Eroticstori Novels & Stories

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

DAMON His hands spread my legs wider, and I can feel his breath on my most intimate parts. I’m already wet, already aching for him. “Look at you,” he groans. “So wet for me already. Did wearing this lingerie turn you on, little wolf? Knowing I’d see you in it?” “Yes,” I whimper. “Good girl.” Then his tongue is on me and I cry out. He licks a long, slow stripe up my center, from my clit to my entrance and back down. Taking his time, savoring me.

She was already slurring from the intensity, thin threads of saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth and forming a small puddle on the table. The girl shuddered violently several times. A few weak waves of thin white fluid shot from the head of her little cock, spraying onto the edge of the table. She was flipped onto her back again. Her sweat-soaked white shirt hung uselessly around her waist, while most of her smooth back was covered in fine beads of sweat and the red erotic marks left by the man when he had leaned over her for fierce kisses. Her fair, supple buttocks were almost completely exposed, her tight little hole slapped red by the repeated impact of his heavy, dark balls. Be

Each thrusts of her cock drives me nuts, the ridges of her dick drives brutally, her tail pulls out of my ass only to manifest another thick appendage—this one ridged like her cock—and shoves back in, double-penetrating my ass while her main cock wrecks my cunt. I’m screaming now, voice hoarse, pleasure so intense it borders on agony. My pussy spasms wildly, squirting again in messy arcs that splatter the wall and floor. Cum from earlier leaks out around her shaft with every thrust, creamy and thick. “Beg for my cum,” she snarls, teeth grazing my neck. “Tell me you’re my possessed little whore.” “I’m yours—your whore—please fill me, breed me, ruin me!” The words rip out between sobs. Lira sm

God, I’m turning him on as well. Thirst Trap returns carrying a bunch of things that look like sticks, but I quickly recognize those as a special type of incense. I’ve seen those in the black market while I was on a mission. I don’t know the specifics, but I do know they’ve been used for centuries as mild aphrodisiacs. Why are they doing this, though? I’m already longing for them, and I’m doing fine without this type of assistance. Why would they need it? Something tells me this is not as simple as it seems.

The idea of me helping Sarah conceive, of sharing my seed with another woman under my wife's blessing, was a taboo that had turned my blood into liquid fire. Lillian pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, her gaze predatory and hungry. She didn't say a word at first; instead, she slid her hand down the front of my boxers, her fingers curling around the thick length of my cock. I groaned, my hips instinctively arching into her touch. She began to stroke me, a slow, rhythmic glide that made my toes curl.

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

The stranger filled her pussy and left. I gave her a short drink of water and let her catch her breath for five minutes. Then I climbed on and fucked her slow and deep. She was sloppy now, full of other men’s cum. The wet sounds were loud. I added my own load and made her push everything out again for the viewers. The hours dragged on. Stranger number three brought a vibrator. He held it on her clit while he fucked her. Chrissy screamed through another orgasm, body jerking. Cum leaked everywhere.

The tent felt smaller than it had when we first crawled inside. The air was warm and thick, heavy with the scent of pine, whiskey, and the unmistakable musk of arousal. Emily straddled my lap, completely naked, her soft breasts pressed against my chest as we kissed like we were starving for each other. Her tongue moved against mine with growing hunger, her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. I could feel the heat of her wet pussy grinding slowly against the hard bulge in my pants, leaving a damp spot on the fabric.