Erptic Stories Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC GANG BANG SCENES, PUBLIC SEX, DEGRADATION, MULTIPLE PARTNERS, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "MELANDA'S POV" My name is Melanda, and I was twenty-one years old when I made the stupidest, hottest decision of my life.

“Greedy little slut. You act all innocent around the family but the second we’re alone you bend over like a whore. I bet you’d let us fuck you on the porch if we told you to.” The idea hit me hard. I whimpered and nodded as best I could, saliva running down my chin. Ryker reached around and started stroking me in time with his thrusts, his grip tight and perfect. “You’re gonna cum just like this, bent over the counter like our personal fuck doll. Then we’re dragging you to the couch and starting all over.” My legs shook. The pressure built fast, every deep stroke hitting that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes. “I’m close… fuck, I’m so close.”

He hovered above me, his eyes glowing gold with lust. Thunder erupted outside, clashing with the storm of lust brewing in those eyes. I tried to sit up, to slide back, but it made me rub my legs instead as he was so close. Rubbing my legs made my cum drip out of my cunt. I took my head backwards, moaning softly as I bit my lips shamelessly.

Serena’s body jerked between them, gagging, tears pouring down her face, drool and precum spilling from her stretched lips. Every thrust pushed Varg’s cock deeper, battering her cervix. The pain mixed with something sick and dark inside her, but she hated how her body was already getting wet despite everything. Varg laughed when he felt it. “Look at this pathetic slut. Already dripping for pack cock.” He fucked her harder and faster, claws raking down her back hard, enough to leave deep gashes. Blood trickled down her sides. The wolf in her throat suddenly pulled out, grabbed her hair, and slapped her face with his wet cock before unloading thick ropes of cum across her eyes and nose. She ga

"My Lord, you've wronged me. I never did such things." My father raised one hand. His guards dragged someone through the open doors and forced him to his knees on the floor in front of everyone. It was a painter. The guards forced him to the ground and barked, "Tell everyone here exactly what you told us. Every word!" The man trembled all over and immediately cried out, "Okay... Okay! It was the duchess who gave me a hundred silver coins and ordered me to draw an obscene painting. She also gave me the young lady's portrait and told me to copy it. She even sketched a rose and told me to use it as the birthmark on the waist..."

That day I had a good nights sleep because at least I had one problem off my shoulder . Another incident I remember clearly was a visit to a Catholic father friend of hers at his parish . I remember vividly, my therapist Josy going in first to make a confession of her sins. I was then asked to follow suit .I went near the confession box and decided to bring all my sins before my maker . I heard a door bell ring at 3am , thinking it was Johan . I opened the door . "Darling what do you need ?" I asked sarcastically with my eyes closed waiting for an answer. I stood there waiting and when I got none I opened my eyes. It wasn't Johan or anyone I knew of. The man at the doorway looked like a ma

Being worshiped and pleasured by three sexy as hell men. After sucking my sensitive and throbbing clit, Ethan held my head and turned it to his side of the bed before slipping his own throbbing cock into my mouth. He was perhaps the most vocal of all the men on this night, as he peppered me with dirty words and erotic questions. Asking me if I was a slut and if I liked being used as a whore, strangely enough I found this degrading talk aroused me further, and I played along with him answering every question and degrading thing he had to say.

Eriwan sighed in his long breath for a little while again. “Any stories you’d like to share with us?” asked Rendy Pluto sipping his watermelon juice. Eriwan sat down. He then hummed and chanted the complete story to Pierre Zhaopardy and Rendy Pluto Milos. Both of them were definitely startled and astonished. They were also angry and upset at the same time. “Do you agree to sleep with him one night? Oh no… What will happen to Erito then, if he finds out about this?” Pierre Zhaopardy opened his eyes and mouth immensely widely.

She wanted to try something she'd never done before. She stretched her legs wide open, one hand resting on the floor to support her weight. Bernard finally opened his eyes and straightened his back at that point, and his eyes widened when he saw her. "M-Monette..." he exclaimed, stunned. She smiled seductively at him while tracing the sperm he had spurted on her hair. She pressed her two stains with his juice fingers together. "Watch me," she said seductively. And without taking her gaze away from him, she inserted her two semen-coated fingers into her wet pussy. And as his fingers entered her womanhood, she exclaimed and looked up. She began moaning as soon as she moved her fingers. Inside