Polyamorous Erotica Novels & Stories

She truly did enjoy the way he handled her but it wasn’t enough to give her an orgasm except if she added a vibrator. Reed watched proudly as Light pulled out and slammed inside into Lexi’s wet pussy. “Ah!” She moaned loudly, her hips swirling as if begging for more. This moment made him admit that Light was truly the freakiest among them all. Within a few minutes with sex demons, he was already balls deep inside one of them. Reed felt his cock growing harder the more he watched the erotic live p**n. He smoothly slid his hand into Red's leather pants and then slipped his fingers under her thong.

TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit adult erotica involving step-family taboo themes, including a threesome (MFM) with stepfather, stepbrother, and stepsister. Content includes intense sexual situations, rough sex, dirty talk. Carlis’s POV I thought we had the house to ourselves. The wedding preparations had everyone running around town, but Brian had me bent over the back of the couch, my sundress shoved up around my waist and my panties dangling from one ankle. His thick cock slammed into me over and over, stretching my pussy just right.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

Her world was reduced to the push and pull of flesh, the taste of salt and sweat, the burn of stretch, the shocking warmth of internal releases, and the thick, cooling splatter of cum on her skin. Through it all, Sam was her anchor in the storm. His smooth hands would occasionally stroke her hair, her cheek. His voice would whisper in her ear, dark and proud. “You’re taking them all, baby. Every single one. You’re my perfect, filthy fantasy.” And each time, a new wave of desperate, shameful arousal would crest within her. The final man—the gruff one from the very beginning—finished with a roar, pulling out of her well-used pussy to paint stripes of cum across her stomach and breasts. Then, s

His jeans were unzipped, thick cock freed and pressed flush against my soaked pussy shaft sliding through my folds, head bumping my clit on every roll. I was riding him on the armchair—legs spread wide over his thighs, shorts kicked somewhere across the room—wetness coating his length, dripping down his balls. He wasn’t inside me yet—just rubbing, teasing, the veined underside dragging along my swollen clit until I was shaking, whimpering against his lips. “Fuck, Emma,” he growled into my mouth. “You’re dripping all over me. So fucking wet for a stranger who pulled you over.” I rocked harder—clit throbbing against his cock pleasure spiking sharp and hot. “Please… Liam… need more…”

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

“You gave it to me. Your first time. Your first cock. Mine.” “Yours—” Doe cried out, another orgasm building fast. “It’s yours— I’m gonna cum again—” “Then cum. Cum all over Daddy’s cock while he ruins this tight virgin pussy.” She shattered with a scream, walls clamping down so hard Hero cursed loudly. He fucked her through it, chasing his own release, hips stuttering as he buried himself as deep as he could and came hard inside her. Thick ropes of cum pumped into her, overflowing around his cock as he kept grinding through the aftershocks.

I moaned softly, pumping my fingers faster as I remembered the way he had praised that other woman. “Please… fill me up,” I whimpered, adding a third finger, stretching myself as much as I could. “Treat me like just a hole, Master…” The pleasure built fast and brutal. My hips rocked back against my own hand as I chased release, the wet sounds of my fingers embarrassingly loud in the quiet room. “I’m your filthy little maid… use me…” I came hard, thighs shaking, a broken moan escaping my lips as my pussy clenched tightly around my fingers. The orgasm was so intense my vision blurred for a moment. I collapsed onto the bed, panting, trying to catch my breath. A sleepy, dangerous satisfaction wa

"Yes, I admit that. Despite my trepidation, I was aroused by the possibility. When he orgasmed in my mouth, I thought, 'this is the sperm that made me', and I climaxed myself. When I was licking Mother's cunt, knowing it was where I came from, a twisted part of myself took pleasure from the knowledge. I know I'm different." "As are we all. We're not the norm. I know we aren't. We may not be the total perverts some people might believe we are, but we're polyamorous, a Dominant with two submissives, one who possesses her own slave. That alone makes us different. Everything else is just icing on the cake. I'm willing to take responsibility for what I am and admit I'll never be normal again. Jus