Erotiv Stories Novels & Stories

Spit stretched in thick strings when I pulled back, then broke and dripped onto my breasts. I stroked what I couldn’t fit, twisting my fist through the mess of saliva and precum. Every time I pushed forward again, more spit bubbled out and coated his balls. I let it get filthy on purpose...sloppy, shiny, dripping. My eyes watered a little when I forced myself deeper, but I kept going, throat working around him while more thick spit slid down his length and pooled at the base. I pulled off just long enough to catch my breath and look up at him. Strings of saliva still connected my bottom lip to the head of his cock.

The flames of passion consumed them entirely. Joshua gripped her legs and drew her closer to him, his masculinity infiltrating her femininity even further. Danica's body shook with each thrust from Joshua. She couldn't stop crying since the pleasure was so intense for her. His every thrust was harsh, but she enjoyed it. Every thrust convinced her she was the only one and no one else mattered. He will never grow tired of loving her, no matter how many years pass.

Jace gripped the rest of the length which was already slathered with spit and stroked it in tandem with his own sucking. “Oh fuck, Jacob,” Toussaint moaned as he pulled Jace from his pole. Toussaint smacked his cock on Jace’s wet lips before urging him to continue. This time, Jace took more of his until his nose hit a perfectly trimmed pube, the scent of pine and something strong flooding his nostrils but he couldn’t focus on that for long. Tears dropped from his eyes as he sucked Toussaint’s cock until his cock pulsed in his mouth. What followed was an animalistic growl from Toussaint as he fucked his throat with an insane strength, pumping his seeds into his throat.

He made her stand in front of the glass, legs spread, while he pushed his cum back inside her with his fingers. “Let them see what a messy little slut you are for me,” he whispered. Back in the limo, Viktor pulled her onto his lap. He was gentle now, stroking her hair, kissing her forehead. “You did so well tonight,” he murmured. “I loved watching you come while they watched.” Aliyah hid her face in his neck, still trembling. “It felt… dirty. But I liked it.” Viktor chuckled darkly. “Good. Because I have darker plans for you, little pet. One day I’ll share you. Let my most trusted men watch while I breed you. Maybe even let them taste what’s mine… if you beg nicely.”

My feet come off the ground, lifted by his hips, one thigh being wrenched wide by Cain's free hand. I open my mouth on the hood of the car and begin to sob. Half because the pressure he's inflicting on me hurts. Half because it feels so good when paired with his fingers on my clit. Oh my God. Whatever's coming is going to split me down the middle and I'm ready for the pleasure/pain. "I want it. I want it. I want it." This time, his laughter is dark. "Mommy and Daddy don't know you're a little cock slut, do they, Ursula?" He licks up the side of my neck. "But Uncle Cain knows all about it, doesn't he? Yes, he does."

What more could he do? Resolving himself he carefully opened up his tattered book to the bookmark and began to read out loud the incantations. Lifting his hands high up he spoke loudly “Ut dignum offeram! Sanguine mundum veni foras! (I offer to the one worthy to receive. By the blood of the pure, come forth!). Nothing happened. His heart shook in fear. “Ut dignum offeram! Sanguine mundum veni foras!” He screamed once more, and once more nothing happened.

He gathered some on his fingers and brought it to her lips, painting them with their shared essence. Eva parted her lips willingly, accepting his offering. She swirled her tongue around his fingers, tasting them, savoring the intimate flavor. When he pulled away, she chased his hand, sucking his digits clean with a hum of satisfaction. Slowly, she pushed herself upright, turning in his arms to face him. She looped her arms around his neck, pressing her naked body flush against his. Their hearts raced in tandem, gradually slowing as the post-coital haze settled over them.

I said to Ginger, as I slipped my hands under her nightshirt and felt her bare ass with both of my hands. "Right, they don't know about our sapphic love affairs yet," said Ginger. "Sapphic, I like that word. Why have we not used it before?" I asked. "Probably because I only just learned it last week while reading a story on Literotica," said Ginger. "Literotica, what's that?" I asked. "Only the best website in the world for erotic literature and the like. You should check it out," said Ginger. "I'll do that when we get back home, it sounds interesting!" I replied.

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

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio