Kristen Written Erotica Novels & Stories

She knew the desire was already obvious on her face as well so she didn't hesitate to do as he said. She began to grind and even brought her protruding jewel closer to his masculinity while still sitting on it. She moved to rub her femininity with only thin panties covering it. She was not afraid to do that because she knew that his maleness was also lifeless because of his condition. His two hands were holding her waist again to help her move her body against him. "Damn! Aaaghhhh!" his violent growl was quite loud.

And when he saw my whole and naked body he bit his lip so hard and swallowed his saliva. "Damn! You're so hot Kristina," hat the same time he pressed his body against mine and gently applied his lip to mine. As we shared our kiss he slowly laid me down on the bed at the same time he removed the towel from his waist.

The desk banged against the wall with every powerful stroke. “Gonna cum again,” I whimpered, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fill me up while I cum on you.” “Do it. Cream all over my cock.” He rubbed my clit again, relentless. I exploded a second time, crying out his name, body shaking in his arms. He followed right after, burying himself deep and pumping hot ropes of cum inside me. “Fuck, Ava… take it all.” We stayed like that, breathing hard, his cock still twitching inside me. He kissed me slower this time, dominant but almost tender. Then he pulled back, eyes dark with satisfaction as he watched his cum drip out of my used pussy onto his desk.

Every time his breathing sped up and his hips twitched, she slowed down or stopped completely, stroking him lazily with her hand while she looked up at him. “Not yet,” she whispered. “I want you desperate.” Kai’s legs shook slightly. His hands stayed in her hair, gentle but tense. “Elena… please. I need more.” She stood up slowly, her robe hanging completely open now. Her breasts were fully exposed, nipples hard from the cold and arousal. She lifted one toned leg and rested her foot on the lower part of the stone railing, opening herself to him. “Your turn,” she said. “Get on your knees and taste your boss.”

It was pure pleasure. I pushed the door open a crack and froze. There she was, naked on our bed, legs spread wide, while her best friend Lisa was on top of her. Lisa had this thick purple dildo strapped around her hips, and she was driving it deep into Sarah's pussy with steady, hard thrusts. Sarah's hands were gripping the sheets, her back arching up every time Lisa pushed in. "Fuck, Lisa, right there," Sarah moaned, her voice all breathy and desperate. "Don't stop, please, it feels so fucking good."

ARC 21 : SIREN’S FATAL EMBRACE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content including lesbian smut, fingering, squirting, tribbing/scissoring, oral worship, tail penetration (anal and vaginal), double penetration with tongue and tail, rough degradation, and intense orgasm control. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores raw and unrestrained desire. ------- Eli/Elara's POV The wind whipped across the deck of The Iron Kraken carrying the reek of unwashed men. I kept my head down with my shoulders hunched, trying to blend in

“Right there… mmm!” Damián lowered his mouth to my neck, kissing and sucking gently while his hips maintained that sensual rhythm. He wasn’t just taking me, he was worshipping my body. His free hand roamed my body, squeezing my breast, pinching my nipple just hard enough to send sparks straight to my core, then sliding down to rub slow circles on my clit. “I want to feel you cum on my cock,” he murmured against my skin, voice husky. “Let go for me, Citlali. I’ve got you.”

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

Unbeknownst to her Kristen was preparing her for what was going to happen next. He kept finger f*cking her while his lips were around her breasts Making her moan out his name… Kristen moved upward and claimed her lips in his once again and began kissing her so roughly till her head became muddled and only then did he moved down in between her legs and placed one of her legs on his shoulder as he suddenly thrust into her honeypot with his tongue… Isabelle wanted to slam her legs together because the pleasure was too much for her to handle but unfortunately Kristen held her legs in place making it impossible for her to move them..

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.