Erotic Story Swing Novels & Stories

“Oooh you know just what I want, baby. Gimme all that dick.” “Is it a swinger’s type of club?” he went on interrogating her. Erica squealed with frustration. “Oh God, yes! What the fuck did you think it was, silly?” She grabbed his hips and pulled him towards her. “No more talking. FUCK ME NOW, YOU BLACK BASTARD!” Thaddeus impaled his cock deep into her cunt-hole without further ado, going all the way inside her till his cock was just about floating in a cocoon of pussy juice. Erica locked her feet over his hips and bucked herself under him consequently.

I let out a loud, choked-off cry. He started a brutal, fast pace. The desk was hitting the wall—thud, thud, thud. Every time he slammed into me, I felt a wave of shared heat explode in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could bite his shoulder. I wanted to mark him. I wanted everyone to know he belonged to me. The erotica of the moment was overwhelming. We were two people who should not be together, doing things that were forbidden. The risk of being caught made it even hotter. I could feel him clenching, his muscles getting hard as he pushed deeper and faster.

Slowly, carefully, he stroked her femininity until her fists loosened, her knees sagged and her breathing became heavy. Eric ignored the pressure of the man's force pressing against the zipper of his pants, along with agonizing lust similar to the pain in his lower abdomen, and focused on soothing his weak slave. Her cheeks were rosy beneath the flushed skin. It was a color only an orgasm could produce, and Eric couldn't help feeling proud to have been the one to bring it. He stroked her back, no longer surprised by the way she arched in response. He will remember it. This story. She. Shaking that thought away, he began to converse with her in the act.

, he said curtly as his hands gripped my waist, dragged me towards him with my back to his chest. I swung a leg over, hovering above him, my pussy lips brushing his tip. He slammed me down against his crotch burying his thick cock deep in me. I cried out, the way his cock stretched me out was immense. Thorne was girthier than Draven and his cock pressed against my walls, filling me up. "Ride me", he ordered, slapping my ass. I obeyed, bouncing on his dick as I placed my hand on his knees for support.

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

I moaned loudly. He swatted again, the sting almost causing me to climax. I moved slightly, widening my legs and Erik obliged by shoving two fingers into my core. I bucked, moaning again. He rapidly moved them in and out and I shrieked in pleasure. He proceeded to pull them out and swat me twice more in rapid succession. I started begging.

He swung me, pushing the ropes outwards like it was really a normal day in the park and impaling me again, and again. This man was slamming his pole deeper in me than I could ever imagine, pussy gaping around him. Fuck! I was so fucking wet, the swing was getting soaked. I could feel my pussy letting loose on the grass as my husband fucked the ever loving shit out of me. Let's not even talk about my boobs that had minds of their own, slapping roughly against my chest, nipples knocking each other. "God, Travis. Your cock is fucking my pussy so good." I cried, snatch wanting to suck him in.

I'd sent the wrong fucking story. "I moaned in surprised pleasure when I felt her lips touch the base. I was fairly well hung and no girl had ever taken me all the way before...." Looking up at me, she shook her head. "Really Alex? Are you that hung and no other girl? What, all two or three that you may have had?" "Miss Ross," I began. "That's okay though its erotica so you can exaggerate, let's see...." She snapped her fingers. "Here we are. She shook her head and I gasped when I felt her tongue slide out and lick my balls."

Now it was Naomi's turn. Naomi didn't bother with starting in my pussy, but she was kind enough to lube up before ramming her strap-on in my ass. While she fucked me, the other woman rubbed and then sucked my nipples, kissed me passionately and finally rubbed my clit. I assume she was trying to make me cum to amuse the men. Their hard-ons were wilting so I waved them over on each side of the swing. The woman moved out of the way so I could grab a cock in each hand and start stroking them. Jerome got hard quickly. Ricky took a little longer, but I wasn't going anywhere so it didn't really matter. Naomi got two more orgasms out of me before she gave up. I was thrashing in the swing so hard dur

His cock stood hard and ready, twitching in the open air. Siren climbed over him in reverse cowgirl position. Her firm ass faced him as she lowered herself. The crowd behind the one-way glass had a perfect view of her perfect ass and his throbbing cock. She reached down and guided his tip to her entrance. Her pussy lips felt slick and warm as they brushed against him.