Gyno Erotica Novels & Stories

"This is unethical... illegal..." I crawled forward on my knees, still dripping, and pressed my cum slick tits against her suited chest. "Please, Doctor. Help treat me. I need more cock." Adrian ripped open her blouse, exposing her perky breasts. Richard shoved her skirt up and tore her panties aside. Within seconds they had her bent over the couch beside me. Adrian slammed into my pussy again, pounding hard with deep, squelching thrusts while Richard drove into Dr. Lena's tight cunt. "Fuck, she's soaking already," Richard groaned, railing her fast.

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.

My free hand squeezed my breast and pinched the nipple until it hurt in the best way. A low whimper escaped me. "Please Leo. Don't stop. Ahhh…" The words came out breathy and desperate. I was so close. My pussy clenched hard around nothing begging to be filled. My toes curled and my back arched off the mattress. His scent was all over the pillow that It made me dizzy. Made me grind harder against my hand Just when I thought I was going to finally cum, the door busted open and Leo walked in. He stopped dead in the doorway. His eyes locked on me instantly. I was still naked. Fingers buried in my pussy, legs opened shamelessly and my mouth opened from moaning his name.

Masculine in its restraint, yet unmistakably lived in. Elizabeth slipped off her heels at the entry, bare feet silent on the cool floor. Her eyes drifted to the art, several pieces caught her immediately. Framed photographs and paintings of women entwined: soft curves pressed together, mouths open in ecstasy, hands gripping thighs, backs arched. Lesbian erotica rendered with reverence, beautiful, unapologetic, sensual. One in particular: two women on silk sheets, one straddling the other, heads thrown back, fingers buried deep. The composition was raw yet tender.

She reached down, her fingers expertly finding my clit, rubbing it vigorously in sync with Owen’s own brutal thrusts. "Look at me, Ruby," Gianna commanded, her voice shaking. "Do you feel just how good he’s fucking you?" I forced my eyes open, my vision swimming with tears of overwhelming pleasure as Owen continued to pound deep inside me. I looked at my best friend, my mouth opening as I let out ragged, breathless moans. Gianna leaned down, shoving her hard nipple into my mouth, and I sucked on it desperately, using the friction to stay grounded as Owen drove me to the absolute edge of sanity.

I reached between us and rubbed her clit in fast circles, wanting to make her come quickly so this could end. “You gonna come on my cock like the desperate slut you are?” I taunted, speeding up my thrusts. The wet slap of our bodies was obscene in the quiet night. “Gavin fucked you earlier, didn’t he? But you still sneaked over here for more. Pathetic.” She nodded frantically under my hand, eyes glassy with lust. Her pussy started clenching rhythmically, signaling she was close. I didn’t let up, pounding into her relentlessly while my fingers worked her clit.

“You don’t come until I say. You hold it.” He goes back down and keeps the same relentless rhythm until I’m shaking and begging under my breath. Every time the pressure builds too high he backs off, blows cool air over my clit, waits for the edge to fade, then starts again. He does it four times. By the fifth I’m crying from how much I need it, hips trying to chase his mouth. “Please, please let me—” “Not yet.”

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

My beautiful wife Ginny is 25 years old. She is 5'5 with long dark hair, a tight body, long legs, and nice perky breasts. She's the kind of girl that turns heads when walking down the street. But the thing that really sets Ginny apart from all the other girls is her pussy. She has the hottest little pussy on the face of this planet. The first time we made love she wasn't on the pill and she told me to pull out when I came. Her pussy felt so good that I just couldn't do it.

they were so many that she lost count. When she spotted a pick colored rabbit-shaped dildo, she shut her eyes and turned her head away, embarrassed. Everything inside the room screamed of sin. Pure, erotic sin which set off a throbbing feeling between her thighs. Even the pictures on the wall did little to alleviate the erotic tension in the room. Half dressed couples positioned in different sex poses, with a bountiful show of breasts and buttocks. She felt her head spinning, her thoughts swimming, and the room seemed to tilt on its axis.