Relatos Eroti Novels & Stories

He dropped me onto my back on the oversized couch, shoving my knees back toward my chest until I was folded completely open, my soaked, puffy pussy and ass on full display for all of them. “Look at this messy little pussy,” Luca growled, dropping to his knees beside Colt. He dragged two thick fingers through my slit, scooping up the mix of my juices and Zane’s cum before plunging them deep inside me. I gasped sharply as he curled them hard against that sensitive spot. My walls clenched greedily around his fingers, pulling them deeper. “Still so fucking wet and greedy. You love getting railed while choking our cocks, don’t you, Scarlet?” I shook my head weakly, hips twitching despite myself.

“Don’t keep your brother-in-law waiting. Come suck this cock like the cheating little slut you are.” My legs trembled as I stood up, soapy water and my own juices running down my thighs. My body was slippery, nipples tight and hard, ass still stinging red from his earlier spanks. I stepped out of the tub and knelt between his spread legs, the cool tile hard against my knees. Up close, his cock looked even bigger. Good God! I ask again, is he even related to Felix? That's thrice the size of Felix's cock. I wrapped both hands around the thick base. Geez, my fingers didn’t even come close to meeting. It was hot, heavy, and slick with foam.

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.

He stilled for a moment, buried to the root, his balls against her butt, them both gasping. Then he began to move. His thrusts weren't gentle. They were deep, hard, and piercingly precise. With every thrust of his hips, his balls slapped onto her wet, sensitized clit, delivering shockwaves of ecstasy to her supersensitive tissue. The coarse, animal sounds he made, the crackle of skin against skin, the rippling and tightening of muscle beneath her fingers, it was the most erotically intense thing she'd ever experienced. Varya leaned across them, her chest pressed against Aris's arm. She took Joren's lips in a hard, starved kiss, then turned and did the same to Aris, so they could taste each o

These feelings I pushed down. I reached for the Lussuria Clausa in my bag. A book of spells to suppress erotic dreams, seal the gates of pleasure and protect the body from unwanted spiritual intrusion through sexual channels. Just as I opened the first page…. “Liliane Ravanel with the Lussuria Clausa? Wonders shall never cease,” I heard. I turned to find Adrien watching me over my shoulder. “Are you crazy? Can’t you see I need privacy?” I asked, anger coursing through me. I fucking hate Adrien.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 58: Relentless Slap. Smack. Slap. Smack. Slap. Smack. The relentless wet rhythm echoes through the room, reverberating off the walls like a drumbeat summoned from the core of their chaotic lust. The sound of their skin meeting, over and over, bounces wildly in the air, loud and uninhibited, mixing with the guttural gasps and animalistic groans that keep escaping their lips.

Clatter— The knife and fork slipped from Luther’s hands, hitting the floor with a sharp ring. Even with his face hidden behind the black mist, I could feel the shock rolling off him. Tch. Annoying. I grabbed Luther by the collar, pulled him close, and kissed him hard—pressing my lips to his and sliding the cherry from my mouth into his. Our tongues brushed; he tried to pull away, but I didn’t care. I bit down on the cherry, letting its overly sweet juice spill out slowly between us.

Damien began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, his body pressing against mine with each thrust. "Damien," I whispered, my voice breathy and needy. "You feel so good. So fucking good." He captured my lips in another kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his body explored mine. I could feel the pressure building, my body coiling tight with anticipation. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him to go faster. Suddenly, I felt it...the rush of sensation, the release of pressure. I cried out, my body convulsing as I squirted, the wetness soaking the sofa beneath us.