Spider Legs

"Come, sit here" itinuro ni Bryan ang kanyang hita kung saan nya gustong paupuin si Nathalie. Agad naman itong sinunod ni Nathalie. Umupo nga sya sa hita nito na nakaharap sya sa table. "No, that's not how I want you to sit. Humarap ka sa akin and both of your legs should be opposite side of my thigh". Hindi malaman ni Nathalie ang gagawin dahil tanging bistida lang ang suot nya na hanggang legs dahil yun ang sabi ni Bryan. "Ahm kase Bryan bistida lang suot ko e ,pwedeng magpalit muna ako? Magsusuot lang ako ng underwear" Sagot naman ni nathalie dahil wala nga naman syang suot na pang ibaba. Tatayo na sana si Nathalie ng bigla syang hawakan ni bryan sa magkabilang bewang nya at iniangat sya nito, pinaupo sa kanyang hita na ngayon ay magkaharap na silang dalawa at ang dalawang hita ni Nathalie pinag-isahan ng dalawang side ng legs ni Bryan, dahilan para maramdaman ni nathalie sa kanyang gitna ang matigas na bagay sa loob ng boxer nito dahil wala syang suot na underwear. " I don't care kung wala kang Bra at underware dahil tulad nga ng sinabi ko, kapag nandito ako sa bahay you have no right to wear undies, only dress." galit na sabi nito. Hep hep hepppppp HAHAHAHAHA "This story is puro imahinasyon ko lamang at bawal sa bata, for adult only okay?? Hahaha kung ikaw ay 18 years old pababa, bawal ka dito. Understood? HAHAHA Enjoy reading mga ante" hahaha

"Ah… Mr. Carter, my legs can't spread any further…" My dance instructor, Cameron Carter, is in the middle of correcting my posture in the dance studio. He grabs me by my inner thighs while pressing on them forcefully. His actions drive my ticklishness to its peak. At the same time, I'm so acutely sensitive that I get wet instantly, soon drenching Cameron's hands with my juices.

CAUTION: This contains Erotica Content. 18+, BDSM, KINKS, Reverse Harem, Threesome, Hardcore. My eyes trailed down their long smooth legs in front of me, and I can imagine how they’d be trembling after I'm done fucking the hell out of them. “So…what decisions have you both made?” I coldly asked, indifferently crossing my legs to cover my monster which had been throbbing with desire. My two sexy secretaries looked at each other, but said nothing. I chuckled, then stood up, walking towards them at a gentle pace, “You both don't want to lose your jobs, right?” I stopped in front of Amela, my blonde beauty. I tipped her chin up and my finger trailed down to her neck and then lower until I got to that spot I have been thinking about—Her pointy full boobs. “You both should make your decision. Lose your jobs, or… Give your bodies to me for a month.” *** This is an unapologetically steamy erotica collection with different erotica stories that would surely leave you breathless, aching, secretly dripping, and coming for more Don’t say I didn’t warn you… Get ready to drip. And oh, don’t forget your popcorn.

"Do not tempt me, Wildling. You're mine to protect. Not to fûck." "Then how do you explain the monster poking me in between my legs, Mr. Redd?" She ground herself against him, hearing his breath seize. "Ruin me. I don't mind." ******** After losing her father, Kyla never expected herself to be thrown under the custody of a stranger who claimed he was her father's friend. She'd expect an old man with grey hairs, not a demigod who turned her world upside down. Cold. Distant. Devilishly handsome.. His words sink into her skin, leaving goosebumps traces all over. His touch was sin himself. He was a kind of man that left her legs shaking. ~~~~~~~~ Carlos Redd was caught off guard by Harper's last will. To babysit his only daughter and protect her, despite knowing the kind of dangerous things he does. In deference, he took her in. She crosses every limit. Curious about every little thing about him. Too innocent to face the dark part of the world dwell in. Vulnerable, yet stubborn and wild. The more he pushed her away, the more he craved. And now, every little thing she does turns him on.

