Raunchy Erotica Novels & Stories

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The dirty words, the forbidden reality of who he was, and the way he owned my body pushed me closer and closer to the edge. “I’m going to fill you up,” he growled, thrusting harder, deeper. His voice took on a darker, primal edge. “I’m going to breed this tight little cunt. Pump you full of my cum until it’s dripping out of you. You want that? You want me to knock you up while your best friend has no idea?” His absolutely filthy words were my undoing. My walls clenched around him violently as my orgasm crashed over me. I came hard, screaming his name, my body shaking in the cuffs as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

Letty clawed the sheets, knuckles bone-white, body jolting under the onslaught, tits flailing wildly. “Fuck yes… ohhh, shit! Mmm, I’m letting you know… ahhh, fuck, you can do any damn thing to me… any filthy fucking thing you want… for the right price!” Her voice shook with every thrust, her moans loud and unrestrained. “Should’ve just admitted you’re a dirty fucking slut from the jump,” he snarled, hips relentless, cock making her cunt gush and pulse, tits flinging so hard they nearly slapped her face.

“Rub your clit while you ride me. I want to feel this pussy cream one more time before I fill it.” She reached down, rubbing her swollen clit frantically as she bounced. Her moans turned into high-pitched, broken cries. Her walls started fluttering wildly around my cock again. “I’m gonna cum. Ethan, please!” “Cum then, you pathetic slut,” I snarled, thrusting up hard to meet her bounces. “Milk my cock.” Elara screamed, her whole body convulsing as another violent orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, gushing wetly all over my lap. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent cry, thighs shaking uncontrollably.

I rasped. I hiked her skirt up, revealing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She was already soaking, her juices glistening in the dim light of the bathroom. I dropped to my knees, my hands prying her thighs wide. I didn't hesitate; I buried my face in her, my tongue finding her clit and swirling around it with a hard, rhythmic pressure. Tinashe shrieked, her head tossing back against the wall, the sound muffled by the music outside. "Eric! Oh, God, right there!"

“Stretching Mommy’s married hole again right under her son’s nose. What if Jake walks in right now? Sees me bouncing on this fat cock that belongs to his best friend. Sees my tits bouncing while you breed me?” The dirty risk made everything ten times hotter. I thrust up gently to meet her, burying myself balls-deep. Elena’s mouth opened in a silent, desperate gasp, her eyes widening. Her creamy juices coated my balls and leaked down to my ass. I slid one hand down to rub her swollen clit in slow, firm circles while she rode me like a filthy secret.

His hands slid down her body, his touch firm and confident, as he guided her to the edge of the couch. Sadile felt a thrill of excitement as she realized what was about to happen, her body responding to the anticipation with a hunger that surprised even her. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, as Travis positioned himself before her, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her heart flutter. She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene.

“Again! Again! Again!” Lena’s chest heaved as she gasped for breath, her skin flushed red, her thighs trembling wide open. Her pussy was still dripping, slick smeared across Dora’s hand, the carpet beneath her damp with wetness. The crowd was merciless. Phones zoomed closer, flashes catching her red cheeks, swollen tits, and glistening cunt. “Make her squirt again!” a guy yelled. “Spit on her clit!” another added. Dora chuckled dark, licking her fingers clean, slow and obscene.

Her body responded instantly, her breath hitched as she pressed two fingers to her pussy and stroked her clit softly. She let her mind replay every intimate memory of how she had taken his huge dick several times and wanted more. The way his hands had gripped her hips, the way his body had moved over hers, his taste, smell, the heat of him pressed against her. It was intoxicating, maddening, and her body burned for more. Charlotte’s moans grew louder as she pushed her fingers even deeper into her pussy, moving them faster, and fucking herself frantically. Her fingers were slick with the juice of her arousal.