Novel & Cerita Erotic Short Stores

Each stroke longer than the last but taking care not to go too far and pop out. It was heaven! Utterly erotic, utterly naughty and, at the same time, the most intimate of acts and with the lady that I loved. I got into a rhythm, coming out four or five inches and sliding back in until my pelvis slapped into her buttocks. I didn't need to go very fast; the sensations were already exquisite and I wanted this to last a bit longer.

I turn around to usher the doctor into the house and get this shit over with and when I see who it is, my blood runs cold. He chooses that moment to speak, inclining his head, but he's addressing Cerise's parents. “Contrary to popular opinion, erectile dysfunction is not a sign of future infertility, it's a situation that can be salvaged. I'm Mr Anderson's case, the problem stems from lack of arousal, so maybe his partner needs to do better, or maybe he just isn't attracted to her” His eyes linger on Cerise for a moment waiting for his words to sink in. She looks visibly uncomfortable. Liam has successfully shut her and her parents up. I'm impressed.

He breathed as I rubbed it through his shorts. "Well if you want me to keep doing it, you'll give me a nice kiss. In fact." I grabbed the snap of his shorts and pulled it open, "You do a good job, I'll reach right in and grab it, and wouldn't that feel better?" "Yes." "Then, how about you give your naughty teacher a kiss?" I closed my eyes and parted my lips once more and my heart pounded in anticipation as I awaited his kiss. After a moment of nothing, I stopped moving my hand and lifted it from his crotch. Immediately his lips pressed quickly to mine and with a soft moan, I grabbed his cock and stroked it once more.

I teased him for a second, stroking slowly, loving the way his control cracked. Then he couldn’t wait anymore. He kicked off his pants and boxers in one hurried move, and suddenly we were both naked, skin against skin, breathing hard. He was gorgeous—broad shoulders, narrow hips, thick and hard and ready. I couldn’t stop staring. Eric leaned down, kissing me slow and deep, then reached into the bedside drawer. He tore open a condom with his teeth, rolling it on without looking away from me. The whole time his eyes said mine.

***** Taking off the bags of dirt they have been in all day they both rushed into the walk-in shower, each taking their sides and scrubbing away. "Are you going to take care of that?" Jason met Eric's finger pointing to his hard-on. "No," Jason replied nonchalantly. "Ah, I see. You've got shorty now." Eric eyed him evilly. "He is not as short as your little Princess." Eric laughed at the nickname. "And so small." He agreed with a nod of his head. "Don't think I didn't notice him clinging onto you earlier." "Don't remind me, I still smell him on me and it turns me on."

She noted how “it only takes about 5 minutes of flirting or about 30 seconds of ‘accidental’ rubbing or touching for the little head to take over the big one.” God, hearing her stories made me ache. It’d been years since I’d felt anything more than a vibrator inside of me. Hearing her tell of sucking off would-be CEOs—or even the spoiled stepson of one—made me yearn for a real dick. A real fucking cock that could pulse and throb, read me, become one with me, and then release all of that pent-up passion deep in the parched throat or in my now moist, warm pussy.

Seeing she was interested, Antonio told her some of the intimate things the woman in submission could be forced to do. Then he said wistfully. "All the husbands claim there's no arousal like the one you get from watching your own wife in an erotic feminine confrontation with another woman." Smiling hopefully, he said. "It's very secretive, intimate and private. No outsiders are ever allowed. It's just what it's meant to be—a little intimate secret erotic club. "Honey... ," Molly said, smiling up into his handsome face. "I have a little secret to confide to you also," She giggled, "it's kind of embarrassing."

Her cries turned into incoherent gasps as her legs trembled violently. "Stop, oh God, stop, I can't," she whimpered, her body spent, but Jacob didn’t stop. His mouth was like magic, dragging her toward another peak until, just as she teetered on the edge, he pulled away abruptly. Her eyes flew open, frustration boiling over. "What? What’s going on? Why did you stop? I was just about to cum!" she snapped, her voice filled with a mix of anger and desperation.

Shirtless, with only a pair of gray shorts clinging to his hips, he looked like temptation carved from stone. Vivian’s breath caught. Her eyes betrayed her, drinking in the V-line that disappeared into his shorts, the sculpted muscles of his chest, the strength in his arms. “Stop eye-fucking me and do it for real,” Erick teased, before claiming her mouth in a hot, quick kiss. Vivian smacked his chest with her handbag, cheeks flushing. “I wasn’t looking. And don’t you dare try to distract me, young man.” Erick only chuckled, slipping his hands around her waist and pulling her close. “Then what’s got my lady all worked up?” He arched a brow, playful and wicked.

They began to mumble at the cliff of their minds and thoughts. Eriwan hasn’t reached his peak yet. Until when will he be shaking me like this? Erito hasn’t reached his climax yet. As a matter of fact, he really possesses well, robust and long-lasting stamina as well as vitality. Until when will he be pumping me like this? Eriwan and Erito were still deep inside their lusting fantasy worlds, over and over. They still kept pumping their partners’ bodies again and again, on and on.