Erptic Fiction Novels & Stories

Ero **** on the first date she confided in me i have a chromosomal disorder, disorder, disorder i need love and pain strangely mixed together my elixirs i suffer reality distoooorrtions a ghastly Vatican of ****** compulsions my soul is black matter my **** a seething cauldron of despicable desire my *** cries for homicidal cruelty mold me into a ******* fold me like a two dollar beach chair the wrong way tear me to bits unwind my intestine eat me like a blood ******* ghoul make me squirm like an anime victim i thought oh finally a soul mate with soul strange as a Dionysian mad hatter on hallucinogenics hot girl creeping grimacing at me meandering conjurations by ****** contortions stunning

“This pussy belongs to me-“ he growls “-not Eric , not anybody else, Mine!” He slaps my clit continuously, his dick taming into my insides at the same time. I’m going to cum” I cried out eyes rolling to the back of my head His thumb picks up pace, his dick dragging against my front walls “yess baby, cum on this dick, cum on my cock like a good girl” . I came hard, harder than all the other times , my whole body shaking as my pussy clamped down on him hard.

This gave me more comfortable access to her delicious pussy and let me go deeper with my tongue. Following a tip I'd read in an erotic story somewhere, I began with the alphabet technique, simply recreating the alphabet between her lips. According to the story, the unpredictability of the movements created a wild pleasure that built up steadily. It seemed to be working. By the time I was at Q she was moaning loudly, begging me, "Don't stop, Derek, don't stop!" Of course, I had no intention of stopping. I could have dined on this delicious delicacy all day and all night, wallowing in the amazing taste.

Her hips rocked shamelessly against his hand, chasing the building pressure. “You’re gonna cum on my fingers first,” he ordered. “Then I’m going to bend you over and wreck you.” Lia shattered. Her first orgasm with someone else ripped through her like lightning. She clamped down on his fingers, gushing around them as she moaned his name loud enough that anyone passing by might hear. Ethan didn’t give her time to recover. He spun her around, pressing her front against the cold tiled wall. He yanked her skirt up to her waist and ripped her panties down her legs. They caught on one ankle as he kicked her feet apart.

TYLER I didn't wait for her to find her voice. I reached down, my hand hooking under her thighs and hoisting her up onto the edge of the mahogany desk. The project folder slid to the floor, forgotten, as I spread her legs wide and stepped between them. The dark fabric of her top was stretched tight over her chest, her nipples peaking through the material as she gasped, her hands clutching at the edge of the desk for stability. "You want to know the physical reality of the text, Pearl?" I growled, my hands going to the fly of my charcoal slacks. "This is it. This is the truth."

“Your mouth, your ass, the way you shake when I fill you. I’m going to keep you like this, used and full, until you forget what it felt like before.” Emery’s cock rubbed against the rug with every thrust. The friction and the words and the steady stretch built another orgasm faster than the first. He came again with a muffled sound into the floor, body tightening around Ronan. Ronan followed soon after, grinding deep and staying there while he emptied a second load inside him. The prolonged pressure kept most of it from leaking out right away. When he finally withdrew, a thick trickle followed. Ronan pushed it back in with two fingers and held them there.

“You’re so wet already just from thinking about him.” She dipped two fingers lower, sliding them through my dripping folds before pushing them slowly inside me. I gasped as she curled them upward, stroking that sensitive spot deep inside while her thumb kept rubbing firm circles on my clit. The wet, squelching sounds of her fingers pumping in and out filled the room as she worked me open, adding a third finger when my hips started bucking desperately against her hand.

Another circled her clit, rubbing in slow, lazy figure-eights. She tried to fight the moan that clawed up her throat. She failed. The sounds were sloppy. Her pussy made obscene noises with every thrust. The tendril inside her thickened slightly—pulsing, almost like a cock. She bit her lip. Then it hit that spot hard. And again. And again. Her hips rocked back against it. She hated it—how her body betrayed her, how the chains rattled with every thrust. “Look at you,” Vaerith growled. “Dripping and desperate. You’ll come just from this, won’t you?”

His hips jerked with each spurt his hand milking every drop watching it cover me. I watched him come the sight pushing my orgasm longer my fingers rubbing my clit slow now drawing it out feeling his cum warm thick on my skin. “So much,” I whispered reaching down to rub it in spreading it over my breasts and stomach marking myself with him feeling dirty and owned. Rune breathed hard watching me play with his cum his cock twitching still half hard at the sight. “You are fucking perfect,” he said, leaning in to kiss me deep, tasting my mouth slow now, the urgency fading but the heat still there.

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”