Relatos Eroticos Sexuales Novels & Stories

This time he laid me down on the sectional, spread my legs wide, and worshipped me with his mouth until I was shaking and begging. Only then did he slide inside me slow, deep, eyes locked on mine the entire time. We moved together in long, sensual strokes. No rushing. His hands roamed my body like he was memorizing every inch. When I came again, it was with his name on my lips and tears pricking my eyes from the intensity. He followed soon after, burying himself deep and holding me tight as he spilled inside me. Afterward, we lay tangled together, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back.

He took a condom from the side of the bed. He will really claim her body! She didn't know why she didn't get up and just kept watching his every move. Eventually, he poked the head of his manhood to her wetness and rubbed it several times. She closed her eyes again and bit her lip hard. He slowly inserted the head of his maleness into her hole. "Ahhggghhh! Sh*t! Ahhh!" His successive growl as he slowly buried his "thing". He slammed into her as he continued to press it inside.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

Victor pounding deep and hard, hips snapping, balls slapping against her ass. Jade grinding down on Lila’s mouth, fingers pinching her own nipples, moaning loud and shameless. The mirrors reflected everything—Lila bound and writhing, Victor’s muscles flexing with every thrust, Jade riding her face with abandon. Lila came first—muffled screams against Jade’s pussy, body arching off the bed as she clenched around Victor’s cock. Jade followed seconds later, flooding Lila’s mouth with her release, thighs trembling. Victor pulled out, flipped Lila onto her stomach, and entered her again from behind—deeper this angle, brutal. One hand fisted in her hair, the other reaching under to rub her oversen

"I don't think this can stop me from having sex." "Exactly." I prompted. "And I think having sex will help me relax better. You know, sex helps our body release serotonin. Also, sex with a fated mate is a good way of bonding, and bonding with one's mate facilitates healing. Besides, I am an Alpha female, don't underestimate me." He laughed, his voice loud and rich. I turned to him and pointed at the obvious bulge in his pants. "Besides, you want it too." "Goddess, Solana!"

Lila's POV "Trying to calm down," he rasped, voice strained, but he rocked forward, rubbing his dick against the curve of my ass as I half-turned toward the sink, the friction desperate, seeking relief but stoking the fire higher. I gasped, the pressure sending jolts straight to my core, wetness pooling in my shorts. Not forceful... just raw need, his hardness grinding slow circles over the soft flesh, the situation's fault: the enclosed space forcing contact, the night erasing boundaries.

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

My world started to crackle hard, and I knew it was very close. Worst of all, during sex, none of us cared about the durability of the condom. We hadn't thought about it the first time, much less now. We were counting on the luck that she didn't burst, because his movements could very well have made all the shit happen. But I couldn't think about it much. I let that desire to corrupt from head to toe, and bit my lips harder when the limit reached me. Pablo reached his orgasm right after me. He closed his eyes and squeezed his lips, biting his jaw so as not to moan so loudly. The veins on his neck have become overwhelming. And I saw everything with whitish stitches. My vision was totally misr

Beauty’s hands roamed freely, exploring the contours of Mason’s strong back and the firm planes of his shoulders, each movement a silent declaration of her desire. The room filled with the sounds of their intimacy—a quiet symphony of soft moans and whispered endearments. Mason’s whispered promises and Beauty’s delicate responses melded into an erotic cadence that was both tender and unrestrained. Their lovemaking was a secret ritual, a celebration of love that had weathered every storm and now found its most expressive form in this stolen moment of passion.