Romans & histoires Erotic Nudist Stories

He groaned. I began laughing so hard after reading what nerdy has written in one of her stories, where she used my photo as the cover. “No wonder, that woman is really a virgin. Hahaha!” I was inside my room and it was past half-past ten already. I couldn’t sleep, that’s why I decided to read one of her story. And I just realized how all of her stories, aside from they all have lame sex scenes, they were almost all about secret love. I mean, about one-sided love.

Derick, who had no idea what I have just done. I touched my lips, then my neck, then lower—just once, through my skirt—and felt her breath catch. I grabbed my bag, got out of the car, and walked toward the apartment. I walked into the apartment still feeling Mr. Grant’s cum leak out of me with every step. Derick was on the couch in a t-shirt and sweatpants, scrolling on his phone. He looked up and smiled. “Hey, baby. Long day?” “Yeah.” I went straight to the shower, but I didn’t wash between my legs. I left his cum inside me on purpose. When I came out in just a towel, Derick was already hard. He pulled me onto the bed and kissed me like he always did—soft, familiar, safe.

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

I was holding onto my stomach, laughing and crying my eyes out, looking at him while his innocent face was telling the story as if he was a victim of some horrifying sexual act by his sugar daddy. "I was to twerk naked with my ass to his face, and let me tell you...my dick was flapping and it's very inconvenient...then my balls..." He didn't stop talking, instead, he was taking me to his lap, whispering huskily in my ear. The laughter quickly turned into moans, his words turned more seductive when he took off my top. The story ended when he licked and sucked my nipples.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, dominant/submissive dynamics, rough sex, forbidden relationship, risky public sex. 18+ only. Ethan had been subscribed to Scarlet's exclusive content for eight months. Eight months of the most intense, addictive solo sessions of his life. The mysterious masked stripper had become his obsession....her body was perfection, her moves were hypnotic, but it was the mystery that really got him. Nobody knew who she was. She never showed her face, never spoke, just moved with a sensuality that made grown men weep.

He backed me to the counter fast, unzipping, cock springing free, veined and leaking pre-cum. "On knees, Lila. Suck it because those tits made me hard. Best friend's brother needs his slut's mouth." I dropped, knees hitting tile, mouth watering at the sight. Took him deep, tongue battling the underside as I sucked greedy. He groaned low, hands fisting my hair. "Fuck... yes, mouth like your pussy. Suck harder, jiggle those boobs while you do." I reached up, pulling my dress low, breasts spilling out, jiggling as I bobbed, nipples hard from the cool air.

I wanted to scream my lungs, I wanted to make his name. I just wanted all of him. His lips. His cock. His fingers and his hands all over my body. I watched him pull down his pants. Shove down his boxers and he held out his cock in his hands. I swallowed emptiness while staring at his big man. He was Soo big.. bigger than I had imagined. I slowly took off her shorts and my tank top, and soon enough I was laying naked right in front of him. The idea of Derick walking in on her and meeting us never came to my mind at one bit.

“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."

Nicolas muttered. He twisted my panty near my core and slid his finger inside it. “No..No This can't be happening.” My eyes widened, I clenched my fists and bit the corner of my lips. He started with slowly rubbing my core and pulled down my red lacy panty completely. Now I was stark naked in front of them. I felt something hard under my ass. It was Clover's manhood getting hard beneath his pants. “Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.”

Stranded, no rules? Thea laughed, sipping her water. “Wild. You gotta get creative to survive.” Jon raised an eyebrow, sitting beside her. “Creative, huh? Sounds like a story.” Adam grinned. “Let’s just say we kept each other… entertained.” Nate chuckled. “Oh, I bet. Spill it.” Thea leaned back, a familiar sparkle in her eyes. “What happens on a deserted island stays on the island, right?” Jon’s gaze darkened, intrigued. “Not always. I’m into stories like that. Ever try an orgy? Threesomes, foursomes… gets the blood pumping.”