Les Erotica Novels & Stories

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

The guys watched, mesmerized, as the fake cock disappeared into my body, then emerged, shiny and wet. "Look at her lips," Mark breathed. "They cling to it. They don't want to let go." Leo kept going in a slow, deep rhythm. Ethan applied the vibrator to my clit. Ben and Derek returned to my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples. Mark stroked my inner thighs. I was lost. The world narrowed to the feeling of being filled, buzzed, and touched from all sides. I was a living, breathing centerfold, a pornographic dream come to life for these men. And I loved it.

"Your pretty pussy is so clean. So untouched." He used his large, scarred fingers to hook into her labia, spreading the pink, pussy jaws wide. He stared at her tiny, puckered hole, the virgin gateway that had never known a man's intrusion. It was a pale, dusty rose color, glistening with a clear, honeyed nectar that smelled of rain-washed lilies and the sharp, musky tang of a woman in heat. "You smell too fucking good, Ruthie," he groans, his nose inches from her clit. "I can taste it."

His cock just felt too good that I wanted more of it right that moment. "Daniel!" I moaned loudly as his fingers dug into my hips. He was slamming me down on his cock, and slowly, his thumb was creeping towards my clit. When he touched it, my pussy tightened almost painfully, and I almost came. "Do that again!" I begged. "Please." Daniel did as I asked, brushing his thumb back and forth around my sensitive clit until I was so close to cumming that I could no longer bounce up and down. I was simply grinding my hips into him, rubbing my pussy all over his cock and his hand even more.

The age difference was a huge gap, the fact that I was her teacher was a huge problem. But we were addicted to each other's bodies. I don't know how long she slept before waking up, but when she woke up, she sat up and looked at me "Daddy," she said. "Yes baby?" I replied, feeling her body next to mine. "I know what we are doing is a kind of taboo, but I don't want us to stop," she said as her hand slowly rubbed the head of my cock. "Neither do I Ariana, I love you so much, and my body loves yours too much to stop." I said and she smiled as she removed her panties. She straddled my cock and she rode me slowly while kissing me on the lips.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

My head spun and I shuddered, pussy flaming wet-hot as the rest of me. Kim pistoned his glistening cock in Jang mi’s gripping pussy, muscles standing out in stark, mouth-watering relief on his legs and arms and back. Jang mi held on to the man’s neck, bouncing her bum on his thrusting pole, swarming her tongue into his mouth, her body and breasts rocking in rhythm to Kim’s pounding cock. I anxiously kneaded my soft, sensitive tit-flesh, rubbing and rubbing and rubbing my button. I thrust a hand out the curtain and scooped up more rainwater, flinging it on my pussy and chest, oiling my erotic actions. I pinched a nipple so hard I thought it would burst, me along with it.

“Always.” Erotica 2.