Ghost Erotica Novels & Stories

Gem stopped moaning and crying out for more when she felt her life force slipping away but the Sex Demons didn't stop. They continued to pass her around like a drunk whore. They drained all her sexual and physical energy. Gem could barely move now. She could only breathe softly. They had repeatedly cum inside her, so even though the experience was traumatizing to her; she was still very much horny. Her cheeks were stained with tears, but she couldn't stop the needy moans that escaped her throat when Zane told her he would fuck her to death. She was so ashamed of herself. She wanted to beg him to stop but deep down, she was ready to get fucked till she lost her life.

She was dripping wet, her lips swollen and shiny with her juices. “Fuck, look at you,” he said. His fingers ran along her slit, spreading the wetness. “You’ve been like this the whole class, haven’t you?” “Yes,” she breathed. “I was so horny… I couldn’t stop thinking about your mouth on me.” He pushed two fingers inside her without warning. Sara gasped at the sudden stretch. Her pussy was so wet that his fingers slid in easily, making a loud, wet sound. He pumped them fast, curling them to hit her g-spot. Pleasure shot through her body. Her legs trembled, and she gripped the edge of the desk tighter.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

making me ride the aftershocks until I was sobbing, hips jerking away and toward her at the same time. “Another one,” she commanded. “Come again. Show us how much you love being used.” She angled the toy, hitting my G-spot relentlessly. Hurst pulled out of my mouth, just long enough for me to gasp, then shoved back in and fucked my throat in time with Janette’s thrusts. I shattered a third time, screaming into his cock, body convulsing, vision whiting out. My legs shook uncontrollably. My pussy gushed as wetness ran down my thighs, soaking the sheets.

He seemed to get the idea and sank his fingers as deep as he could get… spreading her labia, stroking her clit with the other hand. “You nerdy slut,” he whispered, his voice low, intoxicating. “Ride my fingers,” he said. “I won’t,” she said, trembling. “I don’t want this.” But as he tried to pull his fingers away, she shamelessly moved her hips to match him, desperate for friction… craving every inch. His hands moved faster now, when he added a third finger she was so wet that it felt right, fingers perfectly angled, teasing her G-spot. “You’re so wet,” he whispered, breathless. “Like a fountain.”

“Now you get to watch what real cocks can do.” The bedroom door opened by itself. Two men stepped in. At least… they used to be men. Both were tall, heavily muscled, skin slightly very red under the lights and when a shadowy edge. Their eyes glowed faint orange, and their cocks hung thick and heavy, with unreal lengths, bouncing as they walked in, and already leaking thick precum that smelled like smoke and sex. Lila dropped to her knees like a starving whore and began stroking them, one hand on each.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

Her hips started moving on their own, grinding against the wood floor, chasing the release she knew she wasn't allowed. His cock hit the back of her throat and she gagged around him. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but she didn't pull away. His hand held her there, his hips lifting off the chair to meet her mouth, and she let him fuck her throat with the same steady rhythm he brought to everything. “You're so good at this,” he groaned. “My perfect little whore.” She moaned around his cock. The vibration made him hiss, his grip tightening in her hair, and she felt him swell against her tongue. Her cunt clenched around the knife handle, and the orgasm that had been building since the first cra

He poured oil lightly at the back of her knees, trailing the fragrant essence down to her heel then the soles of her feet. Bobby then lifted one foot then took each toe gently, rubbing the aromatherapy essence in and around each one. Gina secretly shivered in delight at the stimulation. It felt very erotic. For the first time in all these years of going to massage parlors, she felt that each of her toes were directly connected to her clit. Each time Booby circled and pressed his on her digits, Gina felt her tiny nub twitch until the heat allowed some juice to peep through her pussy lips.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.