Gay Chastity Erotica Novels & Stories

Do you want to cum on daddy's big cock like a good little slut? Her scent spikes again as she moans through the mind link, 'Yes daddy, I need to cum.' Instantly re-aroused, from the dirty talk I bend over to unlock and take off Bella's chastity belt. I lift her up with her back against me and put my arms on either side of her hips to hold her legs up. Then slide her ass onto my readied cock, my two previous loads lubricating my entry. She moans aloud, her mouth free as Silas slips on a condom.

I licked deep, sucking her swollen clit hard while she moaned loud and dirty. "Oh god, yes! Eat my pussy, Dad!" At the same time I stood up, grabbed Emma's tied wrists to yank her hips forward, and slammed my cock back into her tight pussy. Her tight virgin pussy glistened. I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance and thrust in deep in one hard stroke. The wet sounds of my tongue on Lila and my cock slamming Emma filled the study. I kept going, switching faster, licking Lila's clit until she was shaking then burying myself balls-deep in Emma's pussy while she begged for more.

Grace stared at it with wide, nervous eyes. “It’s… so big,” she whispered, biting her lip. Jax stroked himself slowly, spreading the glistening precum. “Come here, princess. I’ll teach you.” He laid her on her back first and rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down her soaked slit, teasing her clit until she was whimpering and begging. Then he pushed in slowly. Grace gasped sharply as he stretched her virgin entrance, the burning pressure intense. Jax kissed her through it, whispering filthy encouragement.

My breath caught in my throat at what I saw inside. A full BDSM kit filled the drawer. Black leather hand cuffs, a black spiky leather collar with a ring, a thick leather paddle, a soft flogger with multiple tails, a red blindfold, a ball gag, nipple clamps with delicate chains, breast suction plugs, several lengths of soft black rope, a butt plug, a black vibrator, and a small bottle of lube. My eyes widened at the sight. Professor Charlie noticed my reaction. He stretched his hand and picked up the leather collar, allowing it to dangle from his fingers.

“Yes! Yes, I'll do anything you say. Anything.’ She moved again. Standing in front of him now, she looked at him with disgust. ‘Stand up!’ she barked. He obeyed. ‘Strip!’ Frantically, he began removing his clothes, revealing white, flabby skin and too much flesh. ‘Stay there,’ she commanded. Quickly, she moved to the bedroom and to the cupboard in the corner. Sebastian had shown her the contents of that cupboard. He had even had to explain to her the purpose of some of them. Inside was a plethora of equipment catering for every type of sado-masochism, every aspect of bondage — toys for dangerous games. Quickly, Kate divested herself of her black sheath of a dress and selected a few items. Th

My tits jiggling with every movement. He gripped my hips, guiding me and thrusting up to meet my rhythm. The wooden wall creaked around us. His cassock was bunched around his waist and my dress was bunched around my neck too. We were completely exposed in the middle of the church. He reached between us and rubbed my clit furiously. “Come on me again,” he growled. “Let God and the saints hear how much you love sinning on my cock.” I shattered for the third time, my pussy convulsing around him. Father Elias groaned loudly, buried as deeply as possible, and came with a guttural sound.

Anything. Aaron’s hands were everywhere, rough and insistent. He gripped her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, the cool granite biting into her bare thighs as her short dress hiked up dangerously high. The pink lace thong was exposed again, damp from her earlier masturbation and the dream’s lingering heat. He stepped between her legs, forcing them apart with his hips, and she felt it—the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her core through his jeans. “Aaron… we can’t,” she gasped, breaking the kiss, her voice a shaky whisper. But even as she said it, her hips twitched involuntarily, seeking more friction.

Pushing my hips forward, I slowly began grinding against his face, head thrown back due to ecstasy. He groaned against my clit, the vibration sending waves of pleasure ripping through me. He pressed his tongue deeper, sucking and flicking me with practiced strokes. My fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him close. Ethan had removed my gown now, such that it was hunched up at my waist and my nipples were bare, standing proudly under the dim kitchen lights. His large hand moved to caress my left breast before taking the other bud into his mouth. The dual sensation made me let out a loud moan.

He re-entered me from behind, even deeper now, one hand fisting my hair while the other smacked my ass hard. The sting only made me moan louder. Again and again he claimed me,on my back, on my side, riding him while my wrists were still bound. He made me come on his cock, on his fingers, and once on his tongue while he knelt between my legs like a starving man. By the third round I was a trembling, sobbing mess, covered in sweat and his marks. “You’re addicted already, aren’t you?” he taunted, slowing his thrusts to a deep grind while I shook through another orgasm. “Can’t get enough of your boss’s married cock.”

Chase groaned loudly, his hand taking a fistful of her chestnut hair to guide her pace, his pupils dilating to maximum size as heat radiated off his golden skin. Behind her, Karius dropped to his knees. His broad hands clamped onto her soft hips, pulling her rear back toward his face. Without a word of warning, Karius buried his face between her thighs, his long, hot tongue sweeping straight up the center of her wet pussy. Cassy bucked violently, a loud, breathless scream ripping from her throat as Elijah’s dick slid out of her mouth. Her fingers dug frantically into Chase’s thighs as Karius licked her wet pussy with relentless, heavy strokes, his thumb finding her swollen clit and pressing