Gay Chastity Erotica Novels & Stories

she orders with a whisper and moves even closer. Why is it so hot in here? I should shut up but…Kandy says I should speak…I will speak. “Everytime when I get hard…a-and when I touch myself, I say your name and I can’t stop” I say with a broken moan before I can stop myself and Kandy looks pleased as she leans into my space. She smells like sex and sin. “Kandy, baby…” I say her name, with my voice straining and we move closer, breathing hard and heavy, fueled by our dark confessions of lust.

It appalled Cleo. "Actually, they're escorts!" Gabz looked down guiltily. "That's just a fancy word for whore."Hazel folded her arms at her chest. "Let's just get back out there." Cleo rubbed a hand behind her neck. The three of them headed back to the table. Their eyes almost exploded to the image they saw. Chastity was giving Don Juan a lap dance, only thing she was sitting on his face. Isabelle was grinding on the now naked Casanova, the only thing he was wearing was a sock puppet on his erect cock and Izzy was just rubbing against his muscular chest.

“Look at you—such a filthy little slut, coming so hard just from the thought of being gagged by my cock. You’re literally shaking.” Gavin was a beautiful wreck beneath me. His thighs trembled uncontrollably, chest heaving in short, desperate bursts, cheeks flushed a deep, humiliated red. The dark wet patch on the front of his jeans spread wider with every aftershock, the sharp, musky scent of his release filling the small space between our bodies. His cock—still half-hard, slick with his own cum—twitched against his stomach every time he breathed. “No,” he whispered, voice cracked and defiant.

"Oh, f*ck! You really have a greedy c*nt, babe! " Kastor said as our hands were intertwined, and I was bouncing on top of him. I'm riding him fast, like a cowgirl riding a horse. I was so turned on, and I wanted him inside me. It felt so good to have his shaft rubbing against my p*ssy walls, and as I went down, he always hit my g-spot. My head was raised, and I was moaning as I quickly moved up and down on his pole. I've come several times already, but I still crave him.

The sensation sent her back over the top into another screaming wail. As we came down from our peak, she suddenly started giggling. “Master I think we had an audience of one.” I looked out the window to see Chad's drapes slowly swinging back and forth. If I were going to put on a show for him, I was going to put on a good one. I reached out and pulled her up to me, we kissed a hot passion-filled kiss as I led her off the table. I had never done to a woman what I was about to do. I slowly turned her around, then guided her to bend over the table. She realized what I was aiming for when she felt the wet slimy head of my still rock-hard cock nudge at her ass.

He kissed the inside of her thigh, then higher, until his hot breath teased her smooth, glistening pussy. “Such a pretty little cunt,” he said, before dragging his tongue slowly from her entrance up to her swollen clit. Layla cried out, her hands flying to his hair. He licked her with long, deliberate strokes, then sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking it rapidly. His two thick fingers slid inside her, curling against her G-spot while he ate her out like a starving man. Layla’s moans grew louder, her hips grinding against his face as pleasure built fast and intense.

The entire picture was his penis from base-to-tip. Katy nearly wet herself. She ran to her computer and uploaded the new pictures. She had the new pictures side-by-side on her screen. She was overcome with lust. She was wetter than she ever remembered being. As she looked at the blackness of the penis, the shine, and thickness, she purred and sputtered through one orgasm after another. She had never been so bad. In her mind she had caressed it, licked it, gently bit it with her teeth, wiped her lips across it. She was jerking it off in her mind for her fourth orgasm in fifteen minutes.

Cristina's POV. "Ahhh, Mmmm." A loud gasp came from the other side of the door, followed by rasped heavy breathing. That was exactly what I needed. Heat bloomed low in my core as I shoved the door open. The scene before me was like something out of my wildest fantasies and my nipples hardened under the tight leather gown I'd thrown on. In a corner was a woman, her legs spread far apart. One man pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt, making her quiver beneath him while another guy fucked her throat hard, slamming against her again and again as his groans escaped his mouth.

“Come here, Gaia. Straddle Elena’s head. I want you to pleasure one another while I fuck Gaia’s plump ass. Understood?” “Goodness, Bash. Could we handle such pleasure?” Gaia smirked. “There’s only one way to find out, love. Assume the position.” Elena quivered as Gaia crawled over her. Gaia hooked her Elena’s legs through her forearms and dove right into Elena’s glistening cunt. Elena gasped and moaned. Gaia’s fangs grazed Elena’s clit causing a jolt of electricity to course through her. “Get Mistress Gaia nice and wet for me, Elena.”

Damn. "Shit!" Casey said. "That is hot!" "Uhhh..." I groaned, nearly shattered with ecstasy. It was like I was somehow chained down helplessly before this girl, completely and totally mastered by her in every cell of my being. My only thought in some deep and primal part of me was to just keep this experience going forever, if I could. And it had only been thirty seconds!