Novel & Cerita Erotic Story Maker

I WOKE UP AS A CHARACTER IN MY EROTICA STORY 2 His mouth claimed mine like he owned it. Like he owned me—his fucking creator. His tongue pushed past my lips, tasting me, dominating me. A broken moan escaped my throat. I had written this exact kiss so many times, but feeling it — the scrape of his stubble, the raw hunger, the way he bit my lower lip — was overwhelming. My resistance was crumbling faster than I could process.

This gave me more comfortable access to her delicious pussy and let me go deeper with my tongue. Following a tip I'd read in an erotic story somewhere, I began with the alphabet technique, simply recreating the alphabet between her lips. According to the story, the unpredictability of the movements created a wild pleasure that built up steadily. It seemed to be working. By the time I was at Q she was moaning loudly, begging me, "Don't stop, Derek, don't stop!" Of course, I had no intention of stopping. I could have dined on this delicious delicacy all day and all night, wallowing in the amazing taste.

Toussaint whispered huskily against Jace’s earlobe and Jace’s limp cock went erect immediately. “There’s no going back now,” Jace told himself as reality dawned on him. He’d just given in to the pleasure, and he didn’t regret it. This time, he was ready to drown in whatever Toussaint had to offer. Toussaint brought his cum-painted hands up to Jace’s lips and trailed lines across his face. “Lick them clean.” That was all Jace needed. He parted his lips and Toussaint’s thick cum-coated fingers slid in, the warm saltiness of semen flooding his taste buds.

She came closer to his ears and whispered in a low seductive voice “Please.Quench my thirst darling.” She stripped down her bathrobe completely. Now she was stark naked in front of him. “Let’s try something different today.” he says, pulling out handcuffs and a stick from his drawer. “What's that for?” she asked, pointing towards the stick. It didn't look like some naughty sex toy but rather something a cop would use to punish criminals who won't confess their crimes. “It’s all for fun darling .You will soon know its usage.” She got down on all four limbs in doggy style on the bed as he tied her wrist to the end of headboards of bed with handcuffs , spreading her legs apart.

"Mostly employees who got caught up with clients who didn't follow the safe word protocol." "Seriously?" He nodded. "That's why I won't do it." "And that doesn't get you in trouble?" "No." He ran his hand down her body again, pressing his palm against her pubic mound. "I've built a pretty good reputation for myself here." Emma rolled onto her side, pressing her back into his. He moved his hand to trace the length of her hip, her thigh. He kissed her neck as he pushed his hips forward, showing her just how aroused he was, being close to her this way. They'd spent the last hour experimenting with different types of whips and floggers. He even used a few different lengths of feathers to tease a

“It’s too much, please.” “You can,” he growled, his hand slapping her ass, his cock relentless, his mouth sucking her nipple, his tongue swirling. “One more, Eva. Make me cum with you.” Her third orgasm crashed, her pussy squirting, her screams echoing, her thighs trembling uncontrollably. He groaned loud, his cock pulsing, his thrusts erratic as he came, hot spurts filling her, coating her walls, his body shuddering against hers. His lips stayed on her breast, sucking softly, his cock still inside her, softening but unmoving.

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

David sucked her clit into his mouth, then moved up to kiss her again, whispering, “You’re such a dirty wife… but I’m so fucking turned on.” Marcus spanked Emma’s ass sharply. “Tell him how many times I came inside you.” “Three… no, four times,” Emma gasped, pushing back onto Marcus’s cock. “He filled me so much…” David groaned and positioned himself in front of her face. “Suck me while he fucks you.”