Kinky Erotica Novels & Stories

The extreme eroticism of my voyeuristic encounter made it feel less invasive because they couldn’t see me and more sexual because it made me free to explore this fetish I discovered. I peaked and gazed out the window. The black woman stood up and waddled down the stranger’s slick, muscular body. His body shone with the heat from their encounter. The woman spread her legs wide and lowered herself onto the erect shaft that glimmered from her saliva. She jerked and strained to not scream out, as the large, thickened shaft vanished deep within her.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

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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.

She slaps her hand on my thigh. I jerk in surprise. “What was that?” She laughs at me. “He isn’t kinky, is he?” Sandy’swiggling her brows on me with a cunning smile on her face. “What’s kinky?” I ask back rolling my eyes. She barks out laughing. “So, he isn’t kinky if you don’t even know what does kinky means. I guess he has his own way in bed. Is he Christian Grey then?” Her smile widens even. “He’s not kinky or whatever is that means, and he isn’t Christian Grey. He never tied me up or hang me, yet.” I scowl at her.

No wonder she was so popular with the guys — she was pure sex. I slipped off my sweatpants, feeling embarrassed by my plain undies. Kate didn’t care. She ripped them off and tossed them aside like they offended her, then laid me back on the sofa. She started kissing me slowly, paying filthy attention to every nook and crevice of my body, exploring me, finding new erogenous zones my many messy trysts with guys had never discovered. I was almost cumming before she even reached my nipples. Her hot mouth wandered from my lips to my ears and neck, then down to my chest, making my body buck and writhe, begging for more.

“Good girl. Spread your legs. Show me how desperate that cunt is.” I parted my thighs, skirt bunching at my hips. My lace thong was drenched, clinging to my swollen pussy lips. He hooked a finger under the fabric, pulling it aside. Cool air hit my clit, making me whimper. “Fuck, look at this pretty pink pussy. Already dripping for me.” He dragged a finger through my slick folds, rubbing my clit once, slow, torturing. “Beg for it.” “Please, Mr. Kane… touch me. I need your fingers inside me.”

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.

I whispered as I saw it was an entire site dedicated to teacher student fantasies, Richard hadn't been kidding. I looked at the rows of small pictures of the videos and spotting a red head on her knees for her 'student' I clicked it. The video was only a clip and started out in the middle of the action with the teacher already kneeling and sucking on her pupil's huge cock. "Damn." I sighed as I watched her slowly suck while staring up at him. I licked my lips and thought about being in her position very shortly, but then again I wanted to go slow and ease him into it and I was getting paid per lesson.

It was just Kieran who kept smirking at me, like he wasn't naked with a very sexy item between his thighs. "So, how do you want it?" Kieran asked as he walked over to where I kept the sex toys and took out the warming oil with nipple clamps. I gulped down the saliva that gathered in my mouth and tried not to tremble as he walked towards me gently, holding the items up. "Do we do it your way or our way?" Killian questioned as he also moved closer. Now it wasn't only Kendrick that stood behind, like he was watching a show as my heart skipped a beat.