Erotic Stories Kristen Novels & Stories

Shaking my head, I held out my hand for Grace and helped her get up. “Thank you,” I nodded. “I’m sorry but I can’t come. And if you want to fuck, you can choose from my friends to have their cocks fill in your cunt. I don’t fuck twice.” Then I walked away to go to my car. I massaged my forehead then stalked Erica again. I noticed that all of her pictures characterized her as a prim and proper lady, her clothes were perfectly fit on her body, it was so good, alluring, and addicting but not to the point that you will lust over her.

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She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

Adrian reached out, took the damp cotton between two fingers, brought them to his nose, inhaled once—deliberately—then set them on the desk like evidence. “Sit on the edge. Legs apart.” Elise perched on the desk, palms flat behind her for balance. She spread her thighs. Her pussy was flushed dark pink, lips swollen, clit peeking from its hood, glistening. A thin string of arousal stretched and broke as she opened wider. Adrian studied her for a long moment—clinical, appreciative. “You were reckless,” he said quietly. “Anyone in the row behind could have seen. Heard.” “I know.” “You didn’t care.”

But that's what she'd signed up for. Kyle'd been asking her to do this since the moment their honeymoon had ended. Three hypnosis programs to listen to while she jilled. Week one had started the dick fantasies. Week two had made her feel like Kyle was stroking her clit every time he touched her. She'd almost come last Sunday, holding hands in the park. Week three and her own clothes made her ache and throb and drip. It had been murder holding her lust back so as to surprise Kyle.

Fired up, she continued. Her hands worked my balls gently while her tongue swirled around my tip. Again, her throat opened up to give me a deep throat. My breath was heavy, my grip on her tightened, then…..I felt it. With a whimper, I felt myself explode in climax, jerking everything into her mouth. Fuck! That was good. Kassie scrambled to her feet and began her flash exit. “I love you, baby.” Again, I perfectly understood why I had said it before. No one gives better head than that little pretty thing.

She glances at Mina, then back at me. Before she can answer, Kristen steps in—taking over the entire conversation. “Why don’t you ask that to your no-good son?” Kristen snaps. I raise an eyebrow. What the fuck did Eric do now? But she doesn’t wait for me to ask. She keeps going, her full of anger. “His wife just gave birth, and he wasn’t even there! Then, when the baby was born, he didn’t even want to hold his own child. After you left, things got even worse.”

Kristin groaned languidly from time to time, arousing him by wriggling her elastic body. - Oh my God, how nice, if he abruptly grabs and enters me from behind, I'll just go crazy - Christine thought briefly. Conrod waited a little while and firmly took her by the hips and turned her over. She yelped in surprise, and immediately a wave of exciting bliss swept through her body from the flesh of Conrod entering her. The night of passion has just begun, and Christine will be surprised more than once that her increasingly vulgar desires will come true with Conrod. Conrod liked the role of a ladies' man, it was a whole game for him, but with his ability to read people's minds, this game was a win-