Erotlc Stories Novels & Stories

she pulled her fingers out and pushed my hips forward until my pussy was right in front of Stella's mouth. Stella's tongue dragged up my slit in one long slow lick before she French kissed my pussy. I cried out, hands flying to her hair as faith held me steady from behind, still grinding against my ass while Stella ate me out under the water. Stella's tongue worked deeper, parting my wet folds before she kissed it again. The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me.

Time skip: Next night Our parents had gone to bed early. I was supposed to be studying, but my phone kept lighting up with messages from SecretHeat. IronPulse had messaged first. IronPulse: *You left the door unlocked?. Heatlena: yes Iron pulse: Did you touch yourself thinking about him?* I bit my lip and typed back with shaky thumbs. HeatLena: *Yes. I came hard imagining him walking in and pinning me on the bed and taking me hard*

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.

“Talk if you want a taste of this.” “I know the components of the containers headed for the border, sir,” I ramble, breaking all the work ethics. Try sticking to work ethics when you are dripping wet, and all your body can think of is two delicious cocks in front of you. “I also know Mikhail Petrov, your father, isn’t dead.” “Good girl,” First Guy praises and pecks my lips. He turns to Thirst Trap, who’s also out of his pants and is stroking his full cock. “Untie her.”

One of his hand slid between them, finding her clit again, and rubbing merciless circles while he pounded into her. Larissa shattered with his name on her tongue, arching her back and locking her thighs in his perfect hips. A raw, broken cry ripped out of her throat as she came so hard her vision tunneled. Ronan continued slamming in harder, chasing his own release through the fluttering grip of her body, his hips stuttering, a low, guttural groan vibrating against her neck as he spilled on her stomach. For several long heartbeats neither of them moved. Then he lifted his head, his dark eyes smiling and glittering as he looked down at her wrecked, tear streaked face as she struggled to stay

Dad and Linda had traumatized me. I turned on my laptop to find something to calm the throbbing ache between my legs. My shorts were already halfway down my thighs when my cock sprang free, thick and leaking, a fat bead of precum rolling down the head. I hissed through my teeth at the cool air hitting it. I scrolled fast, landing on my favourite video. The one I kept coming back to. College guy, older woman; stepmom trope, MILF p**n, obviously.

His tongue pressed hard against her clit and moved in tight, fast circles. Two fingers pushed inside her, curling upward to stroke her inner walls. The combination was overwhelming. Lena's grip on the pool edge tightened until her knuckles turned white. Her other hand pushed his head harder against her. The pressure built fast this time. Her strong legs locked around his shoulders. She bit back loud moans, turning them into desperate gasps instead. The risk of being caught made every sensation sharper. Victor's fingers thrust steadily while his tongue worked her clit without mercy. He sucked and licked in perfect rhythm.

His heavy cock dangled above her lips, slick with their combined essence. "Taste it for me," he commanded, tapping the head against her mouth. "Show me how much you want Uncle Adam's cock. Open wide, slut." Without a word, Nova parted her lips, her tongue darting out to lap at the underside. She sucked him in eagerly, hollowing her cheeks, bobbing her head with slutty enthusiasm, gagging as he pushed deeper. The salty tang of her own pussy mixed with his precum flooded her mouth, making her hum around him.

“Rub your clit while you ride me. I want to feel this pussy cream one more time before I fill it.” She reached down, rubbing her swollen clit frantically as she bounced. Her moans turned into high-pitched, broken cries. Her walls started fluttering wildly around my cock again. “I’m gonna cum. Ethan, please!” “Cum then, you pathetic slut,” I snarled, thrusting up hard to meet her bounces. “Milk my cock.” Elara screamed, her whole body convulsing as another violent orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, gushing wetly all over my lap. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent cry, thighs shaking uncontrollably.

Her well-shaped butt is pointing at me, shaking as if enticing my honor. Sexual desires seem to be conquering me, wanting to put it into her and slam the fuck out of her soul. But, it seems that Cecil too couldn't bear to watch it further. Soon, she turned her hips the same way. "Allan-sama...Please, have mercy on me..." She too, tempted me with a bewitching expression. Though in sports having a rival to compete with can make someone break the records, it seems it is also the same for erotica. Both are more aggressive than usual.