Slut Erotica Novels & Stories

I whimpered between sobs, my voice breaking. He reached around and slapped my clit hard, then went back to gripping my hip, using me like a Fleshlight. The pain and pleasure mixed until I couldn’t tell them apart. My sore pussy clenched tighter around his invading cock, milking him desperately as another orgasm threatened to rip through me. He fucked me even harder, hips snapping forward with wet, obscene sounds. Schlick-schlick-schlick. My juices were dripping down my thighs. I was a complete mess… crying, drooling, ass red from his slaps, pussy ruined.

Every room was filled with a puck bunny either having a dick choking them while another nigga fucked her from behind or being eaten out while fingering another bitch; for the men that love to watch the show. “Take it all in slut… oh you are just a nasty slut, aren't you? My nasty slut” Husbands bring their wives here to get turned on.. apparently some mother fuckers enjoy watching another man pound into their wives while staring at her. The ecstasy was out of this world and it was only the slut house that can take any man or woman from being impotent or unable to be pleased by their partners to having their cum all over the floors and walls of the room.

I squirted violently across his chest and the floor in powerful, repeated fountains that left everything soaked. Elena and Alex watched intently as Marcus moved me to the sex swing. Suspended helplessly, my body swayed while he flogged me thoroughly, tits, ass, spread pussy and asshole turning bright, hypersensitive red. Rivers of hot wax poured over my clamped nipples, stomach, thighs, and leaking holes. Electro-stim pads on every sensitive spot delivered intense, timed shocks that synced with his movements. Marcus fucked me swinging with animalistic dominance: deep, cervix-battering pussy pounding that made my heavy tits bounce wildly; brutal anal reaming that left my ring stretched and op

She came with a muffled scream, squirting a little onto the sheets, body convulsing as she kept fucking herself through it. She collapsed, panting, pulling the dripping dildo out and sucking it clean for the camera. “Thank you for watching Mommy cum. Tip if you want more. Next time… maybe I’ll show you how I taste after a real fucking.” She ended the recording, uploaded it with the caption: “ASlimySlut’s sloppy afternoon stretch 💦 Who wants to breed this divorced pussy?”, and leaned back, flushed and satisfied.

My only focus was the raw, unadulterated meat of it. I dragged my hand roughly down her marked ass, sliding my fingers directly to her crimson panties. The fabric was thoroughly drenched, clinging tightly to her skin. "Look at how soaked this whore is... A complete slut," I growled into her ear, squeezing her intimacy hard through the damp cloth. Eros kept his position behind her, burying his hands into her breasts and biting her earlobe, whispering low, dark praises that shattered whatever resolve she had left. I walked over to the workstation and grabbed a heavy-duty vibrator, stepping back in front of her.

he growled, his voice deep with desire. Andrew, the one with the dark eyes, watched with a smirk, his hand stroking his own erection. “She’s a good little slut, isn’t she?” he commented, his eyes glinting with lust. Camila moaned around Lopez’s cock, the sound vibrating through him. Van’s hands moved to her ass, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheeks before sliding between her legs. She gasped as he found her clit, his fingers rubbing and circling, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

We would only stop when there was no more strength, when she couldn't breathe anymore. I slid my hand back to the center of his legs, opening it a little more, as my hips pushed inward with more force. While fucking to the bottom of her pussy, I began to give some small slaps popped directly on her mound of pleasure, very close to the clitoris, but without exposing my lips directly so as not to hurt. That made Joana moan even more, rubbing herself against my hand and my cock.

She urged. Seraphina lifted and dropped faster. The wet sounds of her pussy sliding up and down the strap-on filled the conference room. Her juices coated the toy and ran down onto Isolde’s thighs. Pleasure built with every bounce. Their kisses grew messier. Seraphina sucked on Isolde’s lower lip. Isolde reached between them and rubbed Seraphina’s clit. Her fingers moved in tight circles. "That’s it. Use me to make yourself cum."

Alex growled—my boyfriend—thrusting up into her, and I just stood there in the doorway, frozen solid, my heart pounding so hard it hurt, betrayal twisting in my gut like a knife, pain shooting through me as I watched them on my own bed, the sheets all tangled and sweaty from what they’d been doing. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, her ass bouncing as she rode him hard, like she was trying to milk every last drop out of him, her tits jiggling with every slam down. I’d never seen Tyla like this, all wild and slutty, her face flushed, mouth open in these loud, needy moans that echoed in my ears. He reached up, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them r

We all tumbled into Anna's piles of nylons, a vibrating, cumming puddle of spasming bodies, gasping for breath. As I lay among the mass of goddess all around me, I realized my cock was still imprisoned inside Erika's ass. Anna's pussy had relaxed, but still clung to my mouth. Erika was face down on the bottom, her chest heaving, muttering to herself. "I, I, I oh fuck, cunt, motherfucking slut. I'm such a slut. Slut, slut, slut, slut. Oh fuck, I need more. I need to fuck more. Anna, Danny, who's going to fuck me next? Danny, if you need a rest, Anna, find a vibrator and jam it inside me."