Orc Erotica Novels & Stories

I was showered with offers for dates, but none of them gave me that tingle in my pussy that Eric next door did. I went to a seedy bookshop in the "wrong" part of town and bought a couple of erotic novels. I chose ones that were about husbands having affairs with younger women. As I read them in bed late at night I let my fingers play with my tits and my pussy and I brought myself to my very first orgasm. It was a wonderful discovery, but nothing like what the books described. I knew I needed a cock for that and the only cock I wanted sat between Eric Conner's legs.

“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

Way too f**king long. Eric pushed his curtain back, revealing his long cock. She watched him stroke himself for several minutes, his fingers wrapped around his flesh, drawing up and down its length with gentle, fast strokes. She strained her ears to hear the sounds of flesh on flesh and the excited hitch in his breath. She had the sudden urge to want to come with him. She opened her legs again and stroked her clit with the same rhythm he used. She decided watching the look on his face was almost as sexy as watching his hand slide over his cock, almost as sexy as thinking about it between her lips. She sucked on the fingers of her free hand, wanting him in her mouth, wondering what his cum wo

I feel like I’m on the edge of a cliff, teetering on the brink of oblivion, and he’s holding me back, taunting me with my own desire. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he stops the vibrator. I cry out in frustration, my body aching for release. But he doesn’t give it to me. Instead, he replaces the vibrator with a dildo, thrusting it deep inside me, mimicking the motion of his cock. He watches me carefully as he does this, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

Ero **** on the first date she confided in me i have a chromosomal disorder, disorder, disorder i need love and pain strangely mixed together my elixirs i suffer reality distoooorrtions a ghastly Vatican of ****** compulsions my soul is black matter my **** a seething cauldron of despicable desire my *** cries for homicidal cruelty mold me into a ******* fold me like a two dollar beach chair the wrong way tear me to bits unwind my intestine eat me like a blood ******* ghoul make me squirm like an anime victim i thought oh finally a soul mate with soul strange as a Dionysian mad hatter on hallucinogenics hot girl creeping grimacing at me meandering conjurations by ****** contortions stunning

The second orgasm hit her without a single warning. It tore through her in hard, pulsing waves that made her walls clamp down viciously around his cock. She cried out against his mouth, her body arching hard off the desk. Alexandro didn’t slow down for a second. He rode her right through it, drawing every last tremor out of her until she was trembling and completely oversensitive, then chased his own release with a handful of brutal, merciless strokes. He came with a low, guttural groan, burying himself deep and flooding her womb again in hot, thick pulses.

She’s slipping away—everything feels like it’s underwater, like a dream she can’t wake from. She cries out again, desperate, high-pitched. Endless waves of orgasm ripple through her trembling form, one crashing over the next, relentless, overwhelming. Her limbs flail, her body convulses beneath him, but still he doesn’t stop. Still he pounds. Still he slams. He whispers dirty words against her flushed skin, each syllable igniting her nerve endings like sparks. “Oh, you wanna act like a little slut?” he snarls against her neck, voice dripping with dark amusement. “Then I’ll make it real easy for you, baby.”

“No. That would be fine. A little weird, but fine.” “Why is it weird?” I narrowed her eyes. “Have you taught other women how to use vibrators?” “Of course.” “Oh.” A little taken aback by this matter-of-fact answer, I concluded, “I guess it’s not that weird after all.” Oyin smiled and reached into his case, pulling out a DVD. “This was the best I could find if we want to start with erotica again this evening. Well-made, female-oriented erotic movies are few and far between. This is a series of short films, so each is just a half hour. That would leave us more time, which might be smart if we want to practice with the vibrator before we move on to intercourse.”’

Slick poured out around his thick shaft, coating his balls and dripping down to soak the black silk sheets beneath us. Thorne reached between us, his rough thumb finding my swollen clit and rubbing firm, rapid circles. “Cum for me again, Lira. Cream all over your master’s fat cock. Show me how well this slave pussy milks me.” The added stimulation was too much. My second orgasm crashed over me. I screamed his name, back arching violently off the bed as my walls clenched and fluttered wildly around his thrusting cock. Fresh gushes of slick flooded around him, making every plunge even wetter and more obscene.

"Cum again. Cum for your master. Show me how much you love orc cock." His other hand finds my clit and rubs with rough, calloused fingers that feel like sandpaper against my oversensitive flesh. The overstimulation is insane, too much and not enough at the same time. I'm crying, tears streaming down my face, sobbing with pleasure and overwhelm, but my body responds anyway, betraying me completely. Another orgasm tears through me, then another, then another until I lose count, until I'm just a shaking, screaming mess impaled on his cock.