Erotic Swinger Stories Novels & Stories

Nine months of divorce numbness and eight months of pretending he didn’t want her like this — it all crashed over him at once. He slid his hand between her legs. She was dripping. Soaking his fingers the second he touched her. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned. “You’re soaked. Spanked and dripping for your Master like a good little slave.” She moaned loudly, pushing back against his hand. “Master— please—” He pushed two fingers inside her without warning. Deep. Curling. His thumb found her clit and rubbed tight circles. She cried out, hips rocking desperately against his thigh.

"I don't know what the fuck is happening right now, and my dick is wet and throbbing." "You'll have your fun, but I need you to hear me out." I look down and Cassidy is staring at my dick like a crazed mutt who just had her chew toy ripped away from her. My dick lurches at the sight. "Cassidy is yours to play with." "So, what, are we swingers now?" Loretta snorts. "No, I'm being a good wife." "You're not making any sense."

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

His tongue lashed my clit side to side, then plunged back in. His hands kneaded my ass, pulling me down and smothering him, nose buried deep as he hummed vibrations through my core. “Tell me… you jealous of Eunice getting this every night?” Smack—harder, my skin burning red. “Beg for my cock while you cum… say it’s better than hers.” “It’s… fuck… better… I want your cock… please!” I sobbed, pinching my nipples brutally and twisting as I rocked faster.

) << your everything gave it away, from your approach to the very end, like you/re trying to sell and Eskimo some ice or something >> ** it's just that we just wanted to have a little fun with you guys that's all, I mean look around we're in paradise, live a little ** {{ Babe what are swingers? }} they both looked at her as though she had suddenly grown three heads or something, I look to her and smile << swingers are people who go around sleeping with other couples just because >> ( it's not even like that, we get to know our chosen partners and have clean and good fun, that's all ) {{ why would you guys want to cheat on each other? }} ** it's not cheating, we are both aware of it and take

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

Patricia crawled between my legs and started licking my sore pussy while I sucked cock. Patricia and I got pulled into it. They made us suck two cocks at another time now while the men kissed and jerked each other off. I had Victor and Marcus in my mouth while Patricia worked Jax and Derek--spit was everywhere and we kept looking at each other, eyes watering, mascara destroyed, swapping more cum whenever we could. Then they switched positions again. They put me on my back with my head hanging off the edge of the bed. Jax shoved his cock down my throat from above while Derek fucked my pussy raw. No CD.

He bucked his hips into my hand. "You like that?" he growled. "Like feeling how hard you make my cock?" "Yes," I said, squeezing him tighter. "I want it now." He yanked my dress up to my waist fast. My black lace panties were dark and wet. His fingers hooked the edge and slid under. He found my swollen clit and rubbed slow circles. "So wet," he said, voice thick. "Your pussy is dripping for a stranger. Begging for my cock already." I whimpered and my head fell back against the door with a thud. "Don't stop... please."

Thick, veiny, and wet with that girl's spit. "Oh yes, Sara... choke on daddy’s cock," Daniel growled out. His voice was lower now, gravelly. "Suck that fucking cock." Sara started moving faster. She knew what he wanted. Her hands reached down, her small fingers cupping and squeezing his balls while her tongue swirled around the head of his cock. I could see the strings of saliva trailing down the shaft, dripping onto his thighs. She was bobbing her head frantically now, her small hands pulling at his thighs to get him even closer. I could see the skin of his cock stretching tight as she took the whole length of it, her throat working hard to keep up with his rhythm.