Novel & Cerita Erotica For Straight Women

I’m watching this sex carnival from the margins. The room is color saturated and molten, light sliding over costumes that gleam like liquid. A woman with orange hair in a beetle-black catsuit is giving head to a guy reclining in an elaborate leather chair raised on chrome scaffolding. His wide-spread legs are hooked over padded arms. His eyes are closed. The chair makes me think of my last gynecological exam. I asked her not to use K-Y because it gives me a yeast infection. She opened a drawer packed with little sachets. “It’s the glycerin,” I said. “Sugar upsets my vagina.” I meant the PH balance, but she understood.

"Why doesn't anyone who wishes to continue, find a slave and we'll begin." Reginald and Marjorie lined up in front of Julia and Ron, Jerry took Gwen, Chen took Reneé, Sarah took Lisa, Harold and Mary took Slut and Rose. Mistress Dark asked me to pause for a few minutes while she got some items out of her van. I went with her to open the door of the garage and close it when she returned. She rummaged around in the back and grabbed four boxes and came back to the house. She handed them to me saying, "I'm donating these to the cause." They all contained strap-ons or the non strap-on equivalent for women which they could insert in their own vagina. "They all vibrate," she said. If a male client

JULIA When I woke up, Lisa was still sleeping. I pulled out the list Janet gave me and looked it over more closely. Electro stimulation, hot wax, figging. What the hell was figging? Janet had done a lot more research than I'd done before deciding to become a sex slave. I didn't recognize half the stuff on her list. Some of the stuff we'd already done. Erotic spanking, stripping her nude, collaring her. Some humiliation, making her masturbate while I was on the phone with Chen, then telling him what she was doing. Light bondage and blindfolds, check. Sexual denial check. She hadn't texted me last night to say she'd cum and she was masturbating every hour she was awake. Nyotaimori, I had no cl

Some of it was just nasty and degraded all involved, others had looked exciting, sensual, and some of it had seemed hedonistic. Some of it, well some of it was obviously the result of people losing all control and had seemed wildly erotic. Id gone through lists: lesbian sex, straight sex, orgies, doms and subs; classic porn and new porn, some even labeled ladies porn, meant for the discerning woman. Id watched it all, and Id found a lot of it intriguing, but maybe not for me. I always went back to one category, no matter what, though.

Cum splattered across the floor and wall before I could stop myself. My wife folded her arms. "You nasty boy," she said. "Jerking off without my permission?" She stepped to the window. Her expression didn't change. "So... the secret's finally out." She looked back at me. "Come here." I dropped to my knees. "Make me come," she said. "Then we'll talk." As I obeyed, she ran her fingers through my hair. "Jo's been fucking me with a strap-on for over a month," she said quietly. "And Rita's always there."

The vibrating plug had been removed at some point in the frenzy, but the memory of its buzz lingered, making her inner walls clench involuntarily around the emptiness now. The women around her, the brunette with her piercings and the ebony goddess with those hypnotic curves, helped her up with gentle but firm hands, their bodies equally spent and shiny. They pulled her into sloppy, tongue-heavy kisses, their lips sliding wetly against hers, tongues delving deep to share lingering tastes of cum and arousal. "Next time, baby," the brunette whispered against her mouth, nipping her lower lip. "We'll break you properly." The ebony woman chuckled, squeezing Lara's ass one last time, her fingers di

"There's no touching other anything else?" Doing my best to keep a perfectly straight face, I nodded. "Yup, that's it. No touching." It was a lie, although not a very large one. There was technically touching sometimes involved, but only ever with consent from both members and only on the back. It was far easier to leave that part out, though, since it would only further make my parents think I'd joined an actual sex club. The other part I was making sure to leave out was that the club was almost entirely women, with only a handful of dudes.

My cuffed hands twisted uselessly behind my back, the metal cold against my skin. “Fuck!” He growled behind me like an animal, “What a tight little cunt you got.” He pulled back slowly, his cock sliding out, rubbing deliciously against my clit. I felt so weird and empty, and needed to be full again. So, I pushed my hips back desperately, chasing it… chasing his thickness… chasing him. He let out another low, dark chuckle. “You really are a slut. You want this cock?” I nodded desperately. “I need it.”

Seraphina “Uhmm…” I moaned as I slowly rubbed my clit with my fingers. Raphael’s picture in hand. Damn…already so wet from just thinking about his huge, strong and veiny hands doing things to my body. My pussy throbbed even harder, till I slid two fingers inside them and started finger fucking myself.

“Oh god… Doctor!” Jess laughed softly. “She’s soaking wet already. Her pussy is dripping down her thighs.” Freya added a second finger, thrusting slowly while twisting. “That’s it… open up for me. Such a dirty, needy girl.” Her fingers pumped faster, curling inside me. Jess reached underneath and rubbed my swollen clit in firm circles. I came hard within minutes, crying out as my juices gushed. The two women kissed hungrily above me, tongues sliding together, while they prepared the enema.