Erotica For Eomen Novels & Stories

She moans, "Yesssssss...Sweetie, that's it...yesssss...eat my pussy...eat my clit...eat it...mmmmmmm...yessssss...yessssss...that's good...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh!" Eric, grabs me from behind and starts pumping the hard flesh, "Here...sweetie, I'll take care of you." , While I worked her clit and Eric stroked, our moans filled the shower. He knew exactly what I needed; his fingers barely wrapping over the shaft, worked back and forth over the corona.

One hand pinched my nipples hard through the towel while the other hand just pulled the jumbo towel open—the material dropping to the floor—and finally found my engorged clit. He rubbed it in fast circles. Another moans escaped me. "You are soaked," he said. "Your pussy is dripping for my cock, Elara." “Yes,” I breathed. His fingers continued to work wonders on my nipple and my throbbing clit. "Please," I begged. "I need it. Fuck me, Damien. I am so desperate." He kept rubbing my clit and pinching my nipple while I pushed back against his hard cock and moaned louder. "Damien, please,” I begged him. “I can not wait Damien. Fuck me now."

My cock hardened fully under their combined attention, standing thick and heavy against my stomach as they deliberately avoided touching it directly. For what felt like hours, they took turns using their mouths, fingers, and a selection of smooth, vibrating toys they had brought aboard. Victoria’s tongue traced slow circles around the head of my cock, never quite taking me in fully, while Elena’s fingers massaged my balls and pressed gently against the sensitive spot behind them. Lila used a small vibrating wand on my nipples and along the underside of my shaft, the low buzz sending sparks of pleasure through me that built gradually but never quite tipped me over the edge.

Her body is sleek, her breasts high and full, her bare mound parted slightly as she shifts her legs. Eamon steps to the edge of the platform, unfastening his heavy leather trousers and letting his thick, rigid shaft spring free. Verena’s breath catches sharply, her eyes widening as she tracks the impressive length and girth of his throbbing cock. "Very impressive, Alpha." Eamon reaches onto the small timber side table where a humming crystal orb vibrates softly against the wood. Coralie warned him that elite females preferred sensory toys to build their heat, but Eamon brought a small lunar-vibe stone from his own den just in case.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

she was offering. She slid off the chair and pulled him up by his tie until he was standing. Dropping back to her knees in front of the full-length window with the city skyline behind her, Elena looked like pure fucking sin...her makeup was slightly smudged from the sucking, her hair coming loose, lips stretched wide around his cock as she worshipped him with renewed hunger. She worked him faster, one hand stroking in time with her bobbing head, the other cupping and massaging his balls. Her eyes stayed locked on his the entire time, daring him to look away. Daring him to refuse her the job.

I sat beside her, close enough that our knees touched. “It felt different with you listening,” I admitted. “Knowing you were touching yourself… hearing you moan while he was inside me. It made everything more intense. I came harder because of you.” Lila’s breathing had gone shallow. I unlocked my phone, opened the p**n app I sometimes used, and tilted the screen toward her. I scrolled slowly through videos, showing her different positions Theo and I had done, me on my back with my legs pushed wide, me riding him reverse, him taking me from behind while I held onto the headboard.

She shamefully clasps her hands on her face while she squirts as I coax her. When I had enough, I glide my toe to her slick folds and plunge into her warm inner walls while I close my fist over my cock, palming it. “Oh, fuck! Dima…” She vibrates, her palms kneading her tits. “This is too naughty. So erotic.” She cries out, touching her nipples. “Touch your clit, rypka.” I urge and she traces one hand over her clit and teases it while I fuck her with my toe then I fist my dick.

Not too deep. Then he held a kind of remote control in his hand. "Ready?" She nodded and braced herself for it. Liam started the device. Elena shut her eyes and almost passed out with the buzzing pleasure coursing through her. "This is... very erotic," she purred, and Liam chuckled at the choice of words. "Oh, my goodness. The pleasure it gives is different." "Wanna take it a notch higher, my lady?" Liam began to suck her nipples again. "Yeah, yeah," Elena panted, and just then a new wave hit her pussy. "Ohhhh. Oh my, I'm going to cum, Liam, this is. Ah."

One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement. Elena’s eyes darkened with lust as she watched them. “Look how beautiful they look, baby. Their clits rubbing together like that… I want to feel you like this. Come here.” She pulled me on top of her, spreading her long legs wide. She guided one of my legs between hers until our soaked pussies met. The moment our slippery folds touched, a jolt of pure pleasure shot through me. Elena moaned softly and started rolling her hips in slow, deliberate circles, exactly like the women on the screen.