Eroticas Novels & Stories

His smirk didn’t need encouragement. The rest of the class trickled in slowly and hesitantly. They always avoided the seats between us like sitting in our crossfire would burn. Professor Hale entered last with a weathered scroll tucked beneath one arm. “Today’s debate,” he said, “concerns the sexual invocation rites of the Carcerem Cults. Voss. Liliane. You lead.” Adrien spoke first. “The Carcerem Cult believed orgasm, especially delayed or denied, opened gateways to divine consciousness. They used pain and ritual edging and forced climax to awaken the gods chained beneath reality.”

Marcus stared in wonder as Jeremy stuck out his tongue and ran a full, lresssing swirl around his tip, tasting his precum and swallowing. Her jerked as the pressure sent waves of pleasure coursing through his veins, his ass muscles tightening. He reached down and flattened his palms behind Jeremy’s head, urging his head back down. “Go on,” he whispered, his eyes dark and heavy, “I love the way your mouth feels around my cock.” These dirty words aroused Jeremy even more, and he drove the cock into his mouth, until it hit the back of his throat. An even louder groan skipped out of Marcus’s mouth, his eyes rolling backwards. “Fuck, baby. That hit the spot.”

Her hands instinctively grasped Adrian's shoulders, her fingers digging into his flesh, her hair spread like a halo against the fellow's chest, a wild, tangled mess. The fellow behind her slid his hands around her body, his touch rough and possessive, squeezing against her breasts, pinching her nipples until they stood erect and aching. He kissed her mouth roughly, his tongue plundering hers as he moved faster, slamming his dick into her ass with an almost frantic energy. Adrian, on the other hand, didn't hesitate. As the fellow's hand groped her breast, Adrian slid his own hand around her waist, grabbing her ass, mirroring the other man's possessive grip, and slammed himself into her pussy

Eva’s pussy spasmed around him, the sensation of his mouth and cock overwhelmed her body, and her clit pulsed under his relentless thrusts. “Your fuckhole’s so fucking tight,” Hayes groaned, his mouth on her nipple, tongue swirled, cock pounded her spot. “My dirty cumslut, milking my cock. Scream louder, let everyone know I own this filthy pussy.” Eva’s body trembled, and pleasure built quickly inside her. “I’m cumming,” she screamed, “Ohhh, fuck!” Eva’s thighs shook uncontrollably as she reached her climax. “Hit it harder, please!”

She shuddered, crying out Lena's name as waves of ecstasy ripped through her, chasing away the remnants of hurt. But Lena wasn't done. She withdrew her fingers, slick with Teresa's cum, and brought them to Teresa's lips. "Taste yourself." Teresa sucked them clean, the musky flavor mixing with Lena's gaze—cold, yet burning with possessive affection. Lena shifted, grinding her own dripping pussy against Teresa's thigh, seeking her release. "Your turn to make me feel good. Touch me."

She moans, "Yesssssss...Sweetie, that's it...yesssss...eat my pussy...eat my clit...eat it...mmmmmmm...yessssss...yessssss...that's good...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh!" Eric, grabs me from behind and starts pumping the hard flesh, "Here...sweetie, I'll take care of you." , While I worked her clit and Eric stroked, our moans filled the shower. He knew exactly what I needed; his fingers barely wrapping over the shaft, worked back and forth over the corona.

I curled them, hitting that spot I knew she loved, watching her kick and squirm. God, she was perfect. Every reaction was vocal. Every movement was a plea. Eva… Eva was a statue. Eva never reacted like this. Eva made me feel like sex was a chore on a to-do list. Olandria made me feel like a god. She made me feel like a man who was capable of destroying a woman with nothing but a touch. I watched her hungrily, my mouth diving back for her clit while I continued to finger her, adding a third finger to stretch her out.

“Strip, Corporate Cum Queen. We’re upgrading the contract today.” My heart hammered as I peeled off my blouse and skirt, standing naked in front of them. Jax opened the box and pulled out the most insane BDSM contraption I’d ever seen: a full-body leather harness with silver rings, built-in nipple clamps connected by thin chains, a thick remote-controlled dildo with a bulbous base that locked inside me, electric stim pads for my clit and inner thighs, and a delicate silver shock collar that read “Property of Strategic Innovations” in tiny engraved letters.

My name was printed on the backside above a magnetic strip. I looked up questioningly. "Congratulations David you are now a member of "Eros", most exclusive sexual fellowship on earth." "I've never heard of it" I said. "Well, not many people have. It stands for the Erotically Responsive Organization of Sexuality. They're pretty low-key, and membership is by invitation only. I'd heard rumors, but until a couple of months ago, I wasn't sure it was real." "What happened?" "Someone asked me to join." "Did you?"