Romans & histoires Nasty Erotica

Sasha reached up and played with my nipples, pulling and slapping them lightly while Dominic spanked my ass and pulled my hair. “Take it, you dirty little planner,” Dominic growled. “This is what you wanted. Two cocks wrecking your holes while we call you our cumslut.” “Yes! Harder!” I begged. “Use me. Breed me. Fill me up.” The dirty words kept coming. They called me every filthy name and I loved every second. Sasha sucked hard on my nipples while Dominic fucked my ass deep. The pressure built again until I exploded in the strongest orgasm yet. My whole body shook violently between them as I squirted all over Sasha’s strap-on.

Their striking features became clearer and the shadows receded with each step they took on the stone stairs. Finally, they conceded that they were at the right destination. These hot, extraordinary men and their ravishing lady, Lexi, were the ones whose erotic images and videos had taunted them all. In the agreement they signed, it was stated that they would be having a 24-hour fuck-a-thon CNC sex with them, and they were so excited to begin. Jaxon and Zane Blackwood weren’t completely naked; they wore gray pants and stylish sneakers. “Damn, they’re seriously so freaking hot,” Mike gasped, his heart racing as a wave of excitement washed over him.

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."

I moaned, biting down on my lip when his fingers slid over my folds—slow, taunting, sinful. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," I whispered, pressing my hips into his touch. "I needed..." "You needed me to make you come," he finished for me, his voice dark and breathless. "You needed to sin again." And I did. God help me—I did. "Be a good girl," he murmured. "And on your knees." My hands trembled slightly as I steadied myself, head bowed, breath uneven. I could hear the faint hum of prayer from the main hall, voices rising in unity, unaware of the blasphemy happening behind the booth.

I’m pretty sure I’ve been explicitly clear that Nate’s body is my preferred drug and my favourite kind of high. His eyes narrow and I clue into what he’s doing right before he says it. “You don’t want to have sex, Ava, you want to get fucked, don’t you?” Good grief, please, no one save me. Let it end like this. “Yes.” “Atta girl.” Nate yanks off his thin white T-shirt with one hand and discards it like a rag. The thing looked fatigued trying to hold in his muscles anyway. The shirt is probably relieved to be a crumpled mess on the floor. Sitting up, Finn presses his back against the headboard as he unbuttons his pants and frees his length. I swear it grows every time I see it. Because every

“I like… being touched slowly. Being praised. But… also when someone’s rough. Like… pin me down kind of rough.” His nostrils flared. “Fuck.” “And I like watching too,” I added, too tipsy to stop myself. “Sometimes more than doing anything.” Nathan looked like he was two seconds away from sinning. “That’s hot as hell.” “Your turn.” He tilted his head. “I like when a woman comes so hard she forgets her name. I like edging—making her beg and still not giving it to her.” I squeezed my legs tighter. “Why are we doing this?”

I had never seen a grown man naked before, and I was dying to see what that looked like. “Are you blackmailing me?” “No,” I giggled, “how could a cute girl like me blackmail you?” I traced my fingers along his spine. “I merely want to admire god’s creation.” “Fiine.” He gave in, reaching for the hem of his shirt and pulling it up, revealing that delicious, well-defined body. I moved off him and gave him the signal to take off his bottoms too. He hesitated for a second as if battling with his conscience. We had already gone past that. I gave him those puppy eyes he couldn’t resist. He hooked his finger into the waistband of his sweats and pulled them down together with his boxers in a very ag

Not happening. I gave up instantly. If I was destined to die here, I might as well go out fulfilling my greatest wish— to turn this bleak world into one giant pleasure heaven. Doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold—I’ll make it steamy. And honestly, even with his face hidden behind that swirling black mist, the boss’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and deep, magnetic voice were dead giveaways. The guy was built. Lust makes cowards bold. So without thinking, I said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.”

LAINEY I’d been watching them shrouded in darkness after hearing them in the next room. Their grunts and moans had been so clear that a part of me wanted to keep finger fucking myself until I got off. But I wanted to see it… And so I’d snuck into Hayden’s room and watched. Seeing my brother taking Kai’s ass so aggressively was the most erotic thing I’d ever witnessed. A huge part of my consciousness understood how disgusting I was being wet and wanting to fuck my twin, but something carnal and primitive in me didn’t care. Hayden looked like a god taking what was his with no care.

Their cocks were obscene: thick as wrists, veined like twisted ropes, heads flared and leaking heavy, glowing precum that dripped in long sticky strands onto the floor with wet plops. Marcus screamed through the ring gag, but it came out as a wet gargle. The five demons circled Lila slowly, breathing heavy, sulfur and raw lust thick in the air. She stood there trembling, cum still leaking down her thighs from the first two, but her pussy was clenching visibly, hungry for more.