Primal Erotica Novels & Stories

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

!Content Warning! This chapter contains themes of sexual assault, non-consensual drugging, and past trauma. While the assault itself is not depicted on the page, the emotional and physical aftermath are explored in detail. This scene is intense, raw, and may be distressing for some readers. CLAUDE I JERKED—HARD. Hard enough that the skin of my wrists burned raw against the silver, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t care. The only thing that mattered was getting him off me. Getting away.

She swallowed greedily, a trickle escaping the corner of her lips, then lifted her head, strands of semen glistening on her chin. I rode through his aftershocks, my own orgasm crashing over me a moment later, my body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over me, my pussy clenching around his pulsing length. I and the girl collapsed in a tangled heap of limbs and breath, the pink‑haired girl laughing softly, her gun tattoo catching the dim light as she shifted her leg, the metal glinting tantalizingly close to her slick folds. “What about my son?” Dylan's voice went from deep moaning to authoritative.

I pressed my thighs together tighter under the desk, trying to ignore the growing throb between my legs. My nipples tightened against the lace of my bra, pressing noticeably against my blouse if the light hit just right. I hoped he wouldn’t notice. He continued, voice growing richer. “Degradation adds to the intensity. Calling her my filthy whore while she’s soaked and desperate. Pinning her down, yanking her hair, slamming into her from behind until she’s screaming. And breeding… the fantasy of pumping load after load into her unprotected pussy, filling her until she’s overflowing, imagining her swelling with my seed. Marking her as mine in the most primal way possible.”

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,

The permission undid me. He pressed the vibrator hard against my clit, a final, decisive push. The climax broke over me, not a gentle wave but a violent, shuddering crash. My whole body convulsed. My vision blurred. A sharp, choked cry tore from my lips as the pleasure erupted from my core, radiating out to my fingertips, my toes. I shook, helpless, as the intense spasms clenched deep inside my untouched pussy, a virgin’s orgasm made obscene by his watching eyes.

I licked deep, sucking her swollen clit hard while she moaned loud and dirty. "Oh god, yes! Eat my pussy, Dad!" At the same time I stood up, grabbed Emma's tied wrists to yank her hips forward, and slammed my cock back into her tight pussy. Her tight virgin pussy glistened. I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance and thrust in deep in one hard stroke. The wet sounds of my tongue on Lila and my cock slamming Emma filled the study. I kept going, switching faster, licking Lila's clit until she was shaking then burying myself balls-deep in Emma's pussy while she begged for more.

Elara arched into him, her own heat responding, slick need building as her body prepared for what the rut demanded. He kissed her deeply, tongues dancing in a rhythm that spoke of forbidden years of longing. “You’ve always been mine,” he murmured against her lips. “Even when I fought it.” The rut surged then, his control slipping as he positioned her beneath him. He entered her with a slow, deep thrust, filling her completely in one smooth motion. The stretch was intense, perfect, their bodies locking in that primal dance.

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To get your little pussy ruined for thirty thousand dollars.” Lila was moaning uncontrollably now, her voice broken, desperate and shameless, trying to muffle her screams as tears slipped from the corners of her eyes from the overwhelming intensity. The pain was still there, but it was mixing with a deep, filthy pleasure that made her hips start moving to meet his thrusts. Alexander reached down and rubbed her clit in fast, rough circles while he fucked her mercilessly. “You’re creaming all over my cock already,” he taunted. “Look at you,,, crying and moaning like a slut while I destroy your virgin hole.” He said as he pounded the deepest and rougher he ha

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