Erotic Pool Stories Novels & Stories

“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

My voice was shaky as I spoke. I saw her smiling before she finally spoke, I black eyes were shining with something I couldn't quite name. No… the opposite of what I was wanting to hear from her… your writing was loving and powerful. I love your story because I love erotic stories myself and I'd like to talk more about it with you. “So are you free this weekend Come to my place Sunday at eight.” I felt my heartbeat increase is it the test that I don't want her to give me that she wants to give me in her house? Or is it something else? I asked myself.

I said, my voice coming out sharper than I meant. He chuckled low, leaning back in the chair, his legs spreading wide so his knee touched mine. The contact sent a spark up my leg, straight to my core, and I had to bite my lip to keep from reacting. "Fair enough. So, Emily, what do you want to see first? The pool's heated, if you want to swim." She smiled wide, standing up and peeling off her tank top to reveal a bikini top underneath, her tits full and perky, drawing his eyes for a second.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

Private. He turned to me, eyes black with pure lust. “Alright, Ava. Time to pay your old man's debt like a good little whore.” His big hand shoved straight up under my tank top, rough palm claiming my bare tit completely. He squeezed hard, thumb flicking my stiff nipple as he pulled me into a deep, demanding kiss. His tongue pushed past my lips, invading my mouth, tasting of whiskey and smoke while he pinched and rolled my nipple hard between his fingers. I moaned into his mouth despite myself, my body betraying me.

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.

More than twenty people can bathe in the pool at once. He remembered how she seduced him only to leave him hanging after turning him hard. Eros smirked. 'It's my turn to return the favour my siren ' he thought to himself and quickly undressed and slowly got inside the bathing pool, careful not to make any noise to alert Iris.

Paul’s was apparent, but there was no reason for Eric to get involved in this way, especially if he was still trying to prove his love for Crystal. **** The snow was still falling, but the heat from the hot springs warmed the snowflakes before they touched the water. The pool was half full, and everyone was having a good time. Only Eric seemed out of place. Eric lounged in the corner of the pool with a glass of champagne in his hand. There were half a dozen half-naked women on the other side of the pool. He watched their breasts bounce about enticingly, but he did not join them. Occasionally, one of them would blow him a kiss, but his d**k did not respond.

God, I’m turning him on as well. Thirst Trap returns carrying a bunch of things that look like sticks, but I quickly recognize those as a special type of incense. I’ve seen those in the black market while I was on a mission. I don’t know the specifics, but I do know they’ve been used for centuries as mild aphrodisiacs. Why are they doing this, though? I’m already longing for them, and I’m doing fine without this type of assistance. Why would they need it? Something tells me this is not as simple as it seems.

He asked, staring at the pool of cum on the floor, the white liquid clinging to the ground as if it belonged there. “You’re hard again,” he went on as he continued stroking the man’s dick while his own cock pushed deep into the man’s tight ass. “What if someone walked in right now? Saw their big, strong professor getting railed like a cheap bitch over the filthy nut that spilled out of his dick?” Sebastian asked. Jayden’s eyes rolled back, his body shuddering as pleasure-pain ripped through him. His prostate swelled under the constant assault, sending electric jolts straight to his balls.