Slut Erotica Novels & Stories

she continued, talking in a seemingly professional manner while showcasing these obscene images. "I am a slut! A huge slut! The sluttiest of the sluts. The skankiest of the skanks. The trashiest of the trashy. The whoriest of the whores. Ever since I grew tits, I have been letting guys, and the occasional girl, play with them. I have been told I should be ashamed of myself, that no one likes a slut, but I do not care. I love it! I love being a slut! It is my best my quality. Callum, I am really, REALLY, good at sex, like, amazing at it. You do your work as the best boyfriend ever in public and I work in the bedroom."

“My Red is made to be fucked day and night. Insatiable little slut. I don’t care if I make you mad, upset you, you’re going to spread your legs like my good girl and let me pound your pussy.” His erotic words keep heightening my senses, my pleasure. “I’ll let you, Rune. Anytime you want. Anywhere you want. But please make me come. I need to, Rune. Please. Please.” I rasp breathlessly between whimpers and moans. His thumb presses down on my clit. “Anytime?” He circled my clit. “Yes.” “Anywhere?” He rubbed hard. “Yes.” “Why?” Flicking. Thrust. “Because I’m… I’m your slut.”

Retica was left in the care of Lynda's best friend who is a real-time cam performer. Jessy is real XXX-hardcore slut who fuck her little-TIT pussy for guys to watch and enjoy. For her, she likes to masturbate, seduce and play a blowjob on a webcam. Naughty Retica grew up with Jessy who she watched behind closed doors playing her body for fun. Retica naughtiness started after viewing Jessy’s extraordinary blow slutty package meant for a web client. She was completely naked with her left hand on a sexy round breast and the second on her pussy fucking and pulling with a wild-excitement.

It was only a matter of time till it exploded, leaving us with raging hormones and unsatisfied, throbbing, and aching bodies. My hands slipped into in his pants as I rubbed his hard cock, getting moans of pleasure from him as I gave soft strokes. I was ultimately immersed in the kiss that I didn't realize he had gained back control. He pushed me harshly, his hand moving over his cherry-stained lips as he gave a swift wipe. All he said was one word. One word that meant absolutely nothing to me but coming from him, shattered me. "Slut."

He licked her other nipple and sucked again. She was already clinging to his neck as she squirmed. He laid her down on the table and unbuttoned her pants and unzipped the zipper. He immediately took off her pants along with the underwear. He then took off his own clothes. He left not a single shroud. Her eyes were once again exposed to his stirring masculinity. He first ran his finger over her slit as he carefully separated her two thighs. She bit her lip when he inserted two fingers into her wetness.

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The wet slapping sounds of his heavy balls hitting my ass filled the room along with my desperate moans. “Yeah that is right. Keep repeating it louder you cheating mom slut.” He angled his hips and hit that perfect spot inside me over and over making my eyes roll back. “I am going to fill this tight cunt with my cum while your daughter is downstairs. Say it again.” “I am your slut I am your fucking slut Marcus please do not stop,” I repeated louder my whole body shaking as the orgasm built fast and intense from the dirty taboo of it all. My pussy fluttered and clenched around his massive cock and then I came so hard my vision blurred and my juices squirted out around his shaft soaking his ba

“Dripping down my balls like a desperate slut.” I sob, curse, but my hips lift—pleasure coiling, dark, unwanted. He chokes me with one hand, spits in my mouth again, yanks my hair, pounds harder. “Scream, dove. Give me those pretty moans you save for your vibrator.” My body betrays me—orgasm building, sick, filthy.He knows. “Come on your captor’s cock, you lonely little slut.” I'm sobbing into his glove, tears streaming down my face, but my hips are lifting to meet him, chasing faster and faster, following his every pound with its brutal, squelching intensity, my cunt clenching around his cock like it's starving for more.

“On your knees, love. Let me fill your sweet little cunt. I want you to cum around my cock not around my fingers.” “Ohh! Yes, please…” She moaned and immediately obliged to what I wanted. She turned her back and kneeled on the floor. Before she could find a comfortable position, I pulled her hips closer to me and slammed my hardness inside her, filling her to the brim, making her scream in shock, pain, and pleasure. “Ohh! Fck! Yes!” Serra screamed like a real slut as I fcked her nonstop. She was delirious again and was now shouting in pleasure.

There were various poses, none of them displaying her pussy because her legs were crossed; it was the one classy thing about the pictures. She was surrounded by a variety of models, male and female, all displaying themselves. They were naked. The men’s cocks were erect. Kisses were exchanged between men and women, women and women, men and men. Fingers curled around and into sex organs. Penetration of all orifices was shown, penetration by fingers and cocks and toys. All the slaves surrounding Solange had nipple rings, male and female. Solange pulled the reference photos from the booklet and scattered them over the table. “You can see what I’m looking for, can’t you?”