روايات وقصص ضمن Gay Erotica Short Stories

He slammed back in, doggy style, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust deep and fast. “Fuck, your pussy grips me so good." Thea slid beneath me, her mouth latching onto my swinging breast as she tried to suck them, desperate. Adam slapped my ass lightly. “You two are filthy. Kara, tell me how my cock feels.” “It’s so big… stretching me… don’t stop!” I gasped, feeling Thea's teeth against my nipple. Thea chuckled lightly. "Fuck her harder, Adam, make her come.” He growled, thrusting faster, his balls slapping against me. “Come on my cock, Kara. Grip me.”

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

Hey future readers! This a different book complimation. Containing several books of this series. Atleast containing up to 30-40 different books. Same Genre, Same Trait. Note all pages has an hint on the erotic part. Strictly for 18+. ************* Juliette tried not to stare when Louis entered the kitchen only wearing a towel. He was just out of the shower and his short brown hair was slicked back. He had a beautiful, tanned, muscled body. She’d become his private chef three months ago, and she was after all in his home, but she had still not gotten accustomed to his perfect six-pack, or the muscles rippling down his back as he leaned into the window and looked up at the sky.

I breathe. Her fingers toy with my shorts, circling slowly. “Not God, baby girl. Just me.” My mind spins, trying to catch up with my body. This is really happening. I choke on a laugh that turns into a moan when her fingers glide under my shorts, teasing the slickness already pooling there. Only it’s nothing like my own hand. Her touch is surer, rougher. My hips buck, chasing more. “That’s it,” she coos. “Don’t hold back. Show me how much you like it.”

I peeked, hiding by the side of the doorframe, careful not to get caught. And there he fucking was—Rick, he wasn’t having sex with anyone like I’d suspected, he laid open on the king-sized bed in all his glory, his back to the bedhead, naked and vulnerable. His legs were up in the air, knees pressed toward his chest like he was positioning to get rimmed... His cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a shiny silver penis ring clamped at the base of his cock, balls, swollen under the strain. On the laptop beside him was gay p**n, playing out— one muscular man topped a twink, pounding him relentlessly. Rick’s eyes were glued to the screen, blazing with lust, as his hand worked between his spread ass

I leaned on my shoulders, letting my legs fall open, slowly. The lace framed my cunt like a gift, lips already swollen, slick shining in the laptop glow with the fabric clinging to my skin due to my wetness. My clit stuck out hardly, begging to be flicked badly. “I made a bet with myself,” I murmured, rubbing two fingers over my clit slowly, teasing my folds, so he could see everything. “I bet you can’t keep up the gay act for too long. Not when your little sister’s dripping right in front of you.”

She was being used from both ends, her body shaking with the raw power of it. The sound of skin hitting skin was loud and messy in the quiet room. Her pussy gripped Jax tight, squeezing him with every deep thrust, while she sucked Marcus hard, her eyes rolling back in her head. Leo was right there too, his hands rubbing her clit and squeezing her bouncing breasts, making sure she was feeling everything. The heat was exploding inside her. Jax started to move even faster, his dick hitting the back of her pussy over and over until she couldn't take it. She felt her body snap, her pussy pulsing in hard waves as she had a massive climax. Jax roared and came deep inside her, his hot load filling h

He hooked my knees over his elbows, folding me almost in half, and pounded into me while the glittering city lights painted stripes across our still-masked faces. “Look at me,” he ordered, voice rough with restraint and pure lust. “Look at the stranger who’s ruining this perfect tight pussy. Tell me how good it feels to get fucked raw by a man whose name you will never know. Tell me how much you love being a secret little slut for one night.” “So good—fuck—so deep—I’m going to come again—please—” “Then come. Soak my cock. Let the whole suite hear you scream for a man with no name.”

I screamed as he grazed my G-spot, almost sending my orgasm ripping away from me. "Fuck! There, please, I want you right there." I pleaded and he started angling his cock towards the place and hitting my G-spot. "Urghhh fugggghhh." I mumbled inaudibly as he ravaged my G-spot repeatedly. "I'm going to cum." I screamed as his hands left my legs, leaving it to lock around his waist. "Wait for me." He grunted. "No." I shook my head with tears in my eyes. "I can't wait any please, let me cum."