Prison Erotica Novels & Stories

" She then guided my hand through the slit in her sarong and pushed it against her pussy. It was drenched, and as I gently slid my fingers around in the warm juice, she said, "You should write that down and send it into the P**n-erotica website where they have all those dirty stories." "Literotica," I corrected her. "Maybe I will." I retracted my hand from between her legs, and put my fingers in my mouth. After a long, thoughtful suck, I said, "Hmm. Needs more basil, I think." She laughed, and fished her hand inside my towel, wrapping her hand around my swollen cock. "I think it could use some sausage," she replied.

Adele took Nora’s wrists. Pinned them above her head. “I’m going to fuck you now,” she said. “Harder than usual. Adele reached into the nightstand drawer. Pulled out the strap-on harness and thick silicone cock, that is huge, black and ridged. She buckled it on. Lubed it generously and Pressed the head to Nora’s entrance. the surge of emotions Nora felt made her moan in pure intense pleasure. “

"Goddamned you-." He suddenly came down on top of me, pinning my trashing leg beneath his weight and trying to bury his lips into mine. I felt his manhood growing bigger and shoving forward, and I closed my eyes against the awful pain I knew would come when his manhood forcefully shoved inside me. But I couldn't remain still for a second and immediately struck his shoulders with my fists, bit his lips when he tried to kiss me, and then scratched and pounded at his muscled arms. All was like pissing in the rain. Useless! My mind flashed back to my nameless prisoner back at the Moonshine pack's fortress. Is this a kind of punishment for my sin? Karma must be a bitch then. Leaving those who hur

we can fix it in another way. I abruptly let go of his grip, I could see that his "girlfriend" was not happy with how close we were. So I moved closer to his ear while my hands rested on his chest, I could feel his breathing change rapidly. —Now I understand why I never slept with you, you're a piece of shit that I would never let sneak between my legs, in case you didn't know, ... while you were fucking Erika, she was sleeping with Taylor too. —I let out a wicked laugh, "Surely you're not enough to leave her satisfied because if not... because she was looking for another dick to satisfy herself.

The slap I wanted to give him this time around didn't escape him; it landed right on his face, perfectly. I stared at the artifact. It was a sculpture of a fragile lady in a worldly bent position, like when your partner is about to serve you from the back. The sculpture's legs were straight; the lady’s back arched in a manner that spelled out a lot: sexual conceit and exploring the satisfaction that comes with being intimate with someone you love. Her hands were spread wide above her head, while her mouth was open in sexual satisfaction. I rolled my eyes at the sculpture before I left the place. And do you know the worst part of all? He named the damn sculpture after me.

What I saw wasn’t just sex. It was something much darker. Much more dangerous. The video showed a dimly lit corner of the prison laundry facility. Steam from the machines created a hazy atmosphere. Derek Voss — still muscular despite years inside — had Victoria Langford pressed against a large industrial dryer. Her prison uniform was bunched around her waist, his hand wrapped tightly around her throat as he fucked her with brutal, punishing strokes. “Yes—fuck—harder,” Victoria moaned, her voice echoing through the tinny speakers. Her nails raked down his back, drawing blood. “Make me feel it. Make me forget everything except destroying them.”

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.

(POV) Edric and Meira are placed in different small prisons. Stay next door. The difference is that the small jail on the left is filled with temporary prisoners whose contents are male, while the one on the right is filled with temporary prisoners whose contents are all women. Edric roared in prison. All his words cursed Meira.

I closed my eyes tightl as I bite my lower lips hard to control my moans. He then pinched my pussy harshly making me scream. “Uhhhhh.. Hmmmm.” I opened my eyes as I caught myself staring at him. His fingers had thoroughly spread my wetness all around my clit, while playing with my pussy. I felt him inserting two of his finger inside my pussy as I moaned, arching my back to the dressing mirror. “Yes, master… Ahhh..” I then felt him insert one more fingers inside me and began finger fucking me with his fingers moving in and out of my pussy.

For the rest of the day and deep into the night, I became the center of the prison’s victory orgy. I was fucked on every surface, bent over platforms, chained willingly to posts, lifted in the air, passed from person to person. Cock after cock slammed into my pussy, ass, and mouth. I was double and triple penetrated for hours, covered in load after load until I was drowning in cum. “Yes! Fuck me! Use your free prison whore!” I screamed, my voice raw. “Don’t stop! Fill every hole!” I came endlessly, squirting, shaking, smiling like a broken goddess as they celebrated their freedom by destroying my body.