Novel & Cerita Erotic Stories Mfm

The kind that’s not going to tell you she washed her hair because it was covered in cum. My mind drifted back to last night or this morning, since I didn’t come back till 4am. I felt a sharp thrill as a memory of me riding a cock while the others feasted on my body, flashed through my mind. A small smile crept across the corners of my mouth. I still felt sore from all the places I had been ravished. A fantasy well lived…so much better than what I had imagined. I bet you’re wondering, how did I end up in a room with a bunch of strangers, living out my fantasy?

Jake called out, his voice sounding muffled right against my wet skin, before he went right back to sucking me fast and hard. "Cool, hurry up you guys, break's almost over," the coworker said, his footsteps moving away until the door shut tight. The moment we were alone, I lost all control. The fear of getting caught mixed with the crazy pleasure pushed me right over the edge. "Fuck, Jake, I'm gonna cum—ahh!" I groaned loudly, bucking my hips as my release exploded right into his mouth. "Mmm, fuck yes, give it all to me, Jay," Jake hummed dirty, sucking hard through my release and swallowing every single drop until my knees went weak.

Jax edged me mercilessly with a small remote vibrator pressed to my clit while he fucked me, bringing me right to the edge before pulling away. Victor was rough and controlling, choking me lightly from behind while he pounded me. “This cunt belongs to Apex Dynamics now. Every drop of cum is company property.” Rafe saved the best for last. His massive cock stretched me wider than anyone else, the raw girth making me scream as he bottomed out against my cervix. He fucked me with slow, powerfully breeding thrusts, one huge hand pressing down on my lower belly. “Gonna knock you up, Casey,” he rumbled. “Fill this womb until it swells. You’re our office breeding whore from now on.”

ARC 10: MOONFLOWER ON THE ALTAR WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, omegaverse dynamics with alpha/omega knotting and breeding, public gangbang, intense dubcon/noncon elements, and pack breeding/claiming themes. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark, unrestrained erotic fiction ---- My name is Vespera Eric, and I have spent every one of my twenty-one years knowing exactly how this night would end.

Her body shuddered against the minibar, legs barely able to hold her up. He didn’t pull away until she whimpered, spent and shaking, drenched in her own release. He rose slowly, fingers glistening. Brought them to his lips. And sucked. “Generous tip,” he said, voice thick. Camille was trembling, thighs slick, her breath ragged from the orgasm he’d just coaxed out of her with nothing but his fingers. But she wasn’t finished. Not even close. She grabbed Rafael by the open front of his shirt, his chest still exposed, the fabric clinging to his back, and shoved him backward with a force that surprised them both. He landed flat on the plush carpet, dark eyes wild, chest rising hard.

My thighs pressed together on instinct, but it was already too late. A slick rush of wetness flooded my panties, hot and sudden, soaking the delicate lace until it clung to my swollen fold. My clit pulsed hard, as if his voice had whispered the command straight against my skin. God. I was dripping. Just from an email. Just from the knowledge that the most explicit thing I’d ever written...forty-three pages of raw, shameless fantasy...was now sitting in his inbox. I had submitted the wrong file. On Monday night I’d been running on cold coffee and three hours of sleep, watching a course submission portal count down the last two minutes before the deadline.

I Let My Best Friend Hold Me Down While Her Boyfriend Fucks Me ( F x Fx M ) Chapter 3 Jake strokes his thick, heavy cock while he stares at my soaked pussy. Mia pins my wrists above my head against the couch. “Be a good girl for him,” she whispers in my ear. “Take that big dick like the desperate slut you are.” I shake with nerves. “I’m straight… this feels like too much…” Mia laughs gently and kisses me. “Your pussy does not seem to agree. It is dripping for my boyfriend’s cock.”

A/N This is an FFM book. So, this was a tough request to write as I'd never written bi stories. Well, I tried to get exactly what the reader asked for. I hope it's to your satisfaction. @Caro. It was a pleasure bringing the characters to life.

IMPORTANT WARNING: This is an MM (Male/Male) Gay Erotica story with extremely explicit and graphic sexual content. If you prefer MF stories and are uncomfortable with gay romance, please skip this book and move to Story 9 in my collection. 18+ ONLY. Liam’s hand still stung from the slap he’d delivered two days ago. The memory burned hotter than the summer night air clinging to his skin. That arrogant bastard at the gallery opening, tall, dark-haired, with a jaw like carved marble and eyes that screamed 'I own everything I touch' had grabbed him by the waist and kissed him like he had every right. No warning. Just lips crashing down, demanding, tasting of expensive whiskey and pure dominance.

Closely so. As the waves swept close, Marcus reached down and flicked his nipple, pinching hard enough to bring his release faster. Jeremy pulled out the cock and dropped a glob of his saliva on the thick length, massaging it into the veins as he got to his feet. “What are you doing?” Marcus asked, narrowing his hazy eyes. “I want you to fuck me,” Jeremy said, turning around and guiding Marcus’s hand to his hips, “hard. So when I got out there and meet my wife, your cock and the way it feels inside me, is what I think about.”