Indian Erotica Novels & Stories

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

Ginger Ryan knows all about getting herself off, and boy, is she going to have a blast teaching her new student all of her naughty tricks. Oh, you’re so adorable in that cute red skirt and white blouse. Now take them off slow and easy. Ah, such a lovely young body... to tender and fresh. Oh, yes... that little bra is so perfect for those cute breasts. Yes, slide the straps off your smooth shoulders... oh, wow, look at those cute and pert beauties. Caress them, slide your hands under them and press them together... squeeze those perfect globes lovingly. Feel those rosebud nipples rising up against your palms, and keep caressing the sensitive flesh. Do you feel that cosy warmth building up bet

Her voice was very erotic and I could feel my legs getting lighter just from her first sentence. To feel your body, take your time and use your fingers to trail from your chest to your abdomen and then to your honey pot. Get your body in the mood to fuck itself. Shut your eyes very tight and imagine your body stimulating itself. Speak sexy things, talk dirty too to it and let it consummate. I did exactly as I was told by laying on the bed and spreading my legs slightly ajar, using my hands to fumble my boobs and nipple before stretching out to my abdomen, and cuddling my soft stomach.

Ellie was trapped in her erotic dream, and in it, the love of her life was stroking inside her while kissing her shoulders and neck. It sent tingles down to her toes and clit. In the dream, his manhood was thick and hard, filling her to the brim; her pussy was wet and hot, stuffy like the South American jungles; her breathing was quick and shallow in her dream. Oh, what a lovely dream... or was it?

My eyes almost roll back from the way it sends ripples up my body, with my other hand I twist my hard nipple between my forefinger and my thumb, tugging on it and releasing it. The bounce of my boobs sends pleasure shooting up my spine and I whimper again, slightly shutting my legs around my hand that is in between them. “Keep them open, when he touches you…you have to…fuck…keep them open” Kandy says and leans forward, through the phone her foxy eyes studies my pussy and a little bit of juice slides out of me, just from her watching me. Why is this so hot? Isn't this a bit too insane? What happens to the lines we should have as besties?

I leaned in for a closer look and what I saw took me by surprise: there were nudes in that folder. Ravi and Akash showed more pictures of him holding that beautiful, scantily clad woman. But I couldn’t get an image I had just seen out of my mind: of a curvy woman being fucked from the behind with her hair held in a man’s fist. Akash was so drunk, that when was clicking on another image to show us, his phone slipped through his fingers and fell to the floor. He was slouched on a beanbag, so I offered to pick it up. As I bent to retrieve the phone, the folder from which he had selected the photo was open on the screen. I looked at it for a second longer. He had over 300 images and videos of th

he beamed happily “Nah, nope, she is not my sister, she has since long become my object of lust,” He took a step towards Mahira and pulled the saree fabric covering her chest, revealing her blouse and petticoat to everyone's eye, the gap between them exposed her milky fair creamy soft skin on stomach and navel as Navin touched his hand across it, feeling her skin, grabbing a chunk of her skin in his palm and squeezing it in a lewd manner Mahira felt disgusted and forced herself to not drift into sleep, collecting all her might to fight them, realisation dawned upon her now when she understood the meaning of the titles of those movies, they were porn films and now these jerks wanted to make h

It was something different feeling while undressing her when she is in particular Indian wearing style. She was looking sexy in the red saree. I tried to control my seduction but my strength gave up in front of her seductive look which only increases my desire. Playing with her nipples, I left a mark of biting, she screeched a little and moaned in pleasure. I spread her legs and sat my tip at her entrance as I can't wait long to get her. I thrust deeper than the previous making out session. "I'm going on harsh this time," I asserted as she screamed due to a sudden thrust. She nodded seductively and I started pumping in and out. The entire room was filled with her moaning and screaming.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.