Erotic Stoies Novels & Stories

She moans, "Yesssssss...Sweetie, that's it...yesssss...eat my pussy...eat my clit...eat it...mmmmmmm...yessssss...yessssss...that's good...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh!" Eric, grabs me from behind and starts pumping the hard flesh, "Here...sweetie, I'll take care of you." , While I worked her clit and Eric stroked, our moans filled the shower. He knew exactly what I needed; his fingers barely wrapping over the shaft, worked back and forth over the corona.

The free swing of her breasts added extra zest to her state of excitement— especially when Dina took a moment to play with them, making her nipples spark with want. Lorraine lay down with her knees up, her feet planted on the vinyl cushion, and her clitty on fire. A heartbeat later, Dr. Melling’s erogenous ass hovered above her face. She clasped the divine, sensitive cheeks, and pulled Dina into a sitting position. She felt the sizzle between her own legs as she began to lick the sweet furrow— Dina’s perfectly poised slit. Her ears went erect when she heard a sigh as crisp as the abandoned notebook: the

“Taste it. Taste what you did. What we did.” He forced his fingers past her lips. The flavor was complex—her own tang, the bitter salt of other men, the unmistakable musk of raw sex. She sucked on them, her eyes rolling back, a fresh wave of shameful arousal drowning her anger. Satisfied, he unzipped his jeans. His thick cock, already fully hard, sprang free. He rubbed the head through the soaked, sensitive folds of her pussy, gathering the mixed fluids. “This is what you do to me,” he hissed. “You make me a fucking animal. You make me want to share you and then reclaim you.”

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

I said with a smile, she tried to push me away but her arms fell to the side because she was weak, this made me laugh out loud, “ Bitch!” I said, giving her a smack on her pussy. “ Oh.” She let out a moan, falling over. Eric just watched, he didn't look interested. He wiped the cap of his dick that had cum on it, his dick went back up as he was still hard with precum glistening the cap. He knelt down, pushing her legs aside as he pressed the tip by her pussy entrance then he rammed into her walls, “ Ohhhh.” She screamed, jerking from her unconscious stage as she looked at the both of us,

I asked, not quite understanding the issue. “You say that as if we haven’t tried. Trust me, we’ve tried all those things, but he can’t interact with women romantically on…or off camera,” the manager said before closing his eyes like he had just seen a living nightmare. “What do you mean…exactly?” Justin asked suspiciously. “EROS views women as nothing more than something that he can have sex with. He’s never wanted and has never had a romantic relationship with women before. For him, it’s just…physical…sex,” Mark said as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

His other hand wrapped around her throat from behind—not squeezing, just holding, thumb stroking her pulse. “You’ll sit there for fifty minutes,” he murmured against her ear, hips snapping forward. “Feeling my come drip out of you. Feeling this toy torture that pretty clit. And you’ll be perfectly still.” She was close already—dangerously close. He sensed it, slowed, turned the vibe down to a teasing hum. “Not yet.” Then he sped up again, pounding harder, chasing his own release. When he came, he pushed deep and stayed there, flooding her a second time, groaning low against her neck.

An aura of the stench of cum pervaded the air around them, intensifying the lust that surrounded them. Eric was turning into a different person. It felt like Jenna was going to blow up. They were both going to lose their minds over these cravings and desires that were coursing through their bodies. Feeling his balls close together made Eric nearly lose control of himself, a soft moan slipping from his lips.

I rubbed harder, trying to make myself feel normal again. Eric kept going, his voice louder now, closer. “Thursday I want your mouth. I’ll stand in front of you, hold your head, and slide my dick between your lips while you talk about limits. Every time I get a problem right, I’ll push deeper. You’ll choke and drool all over your chin. Spit running down your neck, mixing with those hickeys . Then I’ll cum right on your tongue or paint your whole face. You’ll look so messy and used, Aiden. And you’ll still come back for more because you need the cash and you secretly love how dirty I make you feel.”