Hindi Erotica Novels & Stories

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

’ I groaned, squeezing the electrified, handful mounds, sending current sparking all through me. I shook out my long, black tresses and kneaded my tan-lined boobs, pink nipples jutting rigid, sniffing the salty air, buzzing with anticipation. The Koreans were kissing each other again, Kim’s strong hands plying Jang mi’s plump buttocks, Jang mi grabbing kin ’s head and savaging his mouth. I inched twitching fingers up to my straining nipples, my whole body shaking, heavy with erotic heat. And then…rain hissed down.

As a result, I was spending more and more time online reading erotic stories and looking at various websites. The sites I like most feature amateur and voyeur photos. There's just something about "the girl next door" that really gets me going. I'd much rather look at a real woman than some airbrushed, so-called "ideal." The idea that regular women are generous enough to take their clothes off so I can admire their beautiful bodies is an incredible turn-on for me. Unfortunately, Linda, my wife, doesn't always share my enthusiasm for surfing the web for p**n. Consequently, I have to sneak my viewing.

" She then guided my hand through the slit in her sarong and pushed it against her pussy. It was drenched, and as I gently slid my fingers around in the warm juice, she said, "You should write that down and send it into the P**n-erotica website where they have all those dirty stories." "Literotica," I corrected her. "Maybe I will." I retracted my hand from between her legs, and put my fingers in my mouth. After a long, thoughtful suck, I said, "Hmm. Needs more basil, I think." She laughed, and fished her hand inside my towel, wrapping her hand around my swollen cock. "I think it could use some sausage," she replied.

In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They just want to be ruined, reshaped and overly pleased because their bodies bleed and burn with an obsession that runs deeper for any cure, except one. High voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. You’ll be left glancing through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you will be reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test thei

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

My own fingers trembling at this point I pulled the bikini to the side exposing my pink slit, taking his hand I pushed his fingers through the damp patch of fiery hair over it, "See that baby? I'm a real red head." "That's...wow." He whispered as he peered down over my shoulder. I pushed his hand lower and moaned as his fingers slid through my wet lips. Max gasped, but made no attempt to move as I worked his hand back and forth stroking my hot little box with his fingers. I let him go and groaned as he continued to move, stroking me. His cock was resting against my thigh and I was dying to rub it through my pussy, but if I did I wouldn't be able to resist shoving it inside me. I kept my biki

The whole day had been hectic. I took out a bottle of wine and poured myself some. I dropped onto the cushions, remote in hand, and flicked on the TV. Mindless noise to fill the silence. I scrolled through channels, news, reruns, some late night talk shows until I landed on a movie. One of those erotic thrillers, the kind with dim lighting and heavy breathing. I almost changed it, but the scene caught me. A woman alone in a lavish room, silk robe slipping off her shoulder, her hand trailing down her body as soft music swelled.

The man moved his fingers fast, slamming them into my wet heat, then he leaned forward and captured one of my nipples in his mouth, his warm tongue gliding over it. "Fuck, make some room for me," the other lady said as she dropped to her knees in front of us. Inching closer, she latched onto my swollen clit, licking at it like it was the best thing she'd ever had. My body shuddered slightly and I could feel my climax approaching. Right on cue, the man increased his pace, slamming his fingers into my wet cunt and rubbing my spot over and over again while the lady sucking on my clit held my legs further apart for him to finger me harder. She licked and sucked on my clit harder.