Novel & Cerita Erotic Short Stories Online

The first touch of his tongue was electric. He licked her from asshole to clit..She cried out, and gripped his short hair. He groaned against her, the vibration going straight through her clit, and she felt her knees start to shake. "Fuck, you taste good." he growled, sucking and licking her clit like it was his life source. His flicked his tongue against the swollen nub while he pushed a finger inside her. She was so wet it slid in to the knuckle without resistance. He added a second finger, and she moaned his name, her head falling back, as she ground her hips against his face.

I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me. Damien's hands moved to my breasts, squeezing them through the fabric of my blouse. I could feel my nipples hardening, aching for his touch. He trailed kisses up my stomach, his tongue circling my navel before moving higher. He pushed my blouse aside, exposing my bra. With a swift movement, he unclasped it, freeing my breasts. His mouth captured one nipple, sucking it while his hand played with the other. I whimpered, my body writhing under his touch, my pleasure building to a crescendo.

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

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“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 couldn't get enough of his hard muscles, especially the one that kept sliding in and out of me. After a few seconds of kissing, Erick's thrusts changed from long, slow thrusts to short and fast. Now he was pounding away at my cunt as if it was the last pussy he'd ever get to fuck. Although, if I had my way, it certainly wouldn't be the last time he fucked me. The heat in my pussy was building until it felt as if I was going to explode. But before I had a chance to let my orgasm overtake me, the door to the bedroom burst open.

Alexander pushed my thighs wide open and stepped between them, looking down at my exposed pussy like it was his property. “Tonight, I’m going to take my time with you,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt. “I’m going to taste you, finger you, and edge you until you’re begging to cum. And you’re not allowed to cum until I say so.” He dropped to his knees in front of the island, pulled my ass to the edge, and buried his face between my thighs. The first long, slow lick across my clit made me moan loudly, my hands flying to his hair.

And it happened to work every single time. “God, Clara… we really shouldn’t be doing this,” he groaned, his hands squeezing my ass, fingers digging in like he couldn’t decide whether to pull me closer or push me away. I leaned in, pressing my tits against his chest through my half-unbuttoned blouse, my hard nipples rubbing against him. I tightened my pussy around his cock on purpose, lifting up slowly until just the swollen head was stretching me, then sliding all the way back down with a wet, filthy sound. My juices were everywhere; it was coating his shaft, and even dripping down onto his balls, as I kept riding him nice and steady, working for that 'A’ I needed so badly.

His large hand immediately slid up my thigh and under my dress, finding my bare, already soaked pussy. “No panties again,” he growled approvingly, his thick fingers stroking my clit. “Such a dirty little wife.” Ethan watched from the couch, his breathing already heavy, hand palming the growing bulge in his pants. Vincent pushed two thick fingers inside me, pumping slowly while his thumb rubbed my clit in firm circles. I moaned, my head falling back against his shoulder. “Look at your husband,” Vincent ordered. “Let him see how wet you get for his boss.”

Nicolas shifted his grip, took one of her hands, and forced her own fingers down between her legs. “Rub...” he ordered, pressing her fingers against her oversensitive clit. “Rub it while I fuck you... make yourself cum again...” “I can’t...” she sobbed, even as her fingers started moving under the pressure of his hand. “It’s too sensitive... it hurts...” “Good...” he muttered, pounding into her harder. “Hurt then... cum for me while it hurts...”