روايات وقصص ضمن Lovely Erotic

I whispered, already growing wet from his touch. Damien hummed in approval and guided me deeper into the gallery. In the next room, a series of large erotic photographs hung under soft spotlights naked bodies in elegant, provocative poses. He stopped me in front of one showing a woman on her knees, looking up at her lover with pure surrender. “Reminds me of you,” he growled, pressing his growing erection against my ass. “On your knees for Daddy, eyes wide and hungry.” His fingers slipped under my dress and found me bare and slick. He circled my clit slowly while we stood there, surrounded by millions of dollars in art.

I licked and sucked until her nipples peaked hard against my tongue, until her breathing turned uneven and her hands settled in my hair. When I moved lower she opened her legs without prompting. I settled between them and simply looked for a moment, taking in the sight of her already glistening for me. Then I leaned in and gave her a long, deliberate lick. Elena’s hips lifted. I did it again, slower, mapping her with my tongue, learning the exact pressure that made her sigh and the spot that made her thighs tense. Two fingers slid inside easily. She was still wet from the night before and from this new attention, and the feeling of her around my fingers made my own need throb.

Before I can say anything, Lira reaches me in one fluid motion, pressing me down onto the cushions, her soft breath mixing with my rapid breath. Her skin is so hot, and so soft that I don’t want her to stop pressing her body against me. Those heavy breasts crush against my smaller ones through my hoodie, nipples dragging like live wires. “I—” The rest of my words get stuck in my throat when her mouth claims mine—deep, filthy, that long demonic tongue sliding in thick and possessive, tasting like spiced honey and pure lust. It fills me, fucks my mouth slow and wet, curling around my own tongue until I’m moaning helplessly into her, hips bucking up on instinct. Never in all my years of living

Eric grins, "Happy to help, Lar...does feel amazing!" "Fuck meeeee...ooooh god damn, Eric...that feels so fucking nice...fuck me...fuck me with that dick...that big dick...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...love it!" While Eric and Laura enjoy their sexual memories, I grind my lips into hers with deep penetrating kisses; then I licked over her body, biting at those nipples...they're so hot, raised off those firm, mounded tits...puffies, fucking love'em! "Laura, your nipples are so fucking hot!"

It was such an intimate piece, and personal too, for it felt as if the energy that hummed between them had somehow been tapped. And then Silvio merged the couple, pulling the feminine thigh around the male loin, arching the neck backwards, and Lovely was aware of the sound of her own pulse whooshing in her ears. The erotic beauty was more subtle now, the anatomical details conjoined for ever and captured in glass. And then Silvio rolled another layer of molten glass over them, covering the conjoined beauty with a silken glass sheet. Yet they all knew what lay beneath. ‘Now my signature...’ Silvio said, and Lovely felt as if she had been snapped from a trance.

He feels the subtle tensing of her muscles beneath his touch. His fingers explore, tracing the soft, delicate skin, moving higher, unerringly. He feels the dampness immediately, a warm, slick welcome. She’s soaking. The realization hits him with a wave of exhilarating confirmation. Despite the hate in her eyes, despite the desperate struggle of her body, her desire is undeniable, a physical testament to the raw truth he’s always suspected. The scent of her, sharp and musky with arousal, fills his nostrils, intoxicating him.

Charlotte’s pov Eros was the best lover I had ever had. Well, I only had Gabriel. The only thing he did was kiss me and I was already a puddle. I had no idea what I was missing, having sex is great, but there is so much more you can do together. I was brought back when I felt Eros place his mouth back on my core. This time he inserted a finger, which added another layer of pleasure. I arched my back as another wave of orgasm flood my senses.

Littering kisses from my cleavage to my crotch, Leo stroked the beady flesh of my clitoris, seemingly preening at the vulgar sounds that exited my lips as he performed his ministrations. “You are the most gorgeous woman on earth, Allie,” He said, eyes full of adoring warmth. “So gorgeous inside out. Just look at how beautiful your wet pussy is.” Trust Leo to easily turn an heartwarming confession into a wanton utterance. For some reason that turned me on even more. In response to his nasty utterance, I moaned, grabbing his shoulder. He darted me another smirk before pressing a kiss to my clitoris, multiplying the pleasure within me.

“Do not stop Gavin. Trust me, I want you” And that was all that broke the ice. Gavin swiftly reached to the hem of her clothes and lifted it over her head, she took the hint and removed the remaining piece of clothing on her body. Gavin hitched a breath as he took in her body, he drank her beauty and his voice was filled with passion as he said, “Leila Baker, you are beautiful”. He positioned himself between her legs and plunged into her urgency, she cried out and he cupped his hand over her mouth, “Shush darling, let’s not wake the neighbors”.

Eric was close, almost uncomfortably so, staring up a few inches from where his wife's pussy was being practically split open by Dex's cock. "God, baby, his cock is so perfect," Vicky said. "Don't you love seeing my pussy like this?" "So much," he said. "I'm so glad he agreed to be your lover." Nicole whimpered, biting Dexter's shoulder as she continued to watch. He guessed that she'd just worked an orgasm from herself. Whimpering, Vicky quickly built up her own orgasm, cumming as Eric leaned in and started to strum a finger across her clit. Dex didn't feel any masculine fingers on anything of his, so he knew he was being extra careful.