Slut Erotica Novels & Stories

"I'll make you cum." His eyes lit up, and he jumped to his feet and came to me. "Then make me." He said. I pulled off my panties and laid back on the bed, spreading my legs wide open. I didn't care how slutty I looked. I wanted him to look at my pussy and lose his mind. He did. His eyes darkened the second he saw my slit and he looked like he was gonna cum just from that. "You got a condom?" I asked. H nodded fast, and pulled one from his pocket.

She’s slipping away—everything feels like it’s underwater, like a dream she can’t wake from. She cries out again, desperate, high-pitched. Endless waves of orgasm ripple through her trembling form, one crashing over the next, relentless, overwhelming. Her limbs flail, her body convulses beneath him, but still he doesn’t stop. Still he pounds. Still he slams. He whispers dirty words against her flushed skin, each syllable igniting her nerve endings like sparks. “Oh, you wanna act like a little slut?” he snarls against her neck, voice dripping with dark amusement. “Then I’ll make it real easy for you, baby.”

Seraphina “Uhmm…” I moaned as I slowly rubbed my clit with my fingers. Raphael’s picture in hand. Damn…already so wet from just thinking about his huge, strong and veiny hands doing things to my body. My pussy throbbed even harder, till I slid two fingers inside them and started finger fucking myself.

Two manicured fingers were buried deep inside her glistening cunt, sliding in and out slow and deliberate, the wet, obscene sounds of her slick folds loud even over the surround sound, while her thumb worked tight, frantic circles over her swollen clit. Juices coated her fingers and dripped in shiny trails down to the leather beneath her ass. On the massive TV, two gorgeous women were devouring each other—tongues sliding through slick, puffy folds, fingers pumping hard and deep, their moans filling the room with raw, filthy need. “Fuck… just like that, baby,” Elena whispered to the screen, her voice all husky and thick with lust. She added a third finger, stretching herself open wider, hips

“If you aren’t a slut, why were you looking at me like that. I saw you looking from the balcony. You’re either a slut or a fucking voyeur and pervert. Which is it?? What is your name slut?” “It’s…it’s..it’s Mary” was the stuttering reply. Sara cupped my breasts in her hands, “You haven’t told me yet. Are you a slut, or a pervert, or both?” I groaned with pleasure at the erotic touch of the bikini clad girl. “I…i…quit it…please stop…please…” little tears formed in the corners of my eyes. How had I let myself get into this position? “Drop your swim suit slut Mary. I want to see your naked body. Do it now, pet. You know you can’t resist me.” The teen kept staring into my eyes. The colors. The c

He seemed to get the idea and sank his fingers as deep as he could get… spreading her labia, stroking her clit with the other hand. “You nerdy slut,” he whispered, his voice low, intoxicating. “Ride my fingers,” he said. “I won’t,” she said, trembling. “I don’t want this.” But as he tried to pull his fingers away, she shamelessly moved her hips to match him, desperate for friction… craving every inch. His hands moved faster now, when he added a third finger she was so wet that it felt right, fingers perfectly angled, teasing her G-spot. “You’re so wet,” he whispered, breathless. “Like a fountain.”

The slaps he distributed on her back and ass, strong, snapped and made her moan even louder. “ Tell me who my whore is!” “ It's me... hummm.” “ Who's my slut? ” “ Hmmm, it's me…” The slaps wouldn't stop and his cock stiffened again from seeing her like this, moaning and hot. Lara came in an explosion, but Cleiton wasn't ready yet and would take a little longer, so he kept pumping, with the girl softened and leaning against the wall.

“Tell the entire building how desperate you are for me. Let them all hear what a needy little slut you become when I touch you.” Tears of frustration and overwhelming need slipped down my flushed cheeks and my body shook, every nerve screaming for release. My voice cracked as I finally screamed the words he wanted, loud enough that they bounced off the walls and likely carried beyond the bedroom door. “I’m your desperate slut! I need to come so badly it hurts! My pussy is dripping everywhere and I can feel it running down my thighs. I’m shaking. I’m crying. Please let me come on your fingers. I’ll scream even louder if you want. Just please don’t stop, please, Damien!”

I wasn't one for dirty talks or degradation but something about the way he said it breathlessly in that raspy voice of his, made me clench even more around him. “Slap me…” I bucked back harder against him, the sound of skin meeting filling the space as water dripped into my mouth, the scene nothing short of erotic. He hit harder, angling his hips as his dick brushed a sensitive spot in me that made me lose my mind for a second. “Yeah?” He sounded breathless. “My slut likes it rough?” He didn't wait for an answer, he delivered a sharp sting to my ass, grunting as he did so.

The way she fidgeted with the hem of her dress only added to the allure, her thighs clenching together in a gesture that spoke volumes without words. "But I wanted to see my Mini pleasuring herself," I declared, a hint of dominance coloring my tone. "Spread your legs, little girl." Slowly, almost reluctantly, she spread her legs to reveal the glistening evidence of her arousal. So fucking wet. "Tsk. So shy but you're wet, my dirty slut" I taunted, a sadistic chuckle escaping my lips as I reveled in her embarrassment. "What..is a..s-s-slut? " She uttered, cupping her cunt and rubbing her pearl.