Erotical Stories Novels & Stories

My arms shook. “That’s it,” Ralph groaned under me. “Take both. Look at you.” Raquel started moving the toy in deep strokes, matching the way Ralph began to thrust up into my ass. Every time he pushed in, she pushed the toy deeper. Every time he pulled back, she dragged it almost out. The dual rhythm wrecked me. Wet, filthy sounds filled the room. My cunt and ass clenched around both of them helplessly. “Talk,” Raquel ordered, twisting the toy inside me. “Tell us how it feels.”

ARC 27: VELVET CUFFS TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit taboo erotica, public risk, under-table foot play, bathroom sex, rough oral, forced deepthroating, degradation, CNC elements and graphic sexual content.. Mature readers only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark fiction ------- Kailani's pov Sarah's hands digs into my side for the hundredth time this evening trying to get my attention But I can’t tear my eyes off the corner where Red is practically fucking that girl in front of everyone.

"Used to be. Gave it up when the stories started costing more than they were worth." That answer carried weight, the kind that invited questions but also warned against them. I set the mug on the low table in front of me and leaned forward slightly. "What kind of stories?" "The kind that get people hurt when they come out wrong. Or when they don't come out at all." I felt a flicker of recognition then, something tugging at the back of my mind like a half-remembered name. "You sound like someone who has been burned by the industry."

she breathed, pushing her hips upward, fingers tangling in his hair as she ground against his mouth. “Feeling good?” Doris asked, amused. Elise nodded, eyes glassy, a breathless laugh slipping out. “Richard could never give you this,” Doris murmured as she spread her legs and began touching herself, aroused by the sight. Luca’s tongue worked faster, deeper, the pace relentless. The room tilted as pleasure coiled tighter inside Elise. “Yes…yes,” she cried, grinding harder, chasing the release building in her body. Across the room, Doris pushed her panties aside, rubbing herself with increasing urgency. Her head fell back, fingers clenched between her thighs.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

Renata was a girl who lived very modestly in a popular neighborhood in Mexico, she lived with her parents and three sisters, one of them was already married and had done very well, she had a very strong character and was the only one who faced her father without fear of being beaten. One day when she was still living with them, she came home from work and her father was hitting her mother, she interposed herself and her father was ready to hit her too, so she said to him: "Come on, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me:

"Jessica , I would like to say a few words. Jess , thank you for being my partner in stupidity . Thank you for stepping into the role of my mother from helping me choose clothes to cleaning her room and sharing thoughts .Whenever I need someone you never deny listening to my things even my silly thoughts. With the help of your presence I learnt how to stay away from home and do all things independently. I remember when you left your essential lecture to take care of me when I was sick. You took care of me like my mother would have and also gave me medication and food . You took care of me throughout the night . I'm going to miss you bestie but I guess we got to grow up The people who we wan

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

One behind, one in front… two holes filled. I don't mean to be bad influence… but you might wanna try it. Three orgasms later, I was shaking like a wet dog, watching both brothers as they pumped their dicks, ready to release. Their growls were angelic, sounds I wanted to hear over and over and over again. Over and over and over… They both said my name as they reached their orgasm, spilling onto the floor. I watched, with admiration, with desire, with curiosity, with so much fucking interest.