Erotica For Her Novels & Stories

She never told me that her alcohol tolerance is low, so I have to take care of her. She's snoring and it made me chuckled, after that I start removing her upper garments because she's covered with sweats. She moan as I touch her skin and later on open her eyes, and look at me. Erika is the one who makes me vulnerable at the time being and that's dangerous. Erika touch my cheek, her eyes was full of lust and love. She smiled genuinely and couldn't deny how it hypnotized me. As if she cast a spell to me, even if she didn't. I was hypnotized by her beauty.

I was about to tell her I am going to come but she shook and writhe, she spasmed above me, clenching her pussy around my soon to burst orgasm but I made sure to hold on. "Ahhhhhhh Ohhh god....!" She moaned erotically. Her pulsating walls were slowly breaking my defenses. "Tori, honey, I'm gonna cum...." I was wiped on my feet when she quickly moved to pull my cock out of her and she hovered above it. "Cum in my mouth, I wanna have a good taste of you," was all she said before she fervently sucked and fondled my now feeling so sensitive manhood.

She asks. "Yeah!" I say, maybe too enthusiastically. "I don't know why it's so erotic. I don't ever want to hurt you, but it didn't feel like that. It just felt really exciting." "Thanks for the lotion. It really helps." She says, pushing me back on the bed. Getting up on her knees, she starts licking her juices off my semi-erect cock.

Her lips drooled in rhythm with her incensed breathing. “Oooohhhhh you know I do, darling. Please quit teasing me; I want your cock. Gimme your fucking cock!” Thaddeus rubbed his prick against her wet velvet opening, pressing it against her clit’s metal studs. Erica gave a shrill cry and again lifted her hips but Thad was still mentally punishing her with evasion. “Thad, for fuck’s sake, quit teasing me,” she cried shamelessly. “If you really want this dick then answer my question. Tell me what goes on in your club.”

She curls them immediately, stroking that spot that makes my vision blur. “Quiet,” she warns, biting my earlobe. “You don’t want the seniors up front to know what a whore you are, do you?” I shake my head frantically even as my pussy clenches around her fingers. Lucia reaches up and yanks my habit open at the front, exposing my heavy breasts. She latches onto one nipple, sucking hard while Rosa finally puts her mouth on my clit.

Eros ordered, in a low, rasping voice, stepping backward to give her room. Without hesitation, she slid off the chair on shaky legs, a trail of her arousal dripping down her inner thigh. Without a word, she padded to the right side of the glass table, bending at the waist to plant her hands flat on the surface. Her legs spread wide, her ass presented again, the puffy lips of her pussy still twitching from her release, welcoming and inviting. The cool glass chilling her palms, her nipples scraped the edge as she leaned forward.

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.

she cried out. “What? Tell me what you need.” “Eric” she cried again. Breathing in heavily. “No Cat, tell me. Use words.” Eric was insistent. “I need you.” Her skin felt tight and way too overheated. “Where?” he demanded. “Aah.. inside.. me.” Moisture was seeping out her core where Eric still had his fingers. Cat closed her eyes, laying her top half against the sofa, trapping Eric’s hand still pulling at her nipple. The dual stimulation against her body was too much, and she was chasing something she didn’t understand. Lifting her hips, she pushed back into Eric’s shaft, making him swear.

I whisper, trailing kisses down her neck and reveling in the way her body responds to my touch. Within moments, she positions herself astride me, firmly grasping my pulsating shaft. She delicately brings her hand to her lips, sensually tasting my pre-cum, which instantly evokes a pleasurable moan from deep within me. The scene before me is undeniably captivating, exuding an intense eroticism. With a firm grip on my member, she proceeds to glide down onto it, engulfing me in a tight, scorching heat that amplifies my moans of ecstasy to new heights.

His touch seemed to be possessed with a witch-craft-made potion that she ended up desperate and seeking for more of him. “Primo, ah…” even her voice. It’s hard to believe that this erotic voice was hers. She’s different because Primo uncovered the depth of her womanhood that only he can give this much pleasure. And only he can make her have the nerve to get naked in front of him in a place not meant for sex. Georgia’s body arched when she felt his tongue twirling around her nipple. “Oh, Primo… more… I love it, ahh…”