Poison Ivy Erotica Novels & Stories

I spread my legs wide on the marble island, the red net leggings and matching panties leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. His eyes naturally fell to the junction of my thighs, and I saw his dick cocked to one side of his trousers, a wet patch of precum already staining on the expensive fabric. "You're leaking, sir," I teased. "Is the view that good?" "Come here," he rasped. "Please."

Ryder and Luca painted my back and breasts with hot ropes of cum. I collapsed onto the couch, a trembling, cum-drenched mess. My pussy throbbed, red and swollen, thighs sticky, lips puffy and sore. Every inch of me ached in the most delicious way. Zane stroked my hair almost gently, his voice low and satisfied. “Good girl, Scarlet. You took all of us so well.” I lay there panting, mind fuzzy with lingering pleasure and shock. What have we done? But as their hands soothed my skin and they pulled me into a warm, tangled pile of bodies, a dark, secret part of me knew I’d crave this forbidden trap again.

Ivy gasped as all the possible images of what she could do to her right now flooded her head. "Fuck this” She went over in a swift motion and fixed herself in-between Clara's legs. “Oh" Clara flinched as she felt Ivy's hands holding on to her thighs so she couldn't move. “You smell so good" ivy pressed her nose against her clit and sniffed, planting a small kiss on her folds. “And you're so wet” " I bet you're just as wet” Clara purred, readjusting as the feeling of Ivy's breathing on her core made her weak.

She laps it all up greedily, moaning like I’m the best thing she’s ever tasted, her tail now teasing my asshole, pressing lightly against the tight ring until I’m shaking. Lira rises up, lips and chin shiny with my cum, eyes wild. “Good girl. But I’m not nearly full yet.” She says as shadows swirl around her hips and a thick cock manifests, heavy, veined, deep violet like the rest of her, already leaking pearlescent precum from the fat head. The cock looks inhumanly perfect, throbbing with need, and my eyes widens. No. There is no way I’m going to be able to take it.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

She treated him kindly, but he had been secretly attracted to her for months. One afternoon, Jasper went to the laundry room to grab clean clothes. He thought he was alone. The house was quiet. His dad sat downstairs watching TV. Jasper pulled out his phone and opened private photos he had saved of Vivienne in her tight yoga pants and bikini. His cock hardened quickly. He pulled it out of his shorts and started stroking himself. His hand moved up and down the thick shaft. Pre-cum leaked from the tip and made the strokes slick. The door opened suddenly. Vivienne stood there in a silk robe. Her green eyes widened, then narrowed with heat. She saw the phone screen and the way Jasper stroked his

The room was a symphony of filth: wet slaps, muffled moans, the creak of desks, the squelch of cocks plunging into stretched holes, the occasional sharp slap of skin on skin. Marcus sped up in Ava’s ass—short, brutal thrusts—then buried deep, groaning as he came again—hot pulses flooding her back hole. He pulled out slowly—cum leaking from her gaping ass, dripping down to mix with the mess between her thighs. Ava came again—screaming into Lila’s cunt—body convulsing, ass clenching around nothing now. Lila followed—hips bucking, squirting over Ava’s face. Ethan slammed into Jade one last time—came with a low growl—filling her cunt again until it overflowed, running down her thighs.

she muttered, “ Titi, you are my friend. I want to help you not judge you. I was supposed to be halfway to Africa as we speak but I had to be here with you because It you are my friend Titi. Please tell me. What happened?” Tears streamed down. “ I swear I didn’t know Ivy” I skilled. “ it’s ok, what happened?” I asked “ It wasn’t a normal party Ivy, it was a sex party where people get toa tortured and rapped by different men though they had a nice way of saying it. I tried Ivy, u tried to run away but I couldn’t.

I wanted her pussy, I wanted to taste her, I wanted to feel her body shudder as I flicked my tongue against her clit and licked up and down her folds. She was intoxicating. Her skin was soft and clean, her pussy soaked and more delicious than anything I'd ever tasted. I couldn't get enough of her taste and her scent. I could hear her moaning, muffled from the thighs pressing against my ears, but loud enough that it was only interrupted by the occasional crash of thunder. Her hips shifted, grinding her sweet folds on my face. My view was perfect; her perfect stomach, the swell of her perfect tits, and the occasional glimpse of her perfect, beautiful face as she gazed down at me with her pussy

I wrapped my hand around the base, stroking slowly and firmly, savouring the friction. To amp it up, I grabbed my phone from the side table, thumbing open a private browser. Porn—something quick and dirty. I scrolled to a video of a brunette in a rain-soaked shirt, her body arching as a guy peeled it off. The actress moaned, it was fake but effective to heighten the mood, her tits bouncing as he fucked her against a wall.