Series Eroticas Novels & Stories

My own fingers never left my clit, working in a frantic, blurred motion. I pushed off Dante one more time, another fountain of my release spraying so far it almost cleared the bed. I was beyond gone. I sank back down, gripping Kael’s length to stroke him while Jax grabbed me by the neck, pulling me into a deep, desperate kiss. When he pulled away, he kept his hand on my throat, his eyes dark with a terrifying intensity. "You like being our little secret, don't you, Ariel? You like being the family slut."

I nodded lightly, and he smiled. Holding my neck and a little of my breath, he hit deep against my uterus. His cock set me on fire and made the walls of my core open for him. Everything became his. The horniness corrupted me. The fetish of being restrained, of having something rough, but controlled, left me with my head spinning and a smile in my mouth. I had never let a man do that to me. I've never had enough confidence or desire. But, fuck, Pablo was another story.

Ryan shut the door behind us. He didn’t speak at first. Just looked at me. And then— He brought out a rose vibrator and a black dildo. “Ryan!!” I nearly screamed but he placed his hand over my mouth He leaned in closer, placing the other over my ass. “C’mon… just a lil bit of fun.” “You’re sick… fuck.” I breathed but there was no venom in it, my voice shook with something else entirely. “But we won’t use the tools.” He gave a helpless little shrug then crashed his lips on mine.

“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.

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

“I will move. You will not.” She fucked herself back onto him in short, exact strokes, one hand reaching down to rub her clit. Dorian’s free hand fisted in the sheet. The other remained cuffed. Sera came a sixth time with a broken noise, her body clamping down hard enough to pull a desperate sound from him. She pulled off immediately, rolled him onto his back again, and closed her fist around his cock in a slow, slick stroke. “Now,” she said. “You may come. Look at me while you do it.”

” The words were only egging the sergeant on, getting him even harder as he groaned. His cock was begging for salvation, it was begging to be released from the confinement of the boxer short so that it could be buried deep into her pussy. “Come on, don’t be shy,” Helena said, grinding her ass even more into his cock while also rubbing against Elora’s face as moans also slipped past her mouth. “Tell me what you want to do to me.” The sergeant grabbed her boobs and slapped them together, rubbing them together as he pinched her hard nipples, his cock poking through his shorts.

One hand gripped my hip while the other reached to rub my oversensitive clit again. I was moaning shamelessly now, pushing back to meet every powerful stroke. “Pastor… it’s too much… I’m going to cum again…” “Good girl,” he growled. “Cum while I breed you. Take every drop like the perfect slut you are.” The words sent me over the edge for the third time. My pussy spasmed violently around his thrusting cock, squeezing and fluttering as intense pleasure ripped through my body. Elias thrust deep one final time and came with a low, deep groan. Heavy ropes of cum flooded my womb again, pulsing warmly as he emptied himself completely.

Eros and Elena eyes came in contact and looked away immediately, Eriteria caught the stare and cleared her throat, "What are you thinking so bad" Eriteria questioned her. "I'm sorry your grace,I just felt something...it's" She stammer and looked on the floor. "You felt it again?" Eros asked walking to her. "Yes,it's strong" Elena repiled and looked at Eriteria, immediately their eyes came in contact her heart race and started beating so fast,she fall on her knee and held her chest beads of sweat started forming on her forehead and her eyeball change to sky blue attractive to Eriteria.

He pressed hard against my throat until faint spots danced across my vision and the heat blazed hotter in my body. Rosso’s first thrust was so savage, I lost whatever breath I had left. There was nothing ethical about the way they both used me, I was their plaything. But as good as it felt, having all my holes occupied and filled, my orgasm remained out of reach. Every time I grazed it, Rosso would slow downs drawing out our session of furious, exquisite torture. “Beg.” Rosso reached between us and stroked my clit, sending another shy burst of pleasure through my body.