Monster Erotica Books の小説・ストーリー

“Rub your clit. I want to feel you come on my cock.” I slide my hand between us, finding my clit and rubbing in fast circles. “Damon, I’m close…” “Come for me. Come on my cock like a good little wolf.” The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave. I scream his name, my pussy clenching around him so hard he groans. “Fuck, yes. Just like that.” He’s moving faster now, chasing his own release. “I’m going to fill you up, Maya. Going to pump you full of my cum. Mark you inside and out.”

“Deeper. Don’t you dare pull back now.” Tyler made a choked noise but kept going, hands gripping Damien’s thick thighs. Damien’s head was thrown back, eyes half closed, his abs flexing with every thrust into Tyler’s mouth. Sweat glistened on his skin. He looked powerful. Dangerous. Nothing like the asshole who shoved past me in the hallways or called me “bookworm” like it was an insult. My heart hammered so hard I thought it would burst. I should have backed away. I should have run upstairs and pretended I saw nothing. But my feet would not move. Heat flooded my face, then my groin, and shame mixed with something darker I did not want to name.

The extreme eroticism of my voyeuristic encounter made it feel less invasive because they couldn’t see me and more sexual because it made me free to explore this fetish I discovered. I peaked and gazed out the window. The black woman stood up and waddled down the stranger’s slick, muscular body. His body shone with the heat from their encounter. The woman spread her legs wide and lowered herself onto the erect shaft that glimmered from her saliva. She jerked and strained to not scream out, as the large, thickened shaft vanished deep within her.

She unscrewed the cap and gulped the water, the freezing liquid hitting her parched throat, but it did nothing to douse the fire roaring in her gut. "What the heck was I thinking?" she hissed to herself, leaning her forehead against the cool marble of the kitchen island. "Why did I do that? I'm a monster. I'm a sick, perverted monster." She closed her eyes, but all she saw was the flickering, disjointed memory of Ryder's cock buried in her mother's pale flesh. She saw the way his muscles tightened and released, the way he looked at her through that narrow crack in the door like he was eating her alive without even touching her. She prayed to a God she felt she had just betrayed that he hadn'

“You're such a tease huh!” He pulled out his dick from between my boobs and slipped it inside my pussy. “Ahhhhh….” I let out a loud moan . *SMACK* He smacked my boobs as they jiggled and spanked my ass while riding me. He was pounding inside me back and forth when I felt his warm baby batter filling up my womb. “Ahhh…” My moans filled the room and he groaned, sucking and licking on my nipples. He finally pulled out his dick and ogled my vagine while his cum dripped down my womanhood.

She said with more sarcasm. She studied the cover and read the title out loud. "A Mother's Seduction". I felt the last of my boner disappear. If my cock had had legs, I'm sure he would have taken off and left me on the sofa alone to deal with this. "A Moth er's Se duc tion" She repeated emphasizing each syllable. She turned back to the television screen in time to see this woman, who was about her age, swallowing the boy's cock. And I do mean SWALLOWING!

We use it for bondage now. MAD GHOSTS OF LuST 295 He fucked me harder and harder. The pain biting my nipples soared, leveled out and soared again whenever he knocked or twisted the clamps. He dug his fingers into my blood-suffused flesh. Colors bloomed behind my eyelids and when I was there, the colors were my world. Flickering clutches of coming pulled me into myself and flung me out. Inside and outside, all at the same time. Ecstasy escapes description; it’s like trying to package steam.

He drew in a deep breath, and my face paled instantly. What trap did I fall into? "You still can't keep me here against my will!" I protested, throwing my hands in the air angrily. He inched closer, stealing my breath like he always did. My clitoris twitched painfully, and waves of unexpected pleasure coursed through my veins. Why did I still find this monster attractive? "Against your will? You know this is what you want, sweetheart. I watched you for a long time, I am aware of your dirty fantasies to be used like a whore, chained up and ordered around. I know."

Tears streamed down her face, but a broken, muffled moan of pure ecstasy vibrated around the cock fucking her mouth. They found a rhythm, a brutal, synchronized pounding. Jax hammered her pussy, his balls slapping her clit with every thrust, sending jolts of electric pleasure up her spine. Marcus fucked her ass with deep, grinding strokes that ignited a different, darker fire. The cock in her mouth kept her anchored, gagging and drooling. The dirt talk was constant, a soundtrack to her degradation and awakening. “Whose filthy holes are these?” “Yours!” she tried to scream, the sound garbled.

"Watch Mommy’s ass take this young cock. I am addicted to you. I will sneak into your car, text you when Jake is asleep, let you breed me in hotel rooms, anything you want." The passionate heat mixed with nasty desperation. I thrust up hard to meet her bounces gripping her wide hips and pounding from below. Her heavy tits bounced wildly in the mirror across from us. Elena came hard. Her pussy gushed and fluttered around my cock as she screamed my name, juices squirting down my balls. She kept riding through her orgasm grinding and circling her hips like a woman possessed.