Hard Core Erotica Novels & Stories

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.

The other cracked hard across my ass, the sound echoing through the dark library. “Take every inch,” he snarled. “This pussy was made to be ruined.” My fingers clawed at the desk as orgasm built fast and violent. Right on the edge, the words slipped out before I could stop them. “Harder… Daddy “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he growled. I pushed back against him, skirt bunched around my waist, ripped panties dangling from one ankle. “Harder…please…fuck me harder.” He gave me exactly what I begged for. Deep, punishing strokes that hit that spot inside me over and over until my legs shook. My pussy clenched around him, dripping down my thighs. I was so close, right on the edge, when the words slipped

he said, grabbing his cock and positioning it against Jeremy’s hole. “The last time, you were too drunk to register this fully,” he slowly slid his cock into the cock, stretching the walls as he moved, “but I’m going to fuck you hard. As you requested, Jeremy.” Jeremy gasped as the large cock pushed all the way into him, his tip painfully pushing for a release. He held in, his eyes fluttering shut and rolllmg backwards as the cock hugged his walls, and Marcus rolled his hips in a sensual, circular motion.

I answered truthfully, my fingers digging into the wood as he drove me to a mad orgasm. My knees shivered, and a loud shriek tore from my throat. I shook from pleasure, feeling every nerve in my body strain. He finally pulled out, immediately turning me around and making me sit on the chair again. My eyes were still shut as I relaxed on the chair, the spasms still travelling through me. I hadn't recovered, and every time I squeezed my thighs together and touched my clit, I would jerk like someone in an electric chair. Frederick pulled my legs apart and I finally opened eyes to look at him. He got down on his knees, holding my legs up and bringing his face to my pussy.

“Hard—” “Oh My Fucking God, Daddy.” I cried out at the sensation of it all, the way his gaze burned into my own, the way his hips rolled, determined to ruin me and the way his fingers choked me just right. “I’m gonna make you cum so fucking hard for me, you’re gonna forget your own fucking name.” He slammed harder into me. I couldn’t fucking breathe. I was close, the tension built fast in my stomach. He noticed. “You gonna cum for me baby?”

Even as his other hand squeezed her nipples hard. “I own you now,” he murmured against her ear. Amber wanted to say yes, but the panties prevented her… she only whimpered. Was she under some sort of spell she thought. “You’re so tight,” he said. “My tight whore.” Amber had never felt so insulted yet so turned on, dirty words were now a kink. Jace gripped her hips. Lifted her an inch. Just enough to slide out and slam back in. Slowly with his guidance, she took charge… moving her ass back and forth, her clit brushing his shorts with each movement, causing a new thrill.

I spread my legs wide, leaned back, and shoved two fingers into my dripping cunt, rubbing my clit frantically with my thumb. “Oh god… oh fuck…” I moaned, hips bucking. The dual sensation, the relentless vibration in my ass and my fingers stretching my pussy, pushed me right to the edge. I was so close. So fucking close— Till the door clicked open. Darius stepped inside, cock already out of his pants, thick and hard and leaking as he stroked it slowly. His eyes devoured the sight of me… skirt up, fingers buried inside myself, face contorted in desperate pleasure.

Straight-passing as hell, always with some girl on his arm, but that didn’t stop the fantasies. I locked the door behind me, yanked my phone out, and pulled up the hidden folder. There he was—shirtless pics I’d screenshotted from Jordan’s I*******m stories over the months. Ethan at the beach, water dripping down his abs. Ethan spotting weights at the gym, veins popping on his biceps. My hand was already shoving down my shorts, wrapping around my throbbing dick as I leaned against the sink.