Erotic Story Swing Novels & Stories

Waves of pleasure pulsed through me, my hips jerking uncontrollably against his grinding cock. Lucian kept rolling his hips through it, prolonging every tremor while the tripod camera captured every gasp, every twitch, every drip. When the last aftershock faded, he carefully unbound my wrists, massaging the faint red marks with gentle fingers. He helped me turn to face him, my flushed, spent body still trembling. “You’re progressing beautifully, Elara,” he said, eyes dark with barely leashed desire. “The private portfolio is already telling a powerful story — the good girl learning to crave exposure. Tomorrow we push further.”

He rubbed the head of his cock against me, teasing, sliding through my folds mixed with his old cum. "Beg for it," he said, slapping my ass light but stinging. "Please," I whispered, shyness making my voice tremble, but need winning out. "Fuck me, Haiden. I need your cock. He thrust in hard, all the way, filling me completely, and I cried out, hands bracing on the wall. He didn't hold back, pounding into me deep and fast, one hand on my hip, the other reaching around to rub my clit rough.

“This is only preparation.” He activated the vibrations inside the inflated toy, then pressed a powerful medical-grade wand vibrator directly against her swollen clit on its highest setting. The combination was devastating. Sophie’s entire body tensed against the restraints as the overwhelming stimulation hit her. Her first forced orgasm exploded through her within minutes, a violent and humiliating one. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around the thick toy as she squirted messily onto the table, soaking the sheets beneath her. Dr. Crowe observed every detail with intense focus, never removing the wand. He forced her through the overstimulation, drawing out a second, even stronger orgasm tha

She said, “You know your brother thinks you’re gay? I laughed, “He didn’t think that when we were kids and he beat my skinny ass because he thought I was messing with one of his girlfriends!” “Your brother is a funny guy. You know, we ‘swing’ sometimes with other couples. These are usually like orgies, but Jim started getting jealous and would only let me get it on with women he was fucking or he would pick men and have me get on my knees and suck their cocks. I lost interest now, so it’s me and my vibrator.” She laughed heartily and swiped a hand across her crotch. Then she got dressed in her sweaters and coat and rushed out, yelling over her shoulder she needed to get her “brats.”

Toussaint’s speed on Jace’s cock doubled, stroking his full length as fast as he could while they both moaned from a mutual pleasure. Jace bucked and went taut in Toussaint’s embrace as he felt himself on the edge. “I’m cumming,” he managed to say breathlessly as he threw his head back. Thick white ropes of cum spurted from Jace’s cock continuously as Toussaint stroked him while Jace whimpered weakly until he went limp in place. “My turn,” Toussaint whispered huskily against Jace’s earlobe and Jace’s limp cock went erect immediately.

Pain bloomed hot, mingling with the relentless vibration until Lara's hips ground desperately, tears forming again. The domme leaned in, her breath hot on Lara's ear. "Invite them in, pets. This one's ready." Others joined immediately, two men from the swing circle, their cocks hard and ready. One stepped behind Lara, his hands spreading her red ass cheeks before sliding his thick shaft into her dripping pussy from behind. The entry was smooth, her cum-lubed walls swallowing him greedily, but he thrust hard right away, rocking the cross with powerful slams. The other positioned at her head, tilting it sideways to force his cock into her mouth. He pushed deep, stretching her throat as she gag

My breasts were so swollen and sensitive that each flick of his tongue caused lightening to strike in my p***y. ‎ ‎I was so turned on that my p***y clenched in on itself and ached with the need to be touched too. He released my n*****s and I lay back on my elbows as he began nibbling my ribs and working his way down my stomach. He stopped at my belly button and he licked the water that had pooled there. I drew in my breath imagining his tongue delving deep in my p***y. His mouth moved downward and in the same swift motion as before, he loosened the straps of my swimsuit bottom and flung it to the side with the bra. He stared at my p***y for long before whispering.

“You don’t come until I say. You hold it.” He goes back down and keeps the same relentless rhythm until I’m shaking and begging under my breath. Every time the pressure builds too high he backs off, blows cool air over my clit, waits for the edge to fade, then starts again. He does it four times. By the fifth I’m crying from how much I need it, hips trying to chase his mouth. “Please, please let me—” “Not yet.”

I looked at him, my eyes pleading for him to let me go. He seemed to understand, his movement becoming more erratic, more desperate. He pulled out just enough to let me come, and then he thrust back in hard, sending me over the edge. My body convulsed around him, my muscles clamping down on his erection. I cried out, my voice echoing in the library, but the books muffled the sound just enough to keep us hidden. I was in the middle of a powerful orgasm, my body shuddering and shaking, afterglow.

Ruby's eyelashes flutter gently at him. "Ruby, I love you more than I can tell you. So, stop talking about separating." He kissed her. "Mmmph. Eric..." moaned Ruby. She spread her legs and wrapped it around him. Eric didn’t hear any more words from her, but moans of pleasure as he thrust into her. Ruby was grabbing onto the swing as he took her. Eric saw her fingertips gripping onto the strings. He thought of a kinky idea. He snapped his fingers and turned the swing into a big and large swinging bed.