Renpet Erotica Novels & Stories

She rocked back to meet every thrust, her full breasts swinging heavily beneath her, nipples brushing the table with each jolt. The office echoed with the wet, filthy sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, her moans, and the men’s ragged grunts. Kane reached around to pinch and tug at her nipples while David gripped her hips tighter, pounding into her ass. Elena’s body shook with overwhelming pleasure, completely stuffed and used by the two bosses. “You feel so fucking good,” Kane growled, slamming into her harder. “This is exactly the kind of dedication we expect.” Elena could barely form words, lost in the intense double penetration. She reached between her legs, rubbing her swollen clit

“That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pretty cries. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She moaned, pushing forward against his hand. “Dirty little girl.” He pinched her clit, loving the sound that escaped her mouth after. “On your hands and knees, Printsessa. You sound like you’re aching for more.” Charlotte immediately got on her hands and knees, imitating her current position on the screen. Maksim knelt behind her on the floor, lined up his cock with her entrance, and pushed into her in a slow torturous movement. Charlotte wiggled her ass back, wanting more.

It made a soft thwack against her skin teasing Michelangelo. While he was removing his pants, Renata kept walking backwards. She was now near the bed. She inserted her finger inside her panty and touched her femaleness. “Ahh!” she moaned when she felt her dripping juices. “I am wet, Michel!” she teased him and brought her finger soaked in her juices towards her lips. She extended her middle finger and started licking it like a lollipop. “Fuck, girl! You are making me so horny,” said Michel and tried moving.

In fact, her pink and extremely attractive nipples were very reddish. The ground around us was a witness to the way we sweated, and I knew that not every academy in the world was worth a sex like that. My whole legs were sweaty, and Joana's legs contained the mark of her excitement, which had flowed the moment she came hard. The woman had three orgasms. Three. On the same night. I didn't know if she would remember with pride the way she did, but at least she wouldn't forget. I had left a mark on his body and memory.

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.

Killian didn't stop, not until she started to scream and struggle, unable to bear the intense pleasure that was shooting through her. He finally pulled away, grinning darkly and wiping the sweat off his chin. She tried to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling as she felt the soreness in her cunt. She couldn't deny the fact that no man had ever fucked her like Killian. She was addicted to his roughness, to the way he treated her like a whore and fucked her without mercy. She stared at him and his erection, and she immediately knew that it wasn't over. However, she loved it, she couldn't wait for him to rail her again, maybe pinned to the wall this time.

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.

He stood between her thighs, his eyes locked on hers, a mix of hunger and dominance in his gaze. With a swift, aggressive movement, he positioned himself at her entrance, his lengthy dick pressing against her wetness. "Please, Daddy," Bianca moaned, her voice a breathy whisper. "Fuck me and tpear my pussy apart." Dr. Kendrick didn't hesitate, he entered her, filling her wet pussy completely. Bianca screamed, her back arching off the table as he hit that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. "Oh god, yes! Please, ohhh my pussy tear it Daddy, don't have mercy on me!"

"You like being our little secret, don't you, Ariel? You like being the family slut." "Y-yes!" I cried out, my voice broken. "Yes! Please!" I pushed off Dante a third time, my squirt shooting a trail so long it cleared the edge of the mattress and hit the hardwood floor. "Look at that mess," Dante panted, his voice full of pride. "Good girl." Then, the dynamic shifted. Dante pulled out of my pussy, but he didn't let me go. At the same time, Kael moved to the front, his dick lining up with my soaking, swollen pussy.

Layla let out a fresh moan, her voice raspy and tired but full of desire. They spent the next hour exploring every part of her, moving from the sofa to the soft rug on the floor. Her breasts were squeezed and kissed until they were flushed red, and her thighs were bruised from the grip of their hands. She felt like a queen in the middle of her own private storm. Every time one man finished, another was ready to take his place, keeping the fire burning bright. By the time the lights in the club started to dim and the morning was close, Layla was completely spent. She lay on the floor, her hair a mess and her body glowing with the remnants of their passion. The three men sat around her, lookin