Lit Erot Ica Novels & Stories

“Little girls with dirty mouths are secretly sluts for their Daddies. Tell me what you are, Layla.” “I’m a slut for Daddy,” I say, looking up at him shyly from underneath my lashes. “Yeah, you are,” he says, looking down at me with devotion. A deeper emotion flickers in his green eyes, but now’s not the time for it. I cup his balls with my small hands and massage them as I take him down my throat. He roars when his cock hits the back of my throat. I like that I’m turning him into this beast who can barely control his lust around me.

I bit my lip hard, but a loud moan still escaped. My hips rolled against his hand despite myself, chasing the pleasure I didn’t want to crave. Tears of frustration and overwhelming sensation pricked my eyes. “I hate this,” I gasped, even as my inner walls clenched greedily around his fingers. “I hate you. I hate how you make me feel…” “But you love how it feels, don’t you?” He twisted his fingers, scissoring them, stretching me open. “Tell me how much you’ve thought about this. How many times you’ve touched this soaked pussy thinking about me ruining you.”

I held his shoulders as my legs shivered and I cried out in ecstasy. “Tell me Elena, did you miss me?” he asked with a low seductive voice. “Tell me how you missed me stroking your wet pussy” he said. “I missed you Nate, I missed fucking you” I cried out. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, withdrawing his hand. “Don’t stop touching me Nate, fuck me please.” I begged, shamelessly. “That’s nice to hear” he said and he pushed me to the wall, he went down on his raising one of my legs and placing it on his shoulder. Then he buried his face into my fucking pussy

Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing. She bit her lip hard to stop a moan from escaping. Her body was on fire, sexually frustrated and desperate for relief. The lecture dragged on, every minute feeling like torture. She kept checking the clock, counting down the seconds until class ended so she could rush back to her dorm room and use her vibrator.

I went to my room, another decorated horror and on the bed lay some nightwear , a pair red lingeries, some cuffs, feathers, blind folds and so many nasty things. I just looked at them and scoffed, but I as I said earlier nothing would go to waste. I put on the lingerie and poured myself some more wine and put on some sensual music. Since Nathan wouldn’t touch me, I touched myself most of the time and with the toys around I might just do it anyways.