Erotic Interactive Stories Novels & Stories

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

wall again, lifted pounding, back scraping as he slammed nonstop. Doggy on the floor next, ass up, cock spearing from behind, hands fisting hair. "Show size... take it all, crush girl." "Beg nicely... or no more. Fall in love? Mine to unlock anytime." Second climax hit, body shaking, gushing around him. He followed, pulling out to rub cum over my ass, then back in, senseless rhythm, hardening minutes later, true to the pull. Counter tease, bed tangle hours of desperate fucks, tension's fire consuming.

“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."

I arched, hands in his hair, moaning uncontrollably. “Suck them—yes!” Ethan slid two thick fingers into my pussy alongside his cock, stretching me even more. The dual sensation made me thrash. He curled them, hitting that spot inside while his thumb worked my clit. I came again, screaming his name, body convulsing. “Ethan! Fuck— I’m cumming so hard!” He kept sucking my tits, alternating between them, biting gently, then soothing with his tongue. His cock never stopped; long, powerful strokes that made my eyes roll back.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

He started going faster and I lost it. “Yes… oh fuck yes that dick is so good, yes… please don’t stop… oh my God yes just like that … just like that , please don’t stop”, I cried. He gripped my throat, forcing our eyes to meet at the mirror. And that was fucken hot. “Are you gonna cum for me beautiful?”, he asked me. I nodded frantically, biting my lips so fucken hard as he kept slamming into me harder and harder. He slower down suddenly, teasing me, deep strokes, grinding against my walls, making me squirm.

she breathed, pushing her hips upward, fingers tangling in his hair as she ground against his mouth. “Feeling good?” Doris asked, amused. Elise nodded, eyes glassy, a breathless laugh slipping out. “Richard could never give you this,” Doris murmured as she spread her legs and began touching herself, aroused by the sight. Luca’s tongue worked faster, deeper, the pace relentless. The room tilted as pleasure coiled tighter inside Elise. “Yes…yes,” she cried, grinding harder, chasing the release building in her body. Across the room, Doris pushed her panties aside, rubbing herself with increasing urgency. Her head fell back, fingers clenched between her thighs.

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

Daniel let out a sharp, jagged hiss, his hands slamming onto the marble counter behind him for balance. "Oh, fuck... yes... just like that," he gasped. He started thrusting back, his hips jerking uncontrollably. He wasn't being gentle. He was slamming into my mouth, the wet, slapping sound of his skin against my lips filling the quiet kitchen. I sucked harder, my cheeks hollowing out as I tried to take every inch of him. I could taste the salt and the musk, and it was driving me insane. My hands moved to his balls, cupping them tightly as I pulled him deeper into my throat.

“Rub with me, baby.” Our soaked cunts met—hot, slippery, clit to clit. We started grinding slowly at first, then faster, hips rolling in messy circles. The sensation was electric. Every slide of her slick pussy lips against mine sent sparks through my body. Our clits rubbed together perfectly, and the wet sounds of our juices mixing were obscene. Sarah leaned forward, her heavy tits swaying as she grabbed my hips for leverage. “Feel that, Emma? Mommy’s pussy kissing yours. So fucking wet for each other.”