Nasty Erotica Novels & Stories

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

“Your greedy little stepdaughter pussy is sucking me in.” “Yess yes, harder!” I moaned shamelessly, bouncing on his lap. My breasts slapped against my chest with every brutal upward thrust. “Fuck your dirty girl. Use me, oh god, I’m yours, Marcus. I’m your collared slut!” He gripped my hips and pounded into me, the wet slap of skin echoing with the crackling fire. Every thrust ground the vibrator against my most sensitive spot. I came again without warning, screaming his name as my walls clamped down around him like a vice.

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

she told me, "so I can get a better sense of what you think you like. I also want you to read erotica on a variety of subjects to see what excites you. I will send you a list of stories later." Since I'd already ordered the Lovense toys and was online shopping for other items, I clicked on the test link and quickly took the test. I wanted to send her the results quickly to show her I was still excited to serve her. You probably can guess most of the results. 99% - Submissive 99% - Non-monogamist 92% - Slave 90% - Exhibitionist 80% - Pet (this was a surprise) 80% - Degradee 70% - Masochist

I assumed it was work but when I glanced over, I caught a glimpse of the screen. P**n. A woman on her knees, her mouth full and her eyes watering as a thick cock fucked her throat. The volume was low, but the wet sounds were unmistakable and even Nica didn’t try to hide it. He kept watching, his jaw tight as his thumb scrolled slowly. Heat flooded my face and my nipples tightened against the thin dress. I knew I should have looked away, but I couldn’t. The sight of him getting hard while watching such raw filth made my pussy clench.

There were various poses, none of them displaying her pussy because her legs were crossed; it was the one classy thing about the pictures. She was surrounded by a variety of models, male and female, all displaying themselves. They were naked. The men’s cocks were erect. Kisses were exchanged between men and women, women and women, men and men. Fingers curled around and into sex organs. Penetration of all orifices was shown, penetration by fingers and cocks and toys. All the slaves surrounding Solange had nipple rings, male and female. Solange pulled the reference photos from the booklet and scattered them over the table. “You can see what I’m looking for, can’t you?”

Jade cried out into the couch as he started railing her in earnest, one hand fisted in her hair, the other gripping her ass hard enough to bruise. “Arch it,” he demanded. “Show me how pretty this cunt looks stuffed full of neighbor cock.” She pushed her ass back to meet him, moaning shamelessly now. The embarrassment from yesterday was gone. All that was left was need. Nicolas spanked her once, hard, then again, watching the skin pink up under his hand while he fucked her deep and fast. “You sound so fucking good like this,” he growled. “Moaning for me. Taking every inch. This is better than your fingers, isn’t it?”

I was still draped over Nick’s chest, limp and glowing, every muscle humming from the way they’d just wrecked me. Their cum leaked slowly and warmly down my thighs, thick and sticky, a filthy reminder of how thoroughly they’d claimed me on this throne. The fairy lights twinkled lazily above us, casting red and green shadows over sweat-slick skin, the grotto still heavy with the scent of sex and pine. Marcus’s fingers traced lazy, filthy circles on my inner thigh, teasing higher each time, brushing the sticky mess between my legs. When he grazed my swollen clit, I jolted with an oversensitive gasp, hips twitching.

he growled and I moaned in response, unable to form anything coherent at that moment. He pulled his hand back, leaving me cold and aching. He stood up, unbuckling his belt, and the sight of him made my breath hitch. He was terrifyingly large, a dark reality that made Max seem like a boy. "Lay back," he ordered. "Spread for me." I obeyed immediately. I was a slave to the heat, my legs falling open of their own accord. "You're a slut, aren't you, Natalya?" he hissed, leaning over me, his weight pinning me down. "A dirty little slut who sends nudes to men just to see what would happen. You wanted me to see you. You wanted to be punished."

“Play with your tits while I fuck you.” I cup my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples through the lace. The added stimulation makes everything more intense. “Harder,” he growls. “Pinch them harder.” I obey, and the sharp pain mixing with pleasure has me gasping. “That’s it. Fuck, you look so good like this. Spread out beneath me, taking my cock, playing with yourself.” His words push me higher. I can feel another orgasm building. “Damon, I’m close…” “Not yet. Hold it.”