Erotic Sotries Novels & Stories

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. "You can open your eyes now," Her words reach my ears when I've... settled into position on the bed. I blush, then breath deeply at the feeling of seeing again as my eyelids go open. I'm blinking to adjust my vision while she trails her hands softly over my hips, tracing the bands of my panties.

Well, I know I’ve been long in setting up my little story here, but this is where our story gets interesting. After one of those aforementioned “hard days of work,” I went to the local watering hole with my best friend Stacy. We had always been close; we roomed together in college, and now we’re both personal trainers, so she felt my plight when it came to nights like this. I was throwing back wines like it was going out of style which always seemed to be occurring on half-price wine Wednesdays while listening to Stacy tell some of her racy and risqué stories of conquest. Stacy had taken to catering to the good-looking sector of our clientele and had taken to seducing them. She noted how “it

My head fell back as I placed my finger on it and began rubbing it back and forth, getting myself closer and closer to my peak and I could feel my orgasm ready to push me over the edge. “You see this baby? I need you to lick over it.” I told her as I kept rubbing my clit and without much thought her dainty mouth closed over my nub and sucked it in. “OH FUCK!” I couldn’t hold back my scream as my hips bucked off the bed and I grabbed onto the sheets for support but that seemed to have scared Margot because she backed off a little at my reaction.

he hissed, his hips twitching upward. I smiled wickedly and moved back up to kiss him again, but Viktor quickly flipped us so I was on my back once more. He began his own exploration with renewed hunger, licking down my neck, between my breasts, over my stomach, and finally, spreading my legs wide. His tongue traced long, wet stripes up my dripping pussy, tasting me thoroughly before focusing on my swollen clit. Intense pleasure shot through me, and I cried out, fingers tangling desperately in his hair as my hips bucked against his mouth.

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Liquid pleasure was flowing through my veins at a lightning pace; I grabbed the sink with my hand, a soft moan escaped my mouth as his dick rubbed harder against me, slightly opening my folds, the glans was hitting my clit with each move. "Ahhh... just like that... but we can't," I whimpered, but my hips wiggled impatient, grinding back to feel more. He sprinkled pre-cum over my skin like saliva, the slick making the rub obscene, his free hand slipping under my tank to mouth my breast, squeezing full, thumb circling the nipple rough. "Oh yea... ageeeeghhhh... hhhh." I moaned uncontrollably quiet, core releasing more fluid, coating his length as it slid through my folds, parting them open wid

she gasped, eyes rolling back as she took more, her walls clenching around him greedily. Ethan’s hands shot to her hips, gripping hard, but instead of pushing her off, his fingers dug in, holding her in place. “Lila… fuck, you’re so tight,” he growled, voice breaking. He felt incredible, her heat enveloping him like a vice, slick and hot, squeezing every ridge and vein. It was better than any fantasy; she was real, wet, pulsing around him.

The man moved his fingers fast, slamming them into my wet heat, then he leaned forward and captured one of my nipples in his mouth, his warm tongue gliding over it. "Fuck, make some room for me," the other lady said as she dropped to her knees in front of us. Inching closer, she latched onto my swollen clit, licking at it like it was the best thing she'd ever had. My body shuddered slightly and I could feel my climax approaching. Right on cue, the man increased his pace, slamming his fingers into my wet cunt and rubbing my spot over and over again while the lady sucking on my clit held my legs further apart for him to finger me harder. She licked and sucked on my clit harder.

He slower down suddenly, teasing me, deep strokes, grinding against my walls, making me squirm. “Say it!”, he ordered, tightening his grip around my throat. “Please” “Please what?” “Please Mr Tom”. “What do you want?” I groaned, my body shaking desperately. “Please make me cum Mr Tom”. I think that made him snap, he started fucking me hard, ruthless, pounding into me so deeply, I knew I’ll feel him for days. I kept screaming and moaning, shaking, gasping for air, watching myself on the mirror as I beg for his dick and call him sweet things.

The idea of me helping Sarah conceive, of sharing my seed with another woman under my wife's blessing, was a taboo that had turned my blood into liquid fire. Lillian pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, her gaze predatory and hungry. She didn't say a word at first; instead, she slid her hand down the front of my boxers, her fingers curling around the thick length of my cock. I groaned, my hips instinctively arching into her touch. She began to stroke me, a slow, rhythmic glide that made my toes curl.