Pet Play Erotica Novels & Stories

Egil's pupils begin to dilate as he helps his wife move up and down his erection, faster and deeper each time, until he enters her completely. The room fills with Adelaide's moans and Egil's grunts. The pleasure they both feel is overwhelming and for a moment Egil allows himself to be carried away by what he is feeling and starts kissing his wife's neck, making his way up to her chin, where he leaves soft bites to dampen all that feeling of ecstasy that overwhelms him. Petra is the only one he has allowed to have this intimacy during sex, the only one he has allowed to sleep in his bed with him, because she is the only one who knows how to please him completely, fulfill even his darkest fant

After he was done, he sat down beside her, in front of the webcam, and began to rub her cunt in a circular motion slowly while touching himself. The girl squirmed as he tapped on her entrance, her legs began to close but he widened it. Her head leaned back in pleasure as he rubbed her wet entrance. She moaned loudly as he flicked her clit. “Look at me,” he commanded. “Open your eyes and look at me, little slut.” he groaned. The girl’s eyes opened slowly as she moaned uncontrollably. “Good girl,” he praised. “I want you to give our audience a good show. Show them what your pussy can do.”

It was so very nice to feel them all over your body! Your orgasm was long and hard and very good. But, now you need a fucking, a long hard fucking. Your pussy needs a dick. And there stands this sexy young man. The other men have moved out from between your open thighs and the handsome young man has moved in. Your arms and legs are still tied off and you are so open and so exposed to them all. They take photos of your open cunt wet and swollen red with your need.

Her walls clenched around the silicone, greedy and wet. Elena began to ride it, rocking back onto the toy with increasing urgency. One hand braced on the headboard, the other rubbing her clit in frantic circles. She imagined Victor behind her, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise, slamming into her with the ruthless possession he’d described in every journal entry. “Fuck me,” she gasped aloud. “Victor… please…” The fantasy crested. Her thighs shook. The pressure built like a tidal wave until it finally broke. She came hard, crying out as her pussy spasmed around the thick toy, juices dripping down her thighs onto the sheets. Wave after wave rolled through her, leaving her trembling and br

Domica logged in. Her inbox was still full. But one request caught her eye. Client ID: PetalX Session: Private Request: “Please, Mistress. Let me be pretty for you tonight. Use me how you like.” Gender: F Experience Level: Submissive. Oral. Edge-trained. Good at staying still. Needs to feel beautiful.” Domica’s lips curled slowly. She selected “Accept.” The screen split open to reveal a woman on her knees. Young, maybe twenty-five, with cinnamon-brown skin and breasts she clearly wanted noticed. Her nipples were pierced—silver rings gleaming under a soft mesh bralette. She wore nothing else but black lipstick and a velvet ribbon tied in a bow around her throat.

This sweet little puppy, this perfect doll, made some switch flip in my mind because now all I could almost see myself doing was fucking her, playing with her until I finally get to take her life away. Maybe it was the way she begged or the way the words slipped from her mouth so fast she couldn’t censor herself. Or maybe it was the quiet sobs and the big tears that were rocking her body. Or it was the fact that she was lying in front of me, restrained and naked, and her body was trembling as it waited for my touch.

Burying his face on my boobs and trailing hard kisses on them, he snakes his hands to my butt and cups them too, before rolling his weight off me, takes my panties off, raises my knees up, nudges my thighs apart and positions his face in front of my vagina. "So beautiful," Pete murmured kissing the tip of her vagina, and fixed his dark lust clad gaze on Beth again. While she just laid on the bed, not moving or breathing, just staring at Pete as he stared right back at her down her vagina. Beth took a sharp intake of breath. His eyes were so dark and stormy that it was impossible not to get lost in them. With shame and embarrassment heating up her cheeks and surging through her, Beth attempte

His touch was all I needed. My hungry hole ached for more. My fingers were not filling me enough. I let out a low growl before withdrawing my hands. Fuck Daniel, I sighed. Before my hands were enough. The images of my men from erotica were enough. Now nothing felt good enough. I sat up and opened the drawer beside my bed. My eyes fell on a vibrator—black, thick, and long. My fingers curled around it before taking it out. I leaned back into the mattress, bending my knees and parting my legs.

ARIA The collar felt heavier than it looked. Thick black leather, discreet enough to pass as edgy fashion during the day but with a small silver ring in front where Vesper clipped the leash. I stood in their warehouse again the next afternoon, heart hammering so hard I could taste it. A small remote-controlled egg vibrator buzzed low inside my pussy on the lowest setting—just enough to keep me wet and aching. No panties under the short sundress. The hem barely covered my ass.

The screens showed live feeds of other rooms, and other people. A couple in one room was fucking on a table, the woman bent over while two men took turns. In another, a woman was tied spread-eagle, a man teasing her with a vibrator while she begged. Clara’s breath caught. Heat flooded between her legs. She was instantly wet. Julian sat on the couch and pulled her onto his lap, her back to his chest. His hand slid under her skirt, fingers pushing her soaked panties aside. “Watch them,” he said against her ear.