Prison Erotica Novels & Stories

⚠️ 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 came closer to his ears and whispered in a low seductive voice “Please.Quench my thirst darling.” She stripped down her bathrobe completely. Now she was stark naked in front of him. “Let’s try something different today.” he says, pulling out handcuffs and a stick from his drawer. “What's that for?” she asked, pointing towards the stick. It didn't look like some naughty sex toy but rather something a cop would use to punish criminals who won't confess their crimes. “It’s all for fun darling .You will soon know its usage.” She got down on all four limbs in doggy style on the bed as he tied her wrist to the end of headboards of bed with handcuffs , spreading her legs apart.

Larry had never hit a woman before, he couldn't lay a hand on her. "Come on, fuck me." Wanda was smug. Every woman who has been in prison for a long time is naturally full of desire for sex and freedom. That was a basic human need and desire that couldn't be stopped. Wanda's hand managed to reach inside Larry's pants, her eyes lit up, and she kissed Larry even more frantically. Larry never anticipated that inmates would behave in such a manner. In his mind, aren't they all supposed to be actively rehabilitating for early freedom?

His interference would only cause more trouble for Tess. There had been a similar case of a woman being locked up. Although she wasn’t as young, peerless and vibrant as Tess, she evoke the desires of the guards that fuck themselves when they couldn’t suppress their desires anymore and claimed homies. They were also repeated petty criminals that were sent to eternal damnation by serving the other criminals, forever underground. The guards isolated the woman from the prison and took her wherever they wanted to make love to her, without her consent. They had sex with her until she breathed her last and died from exhaustion.

As I moved towards the master bedroom, I could hear the sounds of pleasure and ecstasy slipping through the gap of the door. Looking thrоugh the little gap by the dооr, I saw my fiancée on all fours with her ass in the air, getting fucked dоggiе style bу Ellen, who had on a strap-on dildo. Selena's hands were tied and hooked up to the poles by the head of the bed. Mу fiancee has a small fetish about being tired and rendered immobile or rеѕtrаinеd. Once ѕhе iѕ, she's willing to go along with anything you want. She really gets turned on by it.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

Philip grabbed her breast and started playing with it, teasing and then put it in his mouth. He carried her on top of him and started fingering her, she started moaning . He whispered something about her being so wet Then he flipped her to the table and bent her over and smacked her ass. Hard. I could feel the impact from here. Also we all get tested before the games so we can fuck raw comfortably. He thrn slid his dick into her making her moan loud. Then he started fucking her. His strokes were long and hard. He pinned her to the table and held her still and started driving his shit in her.

I didn’t care. I slid my lace panties, pussy juice soaked, to the side and let my four saliva dipped fingers rub over my wet clit vigorously in motions only I could decide. As I followed through with the instructions that were given by the female lead in my audio erotica.

Already soaked. Him stepped forward first—cock thick and heavy, veins standing out. He rubbed the head through my folds, coating himself, then pushed into my pussy slow, inch by burning inch. Full. Stretching. I moaned low. Mara moved behind—her strap was gone tonight. Instead, she wore nothing below the waist, a thick silicone double-ender strapped tight, one end buried deep in her own pussy, the other jutting forward like a second cock. She slicked it with more lube, pressed the head against my ass. Pushed.

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."