Erotica With Elements Of Medical Fetish Novels & Stories

Hunter crawled towards me, shoving off his trousers that were still stuck at his ankles, kicking them off the bed. His face met mine, our foreheads touched as he wiped the trickles of sweat forming at my temples. He ran his hands down my entrance, palming my pussy. His fingers ran between my folds. I moaned, biting down tenderly. I was plump, warm, and already wet for him. He continued to glide his fingers into me, rubbing his thumb in circles hard against my clit. I couldn't control the moans that escaped my mouth as he pushed his fingers deep inside me, watching me lustfully.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

"What did you play?" "Games of love not meant for the faint hearted." He swallowed hard, his erection getting really painful in its confined space. "Some crazy fetishes, like mine." She cupped her breasts from under the bra and pushed them higher. "Yes, with toys and tools of bondage, all that sort of exciting stuff. Our patients paid good money for the special treatment. And then it all went wrong." "What happened?" The redhead dropped her blouse to the floor and began working on her tight skirt.

He could not believe what was taking place. His enjoyment brought a smile on Martha’s face and Fred felt his dick ready to burst through his pants. “I know that you have a foot fetish,” revealed Martha. “I saw you licking my soiled flats earlier in the office,” she added. “Really?” he asked with q deep blush. “Martha, I am sorry, I will not repeat it,” he said. “Do not tell mom, please,” he added. “Do not worry, my lips are sealed,” she replied.

His other friend without warning slams into me from behind and I scream in pleasure. “Ngggggggggh, shit fuuuuuuuuuuuck, yes keep going, fuck me just like that. Yes… yes… oh yes” the guy from behind continues to fuck me senseless as I tug at my breast and watch in daze as Rosa pleasures herself with a vibrator. This scene is so crazy, I had only seen it in p**n sites who would have thought my fantasies would be brought to life just a few days before my wedding. While we share two men that drive into us hard and fast against the headboard of our bed, Rosa and I kiss and touch ourselves in the most erotic ways ever and my body is fucking sensitive against her touch.

I flip the page and it's him again, this time with drops of water all over his body and his hands are over his head, showcasing the abs I saw through his wet clothes yesterday. Fondling my boobs, I swallow the saliva that pools in my mouth. The picture on the left side makes my breath catch in my throat. A woman is sitting on Felix like he's a chair and her mouth is hanging open with pleasure with his hand on her left tit. Behind her, his facial expression is twisted but it only makes him look sexier. 'Making the most of the forbidden part 2: breeding kink' “holy…” I gasp when I realize that he is having penetrative sex with her on camera. My stepbrother is…

Not happening. I gave up instantly. If I was destined to die here, I might as well go out fulfilling my greatest wish— to turn this bleak world into one giant pleasure heaven. Doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold—I’ll make it steamy. And honestly, even with his face hidden behind that swirling black mist, the boss’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and deep, magnetic voice were dead giveaways. The guy was built. Lust makes cowards bold. So without thinking, I said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.”

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

This is the medicine that helped me balance the illusion of my coma. My wolf shifted uneasily inside me, snarling at the restraint. “Soon,” I promised him silently. I was sleeping peacefully when suddenly a sound reached me. At first, I dismissed it, but it grew louder and achingly intimate. My wolf stilled. “Ahhh, Alexander, my body is burning for you…It's too hot and I want your cock to fuck me.” Vexia moaning. I looked towards the bathroom as I opened my eyes fully. “Alexander, please, come to me and give me the pleasure that I need right now… ” Vexia’s moans were making something shift in my body. I felt a heat surge low in my stomach.