Novel & Cerita Polyamorous Erotica

“Love you too. Please, Damon. I need—” “I know what you need.” He picks up the pace, driving into me harder, faster. One hand moves to my clit, rubbing in perfect circles. “One more,” he growls. “Give me one more and then I’ll fill you up. Fill this perfect pussy with my cum.” The dirty talk combined with his skillful fingers pushes me over the edge. I come one final time, my pussy clamping down on him like a vice. “Fuck!” He buries himself deep and I feel him pulse, flooding me with his release.

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."

Most of them didn’t understand polyamory and thought it was group sex or having more than one girl on a string at a time, and that wasn’t what I was after. I wanted to expose the practice for what it was, not what people thought it was. I felt that I was learning something every day about it by reading books that talked about the subject. Who knew that A****n would be filled with books about Reverse Harem? They seemed to be a popular topic, and I must admit a few of them had me hot and sweaty at night with my hands in between my leg. Something that I regularly did, but never with no one in mind. He would be a hot guy, and he would want me, that was the only credential. Now, I couldn’t look a

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

She’s magnificent. “Is her pussy still wet?” I lay down on my back in front of her, rip open one of the condom packets and apply the latex while she watches, her pupils expanding, those nipples so tight I know she needs another climax. One isn’t enough for this woman. I’d say she’s a three-man job, but she’s not a job at all. She’s a privilege. “Or does she need to wiggle around on my face for a while?” Elise squeezes her spasming thighs together and moans.

I was sure it was her. I even opened my eyes, slightly trembling. But the woman below me, with her head tilted back, was not blonde. I closed my eyes again, letting the sounds I heard look like Joana's voice. It wasn't a sin. I was just exploring those sensations to the fullest. Maybe Joana wasn't the goddess of sex emerging to take me to the abyss of pleasure. I let myself be convinced that it was her. So what was love, became fucked up. The dirtiest kind possible. "Oh my God... "Maria moaned softly.

She's going insane, and she's enjoying Fender's kissing her feminity. "Oh, Fender!" she exclaimed loudly. His sinful tongue and luscious lips kept on worshipping her feminity. She's afraid she would lose consciousness while Fender is eating her. She felt a mixture of tickle and pleasure inside her, but she couldn't put a name to it. She's going crazy again! His tongue is playing with her pearl, and his naughty finger is now penetrating her jewel. The little pain that rushed into her womanhood made her bit her lips. Fender sensed this, so he stop fingering her. Only his sinful tongue were now adoring her.

It was the permission, the shared secret, that undid her. The orgasm ripped through her, silent and violent. Her mouth opened in a soundless cry, her body clamping down on his fingers as waves of pleasure radiated out from where he touched her, deeper and more consuming than the one in the doctor’s office. This one was stolen and dirty. As she shuddered against him, he slowly withdrew his fingers and brought them to his mouth. With his eyes locked on hers, he sucked them clean. Her breath hitched because it was the most intimate thing she’d ever seen.

“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.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."