Lecture Erotique Novels & Stories

Lucian knelt beside us and reached under to grope and squeeze my swinging breasts, pinching my sensitive nipples until I whimpered and drooled. “Look at her,” Lucian called out to the crowd. “Our shy little camper is turning into such a perfect forest whore. Taking two cocks like she was born for it.” The pack members stroked themselves openly now, eyes glued to my body as it rocked between the two brothers. My moans grew louder, sluttier. Every slow, wet thrust sent waves of shameful pleasure through me. They switched positions leisurely, savoring every moment. Lucian laid on his back and pulled me on top of him, sliding his thick cock into my dripping pussy. He held me down, impaled fully,

he murmured, before plunging his face into her folds, his tongue swirling against her slickness. "Ahh... fuck... yes..." Celine moaned, her body arching off the bed, desperate for more of his touch. Ermanno's tongue delved into her wetness, every stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through her. She was losing control, surrendering to the pleasure that only he could give. Ermanno's finger slipped inside her, breaching her wetness as she squirmed beneath him, lost in a haze of pleasure. He brought his mouth to her clit, his tongue flicking against her sensitive nub, sending her senses into overdrive.

It felt swollen and desperate as fresh arousal dripped steadily from my folds onto the ruined sheets beneath us. "Turn over," he commanded. It was not a request but an order that sent a fresh shiver of excitement racing down my spine. I let his cock slip from my mouth with an audible pop and crawled up the bed on all fours, presenting my ass to him. Lucas grabbed the base of the toy firmly and twisted it slowly. He pulled it halfway out before slamming it back inside me without warning. The sudden fullness made me scream into the pillow as intense pleasure shot through my core.

Lucien was never going to stop. Not until both of them were ruined by this night. “Hnnh…” “Ahhh…” **Kiss** **Suck** Slow, wicked strokes that left her drenched and trembling. Her legs jerked helplessly, shaking beyond control. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out. Mortified by how shamelessly her body quivered before him. How it responded and how it melted. While Lucien tasted her with obscene devotion. Wicked, vulgar and Intoxicating.

Her eyes slowly fluttered open and her back gracefully arched, a euphoric wave of pleasure rippling through her body. She looked down to see Lucian's head nestled between her legs, devouring her like a ravenous dragon. His only appetite was for her and only her. She cried out as his skilled fingers expertly massaged her tender bud, surpassing any expectations of pleasure she had ever known. She wanted more, no, she needed more. So, she grabbed the back of his head and pushed his tongue deeper inside her.

I can feel that my liquids run and start to drip, after all, I have reached ecstasy a few times already. Those four men let out moans of pleasure and lick their lips, I know they want to lick me and enjoy the taste that is dripping. I slide my right hand down my belly, little by little, until I reach the entrance of my sex and the moment I put two fingers inside Lestat pinched my nipples and if my scream of pleasure was locked in my throat, I let it out and it echoed among everyone, making them shudder and start touching themselves too. "One more," Lestat ordered, playing with the tip of my nipples, running his fingernail across them.

He would torture them until they begged to be dicked down by him. A grin played across his lips as he watched her twist her flexible body on the pole, her boobs swayed in front of her. "Stop!" He suddenly ordered and she paused, turning to face him. "Sit down," he paused, adjusting on the couch like the tension in the air was becoming too much for him. "Sit down, spread your legs for me, and touch yourself." He smirked and her eyes widened in shock. "I want to see how deep into your pussy your fingers can go. I want to cum from watching you moan to your own touch."

, stuttered across her mind at the speed of his movements, and the implacability of his grip, before she whimpered again on a surge of intoxicating feeling, reaching, reaching for something as that hard tongue speared between her thighs from behind, delving into her wet p*ssy, tasting, tempting her towards whatever that delicious goal was. And then suddenly he was leaning over her and her breath escaped in a sharp cry as his hands grasped tightly around her thighs and he thrust home, no warning, his large c*ck searing through her tight p*ssy and plunging deep, shocking her through sudden pain into stillness. Lucien snarled in satisfaction, and began to pump, mindlessly uncaring now of anythi

A surge of panic waved over me, what was he doing? I got my answer as I watched him place my legs on my shoulders. “oh my goodness” I screamed out, as I felt his strokes go deeper. “Please fuck me, fuck me like a whore.” He picked up his pace, ramming into me without care. I felt my body shake, a loud moan tearing through my lungs and I came. Brown hair followed soon after. I was numb, barely able to pant…yet a tiny smile was carved on my face. It was barely a few minutes later when I felt green scope me up, directing me to get on all fours.

“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.