Novel & Cerita Handjob Erotic Stories

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

She came closer to his ears and whispered in a low seductive voice “Please.Quench my thirst darling.” She stripped down her bathrobe completely. Now she was stark naked in front of him. “Let’s try something different today.” he says, pulling out handcuffs and a stick from his drawer. “What's that for?” she asked, pointing towards the stick. It didn't look like some naughty sex toy but rather something a cop would use to punish criminals who won't confess their crimes. “It’s all for fun darling .You will soon know its usage.” She got down on all four limbs in doggy style on the bed as he tied her wrist to the end of headboards of bed with handcuffs , spreading her legs apart.

Seraphina “Uhmm…” I moaned as I slowly rubbed my clit with my fingers. Raphael’s picture in hand. Damn…already so wet from just thinking about his huge, strong and veiny hands doing things to my body. My pussy throbbed even harder, till I slid two fingers inside them and started finger fucking myself.

"God, Daniel, I want you so bad." A dark, satisfied smirk spread across his face, one that made my stomach do a complete flip. He didn't move away. Instead, he reached down, his large, warm hand sliding right under the hem of my denim skirt. I gasped as his fingers found exactly what they were looking for. Since I wasn't wearing any panties, there was no barrier. He slid two fingers deep into my soaking wet pussy, moving them in a slow, agonizing circle that made my knees buckle. I leaned my forehead against his chest, whimpering as he pulled his hand back out. He brought his glistening fingers right up to his own mouth, his eyes never leaving mine as he licked my pussy juice off them .

The erotica of the moment was too much to handle. While he licked me, he started finger fucking me with four fingers. He was driving them in and out with a fast, heavy rhythm. The wet, slapping sounds were loud in the hot room. I was so wet that my own juices were running down my legs. I was sobbing his name, my voice raw and broken. "Marcus! Please! I need it! Give it to me!" I shrieked. He stood up and grabbed his cock. He didn't use a condom. He wanted to feel my heat, and I wanted to feel him inside me with nothing in between us. He guided himself to my entrance and shoved in with one hard, violent thrust that bottomed out.

I didn’t wait for him to win that battle. Taking his hand again, I slid it slowly down my body, until I guided his fingers under the hem of my dress. I pressed his palm against the soaked lace of my panties. The moment he felt how drenched I was, a sharp curse left his lips. “Fuck, Abby… you’re soaked.” His fingers rubbed once, almost involuntarily, against my swollen clit through the thin fabric. I whimpered, my hips twitching toward his touch. That single brush of contact was enough to snap something inside him.

Her hand was so cool and soft on my cock and I could feel the blood pumping into my cock as I swelled up larger at her touch. Cindy started pumping her hand up and down on my cock and I was surprised at how firmly she gripped my cock until I realized that she had obviously had given a handjob before because she seemed so confident. When my cock was fully erect I motioned to Cindy to bend down. Obeying me she leaned over my cock and I had a wonderful view down her front as her pert tits fell completely free of her blouse. Gently she kissed the tip of my cock and in return it jumped. Giggling, Cindy kissed my cock again and it jumped again. It felt wonderful when her soft lips touched the sens

“We wouldn’t want to wake your husband, would we? Imagine if he opened his eyes right now. Imagine if he saw my fingers buried in his wife’s cheating pussy.” He curled his fingers, stroking that secret spot deep inside her, and a wave of pleasure so intense it was almost painful washed over her. Her hips bucked involuntarily, pushing back against his hand. “That’s it,” he encouraged, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing tight, slick circles. “Take my fingers. Get this cunt ready for my cock.”

My entire body began to shake as I put a hand over hers, then slid two fingers down the contour of her hot puffy pussy lips, and then jammed them into her. Brenda's eyes flew open, then she focused on me when she felt the invasion between her legs. She opened her mouth, a short “UH” flew past my ear, then she grabbed the wrist of the arm between her legs. I rocked my hand against her cunt which caused her hips to buck. Any surprise or reluctance Brenda may have felt at first quickly faded, she smiled into my eyes, arched her back and spread her legs for me. I rose up until I was propped on an elbow beside her, then started finger fucking my best friend in earnest.

So marrying Kaira is my only way of filling my thirst for Vengeance and domination. When Handy felt his cum building up he removed his d*ck from her ass hole and he dig it inside her pu**y in a fast movement he ride on her faster deeper and in enersty until he poured all his sperm inside her as he pinned her down to the chair with his strong hand his body jerking in ejaculation all his sperm entering her Virginal.