Erotica Mfm Novels & Stories

Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing. She bit her lip hard to stop a moan from escaping. Her body was on fire, sexually frustrated and desperate for relief. The lecture dragged on, every minute feeling like torture. She kept checking the clock, counting down the seconds until class ended so she could rush back to her dorm room and use her vibrator.

"This might feel a bit uncomfortable at first." I didn't want to care, but I was sure normal sized cocks didn't look like his. Would it even fit? "Will it hurt?" I asked. "Ordinarily, it would," he said plainly. "But I can make it so it doesn't." "How?" He rubbed the smooth head of his cock over my sopping wetness, and my legs spread wider, silent begging him to make me feel good. "Sweetheart, I'm an Incubus." He grinned. "I can make you feel so good, you won't even feel the pain."

My vision blurred as wave after wave of pleasure tore through my body. Derick fucked me through it, groaning at how tightly I squeezed him. But he didn’t stop. He kept pounding into my oversensitive pussy, chasing his own release. Right as another orgasm began building inside me, his phone started ringing on the table beside us. The screen lit up. Alora it was a Video Call. Derick slowed his thrusts but didn’t pull out. He stayed buried to the hilt inside me, my pussy still fluttering around him. He looked at the screen, then at my flushed, shocked face, and a wicked smile spread across his lips.

They ignored. OMG, I shouldn’t be getting this view free, he had placed her on the bed and parted her legs. He stood on the edge of the bed and fucked her right from there. He was doing a good job. I didn’t know why I retained this picture in my head or why im telling you, I think it was one of the thing I enjoyed so much. Some call it kink. Maybe that’s it. Watching my man fuck someone else.

* Warning extra extra Explicit content MfM* Jane I couldn't overthink it. "Yes!" I managed to say, breathless and flushed. We got up, and I couldn't believe what we were going back to the suite to do. But it was long overdue. I deserved the fun, I deserved the love, and I was going to get it this time. Hot and double. The moment we entered the suite, Philip grabbed me and began to kiss me. I needed to please both men, so I kissed them back and forth, and boy was it hot. I felt their hard bulge against my skin, and I knew I was going to heaven that night. James was in front of me, and Philip was behind me. James reached under my blouse to touch my n**ples and rubbed them between his fingers.

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

Emily felt the hot spurts of cum filling her, triggering another small orgasm that made her whimper. They stayed locked together, both breathing hard. Dr. Hale slowly withdrew, his cum dripping from her well-fucked pussy. "Four orgasms," he noted, helping her turn over. "Your progress is remarkable." Emily lay on the table, legs spread, his cum leaking from her. "I never knew it could feel like that. Multiple times." He smiled, tucking his cock back into his pants. "Your body was always capable. It just needed the right stimulation and permission to release. We'll continue building on this."

“Pump another load into your best friend’s boy. Knock me up with your cum.” The dirty talk destroyed him. He fucked me like an animal, sweat dripping from his chest onto mine, balls slapping loudly against my ass. I reached between us and stroked my cock furiously. “I’m close—” I whimpered. “Cum for me,” he ordered, voice rough. “Then I’m breeding you again.”

Rayne coos before beginning to move his fingers in a circle rotation against my throbbing bud. As Rayne continues to rub my clit, Ryker trails a hand up my shirt and begins to play my aching erect tits. "More." I moan to them, as the familiar tightening begins to form in my lower abdomen. Rayne quickly pushes two long solid fingers into my soaking wet pussy and I let out a loud moan as Ryker tugs on one of my tits before thrusting his tongue into my mouth. "I need to be inside of you, little fawn." Ryker tells me, as he pulls away from me and I moan in response, wanting nothing more than his cock filling me.

“Fuck, her mouth’s perfect.” Damien slapped my ass—sharp, stinging. “Look how well she takes us. Perfect little office slut.” They pulled me up together. Damien bent me over the desk again—doggy this time. He slammed into my pussy without warning—thick cock stretching me wide, bottoming out in one brutal thrust. I screamed around Marcus’s dick as he pushed back into my mouth. Spit-roast. Damien pounded me from behind—hips slapping my ass, balls smacking my clit with every deep stroke. Marcus fucked my throat—slow at first, then faster, head hitting the back until I gagged, drool running down my chin, dripping onto my tits.