Errotic Novels & Stories

Precum ran down the shaft and over her fingers in a steady stream. Sofia finally pulled her fingers from his mouth and wrapped that hand around his cock too, using both hands to work him. One stroked the shaft while the other twisted over the head. The wet, slick sounds filled the booth. “Look at the screen,” she ordered. “Watch them fuck while I jerk you off.” Luca stared at the black-and-white footage, eyes glazed. The silent erotic images combined with Sofia’s hands on him pushed him right to the edge again. Sofia leaned in, lips brushing his ear. “Tonight I'm directing you. And now I want you to hold it, feel how hard you are for me. Feel how much your cock needs to come but can’t until

Nicole is one of Erin's many exes. "I meant on my tits and his cock, you slobbering slut," I said. "I appreciate the alliteration but I do not like the tone," Erin said. Troy kept laughing. Erin was now squashing my face together with her hands, standing over me. I could smell her sweet pussy. She let out another long drool of saliva right into my scrunched eyes. I could feel the warm, slick liquid rush across my lips and drip off my chin. "Bleh!" I shivered. "Please, Erin, would you spit onto Troy's cock so that he can better tit fuck me?" I said in my most sweet, annoying voice.

My head spun and I shuddered, pussy flaming wet-hot as the rest of me. Kim pistoned his glistening cock in Jang mi’s gripping pussy, muscles standing out in stark, mouth-watering relief on his legs and arms and back. Jang mi held on to the man’s neck, bouncing her bum on his thrusting pole, swarming her tongue into his mouth, her body and breasts rocking in rhythm to Kim’s pounding cock. I anxiously kneaded my soft, sensitive tit-flesh, rubbing and rubbing and rubbing my button. I thrust a hand out the curtain and scooped up more rainwater, flinging it on my pussy and chest, oiling my erotic actions. I pinched a nipple so hard I thought it would burst, me along with it.

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

This feeling is… strange, uncomfortable and frustrating to death. “That's enough! I cried because I was embarrassed more than anything. Don't cry anymore." The sound of his voice filled the room, and the girl was motionless, clearly frightened. Eric sighed. “Here, this will help.” Eric put a small amount of lubricant on his finger and gently squeezed her clitoris between his thumb and index finger. She shivered, stunned by the touch, and he knew she was silently signaling him to let go of her sensitive flesh, but of course he wouldn't. “I'm fine, Kitten. It'll be fine," he reassured her gently and began to rub her wet center. He's very skillful, that's why, always careful not to rub too hard

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

Erica replied between moans as she started getting closer to cumming, having absolutely no idea anything like that would happen that day. “Oooooohhh....” Ed said as he came again before he pulled out of Erica and sat back on Darla’s chair before both of the sexy woman sat on his lap, “I can’t fuck anymore right now. My abs are burnin’ and I’m outta man sauce.” “Man sauce?! Haha!!” Erica exclaimed before her and Darla busted out into laughter and smiled back at him.

Ryder breathed, his pace unraveling, his thrusts tightening into something faster, more erratic. Ruth-Ann was coming apart, her middle finger working her clit with frantic precision. She was panting, her head tipping back against the wall, her chest rising and falling as she watched the man she'd craved all day take her mother apart piece by piece. She was a sinner. She was a voyeur. She was a whore. And she didn't care. Inside the room, Ryder's head lifted sharply.

As if he isn't igniting a flame inside me. I spread my legs open a little further to give him better access. His fingers graze my clit and I bite my tongue hard to keep from moaning. He rubs up and down my slit a couple of times, and chuckles. A deep sexy sound. "You are so wet babygirl." He whispers, licking the shell of my ear and I gasp when his finger dips into my entrance. Grant looks over at me and I feel my cheeks heat up. Holy fucking shit. Grant laughs. "You really are a scaredy puss aren't you?"