Lite Erotica Indian Novels & Stories

"Yesss.... Please, I love you too. Ahh...," Vikas was done having her lichu juice as he came up hovering over her and then pushing her with his whole body weight. "Now my cock will take care of your pussy hole. Are you ready?" Neha smiled at him seductively as she kissed his lips and then smiled. She tasted her taste on his lips he smiled too. He lifted his lower part a little and she automatically spread her legs for him as he rub his cock to her clitoris as they smile at each other smiling. "Take it to my g-spot handsome." She said as her hand also went down and she hold his dick and rub it on her pussy along with him still smiling at each other. With both holding his dick he pushed it ins

Layla gets up and looks at my cock like she has never seen one before. "-May I touch it? Layla asks curiously. -Of course, you can. Do you know what this is? -Umm… No… I have never seen one." Layla replies, touching my cock and making it get as hard as possible. While Layla was touching my dick, I explain to her that I am a futanari, gifted with both a pussy and a dick. She is mesmerized by my dick and keeps playing with it until I ask her nicely to stop.

He grabbed onto Ekta's legs, yanking her forward, he spread them apart and buried his face into her pink folds. "Oh! Fuck! Shit! Ahh!" Ekta moaned wantonly as Lester ran his tongue over her slit, all the way to her clit, making her shudder. When Lester felt Ekta's body tense and shake slightly, he pulled away from between her legs and sat on the sofa, pulling Ekta to sit on his lap in a straddling position. Guiding herself over Lester's huge hard rod, she held it in place and first rubbed it on her core, coating it with her juices. Then slowly, she slid down on it, making a hiss leave Lester's lips. " Fuck! baby, you're so tight!"

Lyla is of my age, she was living with her family in Virginia when her own father sold her into prostitution four years back after her mother died of cancer and her family suffered heavy financial loss, Lyla had two younger school going brother, her father choose to sacrifice her own daughter in order to get money for easy going of his and his two sons life, initially Lyla had breakdown, she was traumatized but in past four years even she accepted this as her fate and changed into what we were called as in eyes of white color ‘PROSTITUTES’ When I went to meet Lyla in her room, I saw she was lying on her bed covered in comfy blanket however I believed sensed me inside her room because without

Indie said. She gently guided my legs apart and knelt on the floor between them. With her tongue and teeth, she teased at my lower lips, then spread them with her fingers to gain access. Her tail slipped up to caress my clit, giving it the same pheromone bath her g-spot had received while she sucked and licked my folds. The skillful way she tormented my body was revelatory. Rao was amazing, but Indie had years of experience on him. Honestly, I didn’t know if I would’ve survived having them both at the same time.

Lightly slapping my hands away, she removed the drawstrings of the pants while I watched her fingers near the bulge. “Did I tell you that you look edible right now?” She purred. She tucked them down, and I took a sharp breath when she peered up at me through her lashes, her chocolate-colored eyes wild with lust, “You don’t know how exotic you look wearing Indian clothes. It was so hard for me not to lock us in a room and suck your cock on my knees.” I removed the kurta and leaning down, I wrapped her hair in my fist and pressed my lips against her, her grin making it hard for us to kiss.

Sophie pov I took off my skirt and slowly traced lines on my panties, not taking my eyes off the magazine, slowly flipping it to the next page. My breathing grew faster. It was an up-close picture of the woman having her pussy licked by the man. Fuck, I couldn't tease myself any longer. I pulled my panties to one side and slipped a finger into my pussy.

Kinks: possession, doll fetish, rough sex Lila lay in her bed, the soft glow of her nightlight casting shadows across the room filled with her collection of dolls. At eighteen, she still clung to these childish comforts, especially on nights when her mind wandered to the forbidden stories she read in secret—tales of dark magic and hidden desires that made her cheeks flush. Her bedroom was a sanctuary of pastel walls and stuffed animals, but tonight, an unease prickled her skin. She shifted under the thin sheet, her soft pale body clad only in a loose tank top and panties, the summer heat making sleep elusive. Her wide eyes stared at the ceiling, curious thoughts swirling about the porcelain

"I put an app on your phone while you were taking off your panties and bra at the bar. After you turn it on and connect it, you'll send me a link and I will control its speed." I still didn't get it, but I assumed she knew what she was talking about so I said, "Sure." "Don't worry," she said. "You're gonna love it. I already know you like having your g-spot stimulated. This will do that better than my finger did. From what you told me about masturbating in front of the window, I'm sure you're wet enough to insert the Lush, right?" she asked. "Safe to say," I replied. Secretly I was worried that I would cum just from being penetrated.

The VIP room was small and dark, lit only by a faint purple light that made Layla’s skin look like glowing silk. She stood in the center of the room, and the three men, Marcus, Jax, and Leocouldn't breathe just looking at her. She was built with incredible curves, her waist tiny and her hips wide and heavy. Her breasts were the best part; they were huge, round, and so heavy they swayed beautifully with every step she took. The skin on her chest was pale and soft, and her nipples were dark and hard, poking out like they were begging to be tasted. She reached back and unhooked her gold bra, letting her heavy breasts fall free, bouncing softly as they were released. The men groaned at the sight