Erotica Men Novels & Stories

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He stop her with his hand and she stood up immediately. “I need you to play with yourself” Derrick said in a command tune and the lady put off her pant and bra immediately. The other lady is sucking him so great that he felt like he was untop of the world. The lady is determined to make him cûm because she still value her life. But Derrick also know what he is doing, he can’t cûm now, how will he cûm after fifteen minutes pleasure, it’s not possible, he doesn’t cûm easily he has control of his joystick.

She couldn’t fault her greedy hormones for wanting both men either. Eros was the sensitive, sweet guy every woman wanted in their lives. Then there was Brecc. Good lord, Brecc. He was the bad boy that pissed a woman off and fucked her so good she’d burn his clothes if he left her. Yeah. He was one of those mind-fucks that a woman couldn’t fight.

He comes back with a bottle of lubricant. My stomach flips. He coats his cock, then presses two slick fingers against my asshole and pushes them inside. The stretch burns. He works them in and out until the muscle starts to give, then adds a third. I’m panting into the cushion, wrists still bound, my ass still stinging from the belt. “This is the part you don’t get to give away to anyone else,” he says. “This stays mine.”

ARC 10: MOONFLOWER ON THE ALTAR WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, omegaverse dynamics with alpha/omega knotting and breeding, public gangbang, intense dubcon/noncon elements, and pack breeding/claiming themes. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark, unrestrained erotic fiction ---- My name is Vespera Eric, and I have spent every one of my twenty-one years knowing exactly how this night would end.

Messages going back months. The words hung in the air. I read them again, slower. “Before we humiliate Reyna.” My throat closed up. I scrolled up, fingers trembling so bad I almost dropped the phone. Damon replies with a video of him stroking his cock, thick and hard, saying, “This is yours tonight. Hers is just the warm-up.”

she pointed out. "Gay men can be very sexually proficient," I countered. "Cáel Nyilas (damn, she loved my name), you came five times. I lost track of how many orgasms I had. If you are gay, you aren't in De-Nile, you are in Ethiopia," she giggled. This wasn't the right moment to brag that I ejaculated eight times last night. Rhada filled up three condoms during our little escapade. I repeat, I have an out of control libido.

Darius smiles proudly at how far I am willing to go. Two strong men lift me up and double penetrate my pussy stretching me incredibly full while I suck Darius's cock. The feeling of two thick cocks sliding together inside my tight hole is overwhelming. I scream in pleasure around Darius's cock as I come harder than ever. They lay me on my back and take turns fucking me one after another. Darius watches and directs them like a conductor. "Make her squirt again for everyone." One man rubs my clit fast while pounding me until I squirt all over the bed and his cock.

“Desk. On your back. Legs open.” I scrambled up and lay back across the cold wood. Adrian grabbed the lube from the drawer, slicked three fingers, and pushed them into me without warning. The stretch burned—still sensitive from the last two nights, but greedy. He worked me open with ruthless precision, curling against my prostate until I was rocking down onto his hand and making broken, needy sounds I couldn’t swallow. “No condom tonight,” he said. His voice had gone rougher. “I’m going to fill you up. You’re going to keep every drop inside you while you finish the quarterly report I left on your desk. Clear?”

I pushed back against his hand, whimpering softly as he added a third finger, stretching me open with gentle insistence that made my toes curl. Daniel’s free hand roamed my body, palming my breasts, rolling the stiff nipples between his fingers until they ached deliciously, then sliding down to grip my hip. He leaned in closer, his hard bulge pressing against my ass through his pants, grinding slowly so I could feel exactly how much he wanted me. “Imagine if Elena walked in right now,” he said, his voice dark and teasing as his fingers pumped deeper. “Seeing her father knuckle-deep in her best friend’s dripping core. Would that make you cum harder, sweetheart? Knowing how forbidden this is?”