Novel & Cerita Erotic Stories In Hindi

Her body was incredible—full, heavy tits with dark, hard nipples, wide hips, and a shaved pussy that looked swollen and wet. She climbed over me, positioning us into a perfect sixty-nine. Her thick ass and dripping cunt hovered right over my face as she lowered her mouth to my pussy. The first long, slow lick from my entrance to my clit made me cry out. Her tongue was expert—lapping at my juices, sucking my clit, then thrusting inside me.

They made him suck their cocks to get them hard again, his jaw aching from the girth. By dawn, Cindy was exhausted but glowing, lying in a puddle of semen. She pulled Mark close and kissed him. "I love you so much for letting me be this dirty. You're the best cuck a hotwife could ask for." Mark came untouched just from her words, his tiny orgasm adding to the mess, his heart skipped a painful beat, because his mistress will definitely punish for cumming without her permission. But deep down in that throbbing dick, he anticipated his arousal.

The Italian rolled off his tongue so easily and the goosebumps spread across my arms and up the back of my neck so fast it startled me. The cold office suddenly felt several degrees too warm. "What does that mean?" I whispered before I could stop myself. "Why don't you come to my office right now and take my cock into that sweet little mouth of yours. Maybe then I'll tell you what it means." His voice rasped hotly. My breath hitched. Hot heat rushed between my legs immediately and crossing them tighter right now was not helping in the slightest. "Why don't you go pay a sex worker to come suck your cock day and night,

I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.

“I saw everything. The hentai. The taboo stuff. The ‘corrupting the innocent’ videos…” I bit my lip, eyes locked on his. “Tell me, Max… do you also think about me when you stroke that huge dick?” His mouth opened, but no words came out. I smiled sweetly. “Because I think I’d like to watch.”

“Sorry doesn't cut it, girl. This is grounds for immediate termination. Public indecency on company property? You're lucky I didn't call the cops.” Tears pricked my eyes as I crawled closer, grabbing the edge of his desk. “Anything, sir. I'll do anything to keep my job. Please, just give me a chance.” His expression shifted, there was a predatory gleam in his eyes. He stood up slowly, towering over me, and unbuckled his belt with deliberate clicks. The zipper rasped down, and he yanked his pants open, pulling out his huge cock…thick and veined, already half-hard and swinging heavy between his legs. It bobbed inches from my face, the musky scent hitting me like a wave.

It’s the very first time that I have ever let a full sentence out without feeling like I’m going to make a mistake and bite myself halfway through talking. Lira’s eyes flash with delight and hunger. A sweet, wicked smile curves her full lips. “There she is, my brave girl.” She kisses me slow and deep, tongue sliding lazy and affectionate this time, tasting like my own cum and spiced sweetness. Then, she pulls out, leaving me achingly empty. Strings of our mixed juices stretch between us before breaking. Lira rises onto her knees, straddling my chest. Her thick thighs frame my face, that glistening, puffy violet cunt hovering inches above my mouth, her scent is intoxicating, I feel like I’m g

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" I could have refused but I was weak and I was ready to give this man my first time. Like in a daze, I reached for the button on his jeans. I flicked it open and unzipped, careful of the thick bulge now pressing against his briefs. He was already hard for me, a fact I liked very much. Reaching in, I wrapped my hand around his cock. He was hot, the skin stretched tight, and my mouth watered. I jerked him slowly, wanting to prolong this. Wanting to torture him. I may not have had a dick inside me but I had touched a few and sucked several and I knew how to prepare a man using my lips, mouth and hands. He sucked in a quick breath. "Fuck, keep going," he shoved his briefs and jeans lower on his

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