Ghost Erotica Novels & Stories

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

Pete groaned as William grabbed the nape of his neck and stared lustfully into his eyes. “You hear me? This hole belongs to me now.” “Yes—yes! Yours—fuck—yours!” William moaned. The bathroom was filled with the slick sound of skin against skin, muffled groans and their heavy breathing. Pete reached and grabbed William’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts, fast and rough. “Come for me,” Pete growled. “Do it, ballet boy.” And William did. Biting his forearm to keep from screaming, his body convulsing around Pete’s cock so tight it nearly dragged Pete over the edge with him.

Confident that she was ready for him and certain that he could wait no longer, he freed his pecker from its confines and carefully slid it into the warm, moist, silkiness of her woman hood. He’d always worn a sheath over his pecker to protect himself from the diseases whores tended to spread. Having natural sex was a new experience for him. Even if he hadn’t been on the verge of ejaculating in his pants, he doubted he’d have lasted very long inside of her. It just felt too good.

“My son’s girlfriend… and I’ve been jerking off thinking about these tits every night you’ve been here.” The forbidden words made her whimper. He moved lower, yanking her shorts and panties down her legs. On the couch, he spread her thighs wide and buried his face between them. His tongue was relentless, long, slow licks up her slit, then tight circles on her swollen clit. Two thick fingers pushed inside her, curling against her G-spot while he sucked. Emma’s hands fisted in his silver-streaked hair. “David… oh fuck, Mr. Reynolds,” she gasped, making him growl louder against her pussy. She came hard, thighs shaking around his head, guilt and pleasure crashing together as she soaked his chin.

He curled his fingers inside me, sending another jolt of pleasure through my body. "That's your G-spot," he said conversationally. "Which not a lot of people know is part of the clitoris, actually. And your clitoris is this spot right—" "Ah!" I cried, my hips bucking forward as he used his thumb to start stroking my clit. "—here." I felt him smile against my leg. "I don't know, Ms. Moran. I'm not seeing any evidence of ghost activity here. Maybe I need to stop?" "No!" I whined. "No, please keep looking. You just have to look harder."

Kinks: gloryhole, multiple cocks, rough sex, exhibitionism Sara's heart thumped wildly in her chest as she and Mia entered the dimly lit, pulsing gloryhole bar. The heavy bass reverberated through the walls, vibrating every nerve ending in her body. The humid air hit her skin like a caress, carrying with it the scent of sex and taboo promises. It was their 27th birthday, and this was the ultimate gift they had fantasized about for months - a night of pure, anonymous indulgence.

She was obviously as horny as hell as she raised her hips and ground it against his exploring fingers. Colton increased her pace by using his index finger in flicking her G-spot, while toying with her tits. Jena was writhing, her body moving here and there like a contortionist. "Oh sweet Jesus," Jena groaned in ecstasy, "yes, press it more harder please," she prodded him. Jena was lying on her back, her legs spread wide, while Colton was crouched over her like a lion devouring her fallen prey.

I said to Ginger, as I slipped my hands under her nightshirt and felt her bare ass with both of my hands. "Right, they don't know about our sapphic love affairs yet," said Ginger. "Sapphic, I like that word. Why have we not used it before?" I asked. "Probably because I only just learned it last week while reading a story on Literotica," said Ginger. "Literotica, what's that?" I asked. "Only the best website in the world for erotic literature and the like. You should check it out," said Ginger. "I'll do that when we get back home, it sounds interesting!" I replied.

His tongue claimed my mouth while his free hand slid between my legs, cupping my soaked pussy. “So fucking wet already,” he growled against my lips. “You’ve been aching for this cock all night, haven’t you?” “Yes, Sir,” I whispered, the honorific slipping out naturally. Jace’s eyes darkened with approval. He pushed two thick fingers inside me without warning, curling them perfectly against my G-spot. I moaned loudly before I could stop myself. “Quiet,” he warned, pumping his fingers faster. “Your best friend is sleeping right over there. If you wake her up while I’m balls-deep in her fiancé’s pussy, this all ends.”

Her body shuddered, her orgasm rippling through her as she collapsed beside us, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Venetia’s pussy was dripping, her walls fluttering around me. "Now," she gasped. "I want you to come now. Breed me and fill me up." That was all it took; with a groan, I buried myself deep and came, my cum pumping into her in thick, hot spurts. She cried out, her own orgasm crashing over her, her body trembling between us. John followed with a growl, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself into her ass.