Etroic Stories Novels & Stories

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

(he grimaced in an absurd and malicious way or at least that's how I saw him) —All the more reason it'll be easier no, whatever it is I can pay you and very well. —You are a poor fool, the problem that lies ahead goes beyond a simple young wolf who maybe and I say maybe is not even properly trained and who does not even understand who he is and what he is. If I know what I am, my name is Ronan Ricci, the son of one of Ebian's biggest owners, the question here is who are you? Curich laughed in my own face because of something I said, I feel directly the mockery coming from that sound, that aroused my anger and I smashed him against the wall and grabbed him by the neck, I exclaimed.

Stranded, no rules? Thea laughed, sipping her water. “Wild. You gotta get creative to survive.” Jon raised an eyebrow, sitting beside her. “Creative, huh? Sounds like a story.” Adam grinned. “Let’s just say we kept each other… entertained.” Nate chuckled. “Oh, I bet. Spill it.” Thea leaned back, a familiar sparkle in her eyes. “What happens on a deserted island stays on the island, right?” Jon’s gaze darkened, intrigued. “Not always. I’m into stories like that. Ever try an orgy? Threesomes, foursomes… gets the blood pumping.”

I’ve been jerking for almost twenty minutes already but I can’t cum. I closed my eyes and lay on my bed, jacking myself as I think about Erica. I imagine her in between my legs, sucking my seven inches cock, while I lick her pussy. Our moans would flick around my room and I would record it so that I could watch it whenever I’m horny. “Fuck you, Erica!” I cursed so loud as I reached the heaven of my life. My cum splashed to my abdomen, some of it even went to my face. Fuck.

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3