Erotic Stories Kristen Novels & Stories

Then the pure eroticism of it kicked in and she exhaled a little mew back into Kristy's mouth as she shifted her ass around on the slick leather. Kristy broke the long kiss and went to her knees. She pushed Darlene's legs apart, and said, "The question is, which one of us has wanted this fantasy to come true the longest?" She placed a butterfly-light kiss on Darlene's pussy lips and then answered her own question by saying, "I guess it doesn't matter much, does it, as long as it does come true!"

I did it again today. I visited my girlfriend at work. Reprobate writer seeks innocent Melanie for backseat naughtiness in underground parking lot. Yes, I’ve been wicked again. Spank me, Jesus. Before this gets too confusing, what with “blow jobs” in the title, let me clarify: I’m a woman, Mela- nie’s a woman—we’re a lesbian couple—but while I’m a woman with a pussy, my girlfriend’s a woman with a cock. She’s trans, hence the mention of blow jobs. So that’s one mystery solved.

Her bare bountiful milky-white tits are heaving back and forth, giving out that she's breathing really hard from having me openly admire those lucius flesh of hers like this. There's a small pubic hair covering her private area, and I can't wait to bury my face in there. I want to make her know what it feels like to be touched by a powerful man. Not just the usual sex. She needs to get her mind off the way she was sexually harassed last night. I want her to remember my touches and my face when those disturbing images try to cloud her mind. Nearing Kristen's side, I wrap my hand around her throat. "I meant what I said about worshiping your body, Kristen," and with this, I capture her mouth wi

Kristen's heart was drumming in anticipation. After two months of celibacy, she was finally going to have sex. The thought sounded odd even in her mind but she couldn’t help herself, she was happy. Having sex and then swearing to celibacy was pure torture. Her days were filled with erotic thoughts, her nights filled with erotic dreams. She dreamt of giving him a blowjob, something she hadn’t done in person. Kristen did not feel she was a blowjob kind of a girl—if that existed—but she badly wanted to do that to him.

My nipples brushed the altar. "Tell me you want this," he demanded. "I want it," I said. My voice shook. "I want you to fuck me here." He slammed harder. Skin slapped skin. One hand left my hip. It slid up my back. He unhooked my bra with one motion. The straps slid off my shoulders. My bra fell. My bare breasts pressed against the marble now. The cold made my nipples ache. Father Jake reached around. He found my clit. His fingers rubbed fast circles while he fucked me. "Come on my cock," he ordered. "Come like you did for that stranger."

I answer wanting to tell them about how we were sent away by a girl that they all consider some weakling. “ I think that will be for another dmyinr , right now I need you " Kristen who has been less interested in the conversation cups my face and immediately crushes her lips onto mine kissing me so angrilyike she wants to kind of tell me that she has a problem that I even have no idea about. Her one hand on now around my neck , another one goes between my legs grabbing my hard-on which is already erect. She goes me a hard squeeze and thus earning a moan from me.

“Taking three cocks like you were born for it. Our perfect little cum slut. Look at how beautifully you fall apart for us.” I cannot speak. I can only moan and gag and sob around him while Knox and Jace pound into me from behind. My body belongs to them — completely, shamelessly. Knox reaches around and finds my clit. He rubs fast, rough circles. “Come,” he orders. “Come with both of us inside you. Show your brothers how much you love being used.” The orgasm rips through me like wildfire. My pussy clamps down on Knox, my ass clenches around Jace, and I scream around Kade’s cock. Tears stream down my face. My whole body shakes uncontrollably.

“I killed Mr. Winston. And I kidnapped Beatrix. But it wasn’t only because I wanted power. It was… It was because of what he did to me.” Peterson raised an eyebrow. “What did he do?” Kristien’s whole body shook as she spoke. “He… he raped me,” she said, the words almost inaudible. “Mr. Winston. He… he took advantage of me.” Peterson was silent for a moment, his expression grave. “I see,” he said finally. “I’m sorry. That must have been difficult for you to admit.” Kristien nodded, tears streaming down her face. “I just couldn’t take it anymore,” she said. “I couldn’t bear to see him every day, knowing what he’d done. It… it drove me insane.”

"We will use every inch of this glorious body as we please. Understood?,' he murmured as he took my nipple between his fingers and rolled it, i nodded desperately unable to form words. Lucien chuckled behind me as his palms slid over my ass, kneading my cheeks before he slipped to my clitoris, rubbing it lazily. I bit down on a moan threatening to escape my lips. Draven watched from the corner of the bed, stroking his hard cock slowly. "Start with her mouth, Cedric. Show her how princes feed their consort", he said his voice raspy with lust. Cedric didn't hesitate, he made me get on all fours on the bed and knelt before me. He then took his cock to my lips, his tip was coated in precum. "Ope

Her nipples hardened into unbreakable steel inside my mouth while my tongue rolled around her areola. I knew I was going to fuck them both. I had to summon my inner Viking spirit. It would have been a walk in the park if it wasn’t for the effects of the drug still. I tried to reach my dresser for the condom but the effort made me break out in sweat. The girls noticed and pulled me back to the bed. “Why don’t you relax and let us do all the work,” Jayne said as she smirked at her girlfriend. Above me, they pulled closer and shared a sensual kiss exchanging saliva which was by far the most tempting scene I’d ever seen in my life. Their breasts wiggled with every move they made and it was as if