Novel & Cerita Poison Ivy Erotica

kind of naughty —You are here. —Erika looks at me for a moment and then takes a silly one out of the oven. She loves pies and more so apple pies, it's something we have in common. —I thought you were coming late so I thought I'd make you a Pay —she moves like crazy from one side to the other until she finds a candle in a bag —Ready.

Jax just watching me like he already knew what I was hiding. My pussy ached. Bad. I could feel how slick I was, the wetness starting to coat my inner thighs. I squeezed my legs together, but that only made it worse. “Fuck it,” I whispered to myself. I stood up, locked the door, and climbed onto my bed. The oversized t-shirt rode up as I lay back, and I didn’t bother pulling it down. I reached under the mattress and pulled out my favorite toy, a thick dildo I’d bought online last year. It was veiny, heavy, and just a little bigger than what I could usually take comfortably. Perfect for nights like this.

A dark thought crept into my mind. When I pulled up my pants and came back from the bathroom, she was already lying in bed, scrolling through her phone. I glanced at her bag on purpose. The stockings were gone. Had she figured out what I did and thrown them away? I really wanted to ask her, but we were still strangers, so I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I held back my curiosity and climbed up to the top bunk. Lying there, I felt like ants were crawling all over me. My whole body itched unbearably.

Soon, I came with a scream, my cream filling his mouth, my body shaking, my back arching off the mattress. He crawled up my body, his cock pressing against my entrance, hot and insistent, but he didn't push in. Instead, he reached into his nightstand, pulling out a vibrator, black, with a curved tip designed for maximum stimulation. The sight of it made my pussy clench with anticipation. "Ever been fucked by two things at once?" he asked, his voice dark. "No." “Today will be your first.” He pressed the vibrator against my clit, turning it on low,

ARC 21 : SIREN’S FATAL EMBRACE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content including lesbian smut, fingering, squirting, tribbing/scissoring, oral worship, tail penetration (anal and vaginal), double penetration with tongue and tail, rough degradation, and intense orgasm control. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores raw and unrestrained desire. ------- Eli/Elara's POV The wind whipped across the deck of The Iron Kraken carrying the reek of unwashed men. I kept my head down with my shoulders hunched, trying to blend in

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“You ride dick like a fucking pornstar. Mmm… yeah, just like that. Ride me faster, baby.” Ivy threw her head back, moaning loud and long. “Ahh! Your cock feels amazing deep inside me! Suck my tits more, please!” Waves of pleasure hit her hard as she rode him faster, slamming down on his cock again and again. Soon her body tensed up tight. “I’m gonna squirt again! Oh fuck... ahhhhh!” She came hard, soaking his lap and stomach with another huge squirt. “Dayumm… I never knew I could squirt this much!”

Ryder wasn't just using his tongue, he was conducting a symphony of filth against her nerve endings. They were buried deep under the thick, weighted duvet, a private cavern that smelled of sweat, salt, and the heavy, metallic musk of her own relentless arousal. The heat was stifling, the oxygen thin, but Ruth-Ann didn't care. She felt like a goddess atop a throne of sin, her body vibrating with a raw, electric hunger that five hours of climaxing hadn't even begun to sate.

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho

One hand squeezed her full tits while the other slid between her thighs, rubbing slow circles over her already swollen clit. She flipped to her favorite page — a busty girl getting railed hard from behind, face pressed into the sheets, ass up high while the guy pounded her deep. Sophia moaned loudly as she slipped two fingers inside her dripping pussy, pumping them in and out while imagining the rough, filthy fucking in the photos. She was so lost in it, moaning and grinding against her hand, that she didn’t hear the knock at the front door. Or the second one. Or the fact that the door was unlocked.