. I arched my back, pussy exposed, lips puffy and dripping, clit peeking out begging. He stepped behind, rubbing his cock along my slit slow, coating himself in my juices. The fat head nudged my entrance, parting folds, but didn't push in. "Beg for it, Mira. Beg your boss to ruin this married pussy."

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“I have, but I love a man with a slow hand and an easy touch.” The night was filled with soft laughter, whispered confessions, and the quiet symphony of two people who knew what it meant to lose and find each other again. India’s orgasm tore through him like a lightning bolt. She grabbed the sheets for support and buried her face in the pillow until the ecstasy abated. Twitching and breathless, she fell flat onto the bed. Denver pulled her back to her knees. From behind, he reentered her and went to work. Denver was in rare form tonight! He was finally done. Breathing hard, he collapsed on top of her. India smiled, brushing the dampness from his face.

Sam actually blushed, "I'll send you the links. It was tough to track the origins of the vids, other than that one filmmaker, but the Reddit stories were easy. A lot were fakes, but I ended up making contact with quite a few posters whose stories were real. I also started reading stories posted on erotica sites and looking up the authors. A couple said right out that they were in incestuous relationships. The stories they wrote had a different feel, I got so I could tell." Deb smiled. I wondered what was in her coffee, "Reading and seeing all that must have been—exhausting." Sam looked right at my sister, "I'd do my work on a wooden chair with a suction cup dildo and towel under the chair. M

It was lol getting to me and I was loosing it. “Im gonna cum”, I cried. He started increasing his pacing, his strokes became deeper and his moans a little louder, i started crying out in pleasure, this feeling was so good. In less than a minute, I squirted all over and collapsed to the ground. Panting hard. He stared at me with a smirk and helped me get up and took me to the bathroom. He didn’t finish so I knew this wasn’t over. “Hope I helped you forget that bastard?”he asked

Petrov trailed his hand back to the boy's puckered hole as he asked, "Do you usually watch p**n or just use your imagination when you jerk off?" Tim jerked a little as Petrov trailed a finger over his asshole, but answered honestly, "I usually watch p**n or read erotic stories, doctor." Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?"