Novel & Cerita Erotic Stories In Hindi

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”

“You’re too fucking sexy to be here alone. Come with me.” I follow him without hesitation, my heart racing. The restroom door locks behind us. The second it clicks, he pushes me against the wall and kisses me hungrily. His tongue dominates mine as his hands roam my body — squeezing my full tits through the thin dress, pinching my hard nipples until I moan into his mouth. He drops to his knees right there on the dirty floor, yanking my thong aside. “Such a pretty little Indian pussy,” he growls, spreading my lips with his thumbs. “Already dripping for a stranger.”

He groped her breasts over the soldier’s head, mauling the soft flesh. They were a hydra of hands and hunger. Someone, she couldn’t see who, dropped to his knees before her. His face pressed between her thighs, his tongue lashing through the gauze and finding her clit with unerring, brutal accuracy. Elara jerked, a scream caught in the portly man’s kiss. The tongue worked her, rough and relentless, and despite the violation, her body betrayed her, growing slick and eager. “She’s dripping for it,” the man at her cunt announced, his voice muffled by her flesh. He ripped the remaining gauze away, leaving her utterly naked. “See? The slut is in heat.”

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

Her fingers slid easily back inside me, picking up where I left off , withdeep, steady strokes that made fresh wetness leak out. “He won’t be interested in you like that, Maya,” she said softly but firmly, curling her fingers against my G-spot while her thumb circled my clit. “Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.”

And all because he couldn't tell her no when she told him to, “Please, please, be my partner for my next couple of pictures. I've always loved the idea of an erotic-themed photo.” But it baffled him that handling just her breasts could have elicited such response from him. He had had women thrown themselves at him - literally- and he'd been able to leave like nothing had happened. Jaz, Jaz, Jaz, She was saying beside him, “And I know you have some kinks - Fola told me- but I don't want any of that. I just want to be made love to.” She was talking in that rushy way that said she was ready to be rejected.

His two hands also went to her healthy breasts without any bra covering them. "Ohhhhh... Hon, I can't wait to lick and suck your big breasts," he seemed to have a hard time speaking, and after saying that, he pulled out one of her breasts in her lingerie. He stared at it first and eagerly sucked on her already hardened nipple. "Ohhhh!" she moaned as he sucked on one of her breasts. He nibbled and sucked it like a thirsty baby, he continued to rub his hand on her other breast. She no longer knew how to move her neck to the extreme relish of what the man was doing.

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

Hero woke up to wet heat sliding down his cock. His eyes opened slowly. Doe was straddling him, completely naked, palms braced on his chest as she sank onto his morning wood. She bit her lip, taking him inch by inch until she was fully seated, her pussy already dripping. "Morning," she whispered, voice husky. Then she started riding him. Hero groaned, hands flying to her hips. She bounced hard and fast from the start, tits swaying with every drop. The wet sound of her cunt swallowing his cock filled the room. He thrust up to meet her, matching her rhythm.

Private. He turned to me, eyes black with pure lust. “Alright, Ava. Time to pay your old man's debt like a good little whore.” His big hand shoved straight up under my tank top, rough palm claiming my bare tit completely. He squeezed hard, thumb flicking my stiff nipple as he pulled me into a deep, demanding kiss. His tongue pushed past my lips, invading my mouth, tasting of whiskey and smoke while he pinched and rolled my nipple hard between his fingers. I moaned into his mouth despite myself, my body betraying me.