Novel & Cerita Erotica Men

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

Layla didn't even notice. "Anyway," she said, scrolling on her phone now, "He was never even that good in bed, so I don't know why I cared—" I clenched around his fingers as they dipped inside me, curling just right. He pressed his thumb against my clit and rolled it. "—but now he's begging to take me back," Layla finished, sipping her juice. "That's... crazy," I managed to say. Mr. Carson's lips brushed the rim of his mug, and when he looked at me, he smirked. The kind of smirk that said you'll be dripping down your thighs before breakfast is done.

She stared at Dafina who wore an almost dreamy expression and shook her head, barely managing to keep her eyes from rolling to the back of her head. What was with every woman that came within a mile of the man? Did he give off some lethal pheromones or was his cock just made of gold? Yes. Lucas was extremely good looking, but he was conceited, cocky, and far too arrogant for his own good. Why didn’t other women see this? Almost as if on cue, the man at the center of her thoughts strolled into Dafina’s office with all the confidence and swagger of a man who knew he was practically irresistible to women.

Erica replied between moans as she started getting closer to cumming, having absolutely no idea anything like that would happen that day. “Oooooohhh....” Ed said as he came again before he pulled out of Erica and sat back on Darla’s chair before both of the sexy woman sat on his lap, “I can’t fuck anymore right now. My abs are burnin’ and I’m outta man sauce.” “Man sauce?! Haha!!” Erica exclaimed before her and Darla busted out into laughter and smiled back at him.

“My secretary. My ex-wife. My perfect little sluts.” Jessica and Claire watched him, lips parted, hands lazily touching each other’s bodies as they waited. With a deep, guttural groan, Charlie’s orgasm hit. Thick, powerful ropes of cum erupted from his cock, raining down on them. He painted Jessica’s full breasts and face first, then shifted to cover Claire’s tits and open mouth. Stream after stream of hot cum splashed across their bodies...on their stomachs, necks, cheeks, and tongues. Both women moaned softly, arching slightly to receive every drop as he emptied his balls completely over them.

Saliva bubbled at the corners of my lips, dripping onto Thorne's legs Lucien and Draven stroked their dicks faster as they watched us. Lucien's red hair fell to the side, as he stroked the tip of his cock hard. "Look at our brothers using up her holes", he groaned. Draven grunted in agreement, his hand stroking his cock even faster. Their dicks were driving me crazy. Thorne thrusted his hips beneath me met my own movements in rhythm as his dick pounded my cervix. Cedric's dick fucked my throat hard.

“Rub your clit. I want to feel you come on my cock.” I slide my hand between us, finding my clit and rubbing in fast circles. “Damon, I’m close…” “Come for me. Come on my cock like a good little wolf.” The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave. I scream his name, my pussy clenching around him so hard he groans. “Fuck, yes. Just like that.” He’s moving faster now, chasing his own release. “I’m going to fill you up, Maya. Going to pump you full of my cum. Mark you inside and out.”

Ariel I’ve always had a slut kink. I wanted to be manhandled, pulled, slapped, and fucked in every hole. But by who? That was the problem. I wanted someone strong enough to handle me and someone I was attracted to at the same time. I looked at the clock on my nightstand and it felt like it was mocking me. It had been exactly ten minutes since I’d swallowed the "special" tea I’d bought from that underground shop, and only two minutes since my boyfriend, Mark, had shattered my pride over the phone.

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.”

I'm grateful for the government of the day and for this opportunity to hear from the people but we shouldn't open our doors and our ears to hear crabs and nonsense from gangsters. He spoke so calmly due to his age as he stretched his hands to Jefsexy and his crew. “How on earth do you ever imagine a man fucking a man and it seats down well with you?." “The anus isn't meant for fucking but for you to used it for your damned poop.” “ It's so irritating and disgusting when ever I hear a man will have the audacity to fuck a fellow man man.” Mr. Kitty said a little bit loud as his voice began to show his anger gradually.