Erotic Stories Mfm Novels & Stories

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).

Asian Potterhead and the Lovestruck Bad Boy ( Hunter Jones & Mey Wang ) 3. The Blonde That Got Away ( Luke & Shanelle Bernucci ) 4. Blackmailing The Bad Boy ( Flynn/Tyson & Kelsey Ferreira ) 5. Kiss Me First ( AU | Castile & Autumn ) Romance / Mature ( or what the author likes to call "Temptation and Seduction" Series ) 1. Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits / Dark Pretenses ( Clara Summers & Dean ) 2. True Love and Other Disasters ( Tae-Woo & YoonA )

“I’d rip those panties off and bury my face between your thighs first. Lick that sweet little pussy until you’re grinding on my tongue. Then I’d flip you over, spread those legs wide, and slam into you deep. You know how tight you get when you’re this desperate.” I moaned loudly, pushing two fingers inside myself. The wet, obscene sound of my arousal filled the quiet room as I pumped them slowly at first, curling them to hit that perfect spot. My hips rocked up to meet my hand, chasing the friction I craved. “Yes… just like that. Your cock is so much bigger than my fingers. I’m fucking myself right now, but it’s not enough. God, Daniel, I’m dripping for you.”

Her face is red and she keeps saying over and over, "Yes ... yes... yes... yes... yes..." I grunt with every thrust, and at the same time she says "yes," and the sound of our bodies slamming into one another echoes off the walls. I close my eyes and concentrate, careful not to cum too fast. I want this to last forever, for her. I want this to be a memory she cherishes forever. | pump and pump and pump and she moans and whimpers and wails. I feel her grip on my arms tighten and she wails, her mouth wide, her eyes wide.

He glanced down, a wicked glint in his eyes, and mouthed, "Deeper." My hands gripped his muscular thighs through his pants as I took more of him. The sounds were obscene, wet slurping, my muffled breathing. Damien's free hand rested on my head, guiding me into a steady rhythm while he discussed numbers and deals. "Yeah, send me the revised figures," he said calmly. "No, everything's fine here. Just handling some urgent... personnel matters." He thrust harder, fucking my face in short, controlled strokes. Tears leaked from my eyes, but my own cock strained painfully against my slacks. I hated how turned on I was, how much I wanted this.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

I said, voice rough as I tightened my grip and started a steady, punishing rhythm, “is for watching your uncle’s wife get fucked by two men and coming to it like you had any right. For going through my private files. For sitting here in the dark and using me without permission.” I stroked him harder, twisting on every upstroke the way I had watched him do to himself. Pre-cum leaked at the tip… I smeared it with my thumb and used it to make the next strokes smoother, wetter. His mouth never left my breasts. He sucked and licked and bit softly while his hands continued to massage the heavy curves, thumbs brushing over the wet peaks he had just abandoned.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

“All that fake mystic shit is over. You’re just my pretty little cumslut now.” Elara moaned brokenly in response, pushing back against me even as tears of overwhelming pleasure rolled down her face. Her body kept shaking, completely lost in the rough pleasure I was giving her. I smirked, slamming into her soaked, quivering pussy again and again. I started pounding Elara mercilessly, her pussy creaming all over my cock as she shook and sobbed through her orgasm. Her walls fluttered and squeezed me so tightly that it was driving me insane.

I hаd mу fingеrѕ in my fiancee’s рuѕѕу during the еntirе ѕtоrу. I couldn't just help myself. By the time she was done telling her story, my dick was throbbing painfully, and I swear her pussy had gotten wetter. My fingers were covered in her arousal. Damn, those two lesbians had turned my fiancee into a horny dog in heat and banged her in a fucking public toilet at a club, and she fucking loved it. I could tell from the excitement swimming in her eyes.