Mainstream Erotica นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

“Fuck me like a real man would. Slam that cock deep. I want to feel it in my womb.” Kate thrust aggressively, their soaked pussies slapping together. “Imagine Frank from next door. I bet he’s got a monster cock. I’ve seen the bulge in his sweatpants. He’d split us open. Breed both his little college sluts until we’re full and leaking.” The dirty fantasy pushed them over the edge again. They came together in a screaming, squirting mess, their bodies shaking, fluids everywhere, the sheets completely ruined. Afterward, they lay tangled and panting, bodies slick with sweat and girl-cum. Mira traced lazy circles on Kate’s thigh.

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.

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.

I’m frozen in place, holding my girlfriend’s hand, watching his cock glide in and out of her. Jesus, he’s big. Longer, thicker, and filling her more than I ever could. He eases back, allowing me to see every inch of his huge, come-soaked erection. He aims the tip at her stomach – his length is so huge that it almost touches her skin, even though he’s kneeling above her – and jerks the base with one hand. Brett groans in triumph and unloads on my girlfriend. She coos, loving the feeling of his hot, sticky semen erupting over her skin.

She can't let him see that through her jeans because she has the thinnest panties on. Aria sits back down after her failed attempts to reach anyone, but there’s something in the air; across from her is the sexiest man she has ever seen, and now he’s staring, with visible, foggy breath coming out of his mouth, fiery eyes and Aria’s initial thoughts were coming back, like if this man should take her right here against this cold glass walls. How would it feel? Maybe her cold will vanish, maybe it will relieve her stress from the week, or maybe this will be her best fuck ever, and there will be no coming back from it.

The warm, soft feeling made my whole body tremble. It felt so good. That intense wave of pleasure shot through me like electricity. I gripped the edge of the bed and swallowed hard, afraid to even make a sound. Every cell in my body felt like it was on fire. I couldn't hold back anymore. I pushed Lauren down beneath me and pressed against her with all my strength. She opened herself to me. We spent the next few hours together. When we finally stopped, it was already 3:00 am. Lauren and I fell into a deep sleep.

I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.

Her legs trembled, and she gripped the edge of the desk tighter. Professor Kane added a third finger, stretching her more. He fucked her with his hand, the palm slapping against her clit with every thrust. Sara moaned louder, not caring if anyone outside might hear. The pressure built fast. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, and she came hard within minutes. Her body shook, and her juices squirted a little, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor. He did not stop. He pulled his fingers out, and she heard the sound of his zipper. Then the thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance. He rubbed it up and down her slit, coating himself in her wetness, before pushing in deep in on

I rolled onto my right side, facing the wall, and reminded myself again that watching isn't wanting. I've read a lot of erotica -- no surprise there. How many times does the male character end up snuggled against the female, his hand holding her tit and his boner against her ass? It's comical, right? I woke up some time later. The abundant moonlight that had illuminated Melody and Deuce the other night filled the room.