Ivy, the overlooked and unloved daughter, never expected to marry into the Hale family—especially not as a stand-in for her perfect sister. Forced into a contract marriage with Rowan Hale, a once-proud heir now confined to a wheelchair, Ivy faces a man whose charm has been replaced by bitterness and whose trust has been shattered by betrayal. Rowan sees Ivy as nothing more than a pawn, another person scheming against him in a world that turned its back on him after his accident. But Ivy sees something different—a man whose wounds run deeper than his legs, a man worth saving. Armed with her secret knowledge of medicine and her unshakable determination, Ivy makes a bold promise: Your legs can be healed. Despite his doubt, Rowan reluctantly lets her in, unaware that her care will not only bring him back to his feet but also restore his will to fight for his place in the world. As Ivy helps Rowan reclaim his life and his legacy, their bond grows stronger, but the shadows of betrayal, family secrets, and a cunning rival threaten to tear them apart. In a battle of hearts and power, can Ivy prove she is more than just a substitute bride? And can Rowan realize that in saving him, Ivy might be the one person who can save herself too?

"You..should reject me, this is wrong," I rasp out between his powerful thrusts, wanting to push him away but my wolf is totally against it, making my body betray me and becoming even more welcoming to him by squirting in abandon. Calhoun's sweaty brow raises in amusement as he hooks my legs around his hard, naked waist, "we were made mates for a reason, I cannot throw that away," "I don't want to hurt my mother, not anymore .." my last word ends up in a quivered moan because he is going at a full speed now, making my eyes travel into the back of my head. No, this is wrong! "You already started hurting her on the night you parted those legs for me," Calhoun voice supress my moans as he pounds hard into my dripping wet honeypot. *** It all started the night I turned twenty-one. I was dared by my friends to hook-up with a total stranger. Tipsy and determined to be a badass, I approached the most powerful man in the club and had hot steamy sex with him in the back seat of his car. The following day, I traveled for my mom's wedding and came to find out that the stranger I hooked up with is to be my stepfather. And as if that isn't enough, we are mates.

Eve Bloom is not the type of woman to open her legs for any man she comes across, but the billionaire Henry Richards was a different treat. After being kicked out from her ex's engagement party, she has a One-night stand with Henry Richards, the Billionaire who has an invincible wife no one has ever seen. Eve Bloom hates cheaters and is determined to reveal to Henry's wife that he's cheating on her—except she actually doesn't exist.

“Spread your legs for me, Lily. I want to see your heat. I want to touch every inch of you until you are nothing but spent.” My legs parted before my head could even process it, pussy dripping wet from hearing him speak that way to me. Being the Alpha’s good girl is all I have ever wanted, and now I was going to prove to him, just how well I could take his cock and be his good girl at once. * After my parent died, I was lucky to be taken and sheltered by the Alpha. Living with the Alpha, my job was to be a good girl and listen to the Alpha’s instructions and I didn’t have much objection—only that I wanted to be the good girl who took his cock, and the one who knelt for his filthiest, most sinful commands. I have spent the last four years desiring a man who should be just my Alpha. And he? He had spent four years drowning in denial. But not anymore. It all started on the night of the heat. Rough hands, hard moans, dirty words. Now, All I do is take Daddy’s cock while being his good girl. Note: This book contains high sexual elements. It is not for readers younger than 21.

“Spread your legs wider. Let me see how wet you are for someone you’re supposed to hate.” One hundred nights. One hundred different men who know exactly how to ruin you. This isn’t romance. This isn’t love. This is the kind of filthy, depraved shit you think about when you’re alone with your hand between your legs and nobody’s watching. Stepbrothers who corner you in the shower. Priests who bend you over the altar. Mafia dons who take what they want and leave you begging for more. The coach who swore he’d never touch you - until he did. Every forbidden scenario you’ve ever fantasized about, raw and unapologetic. No soft touches. No gentle whispers. Just rough hands, dirty words, and the kind of orgasms that leave you shaking. Fair warning: This collection doesn’t hold back. Choking. Spanking. Public degradation. Forced orgasms. Breeding kinks. If you need your erotica sweet and romantic, this isn’t it. But if you want to be fucked six ways from Sunday by men who don’t ask permission - they take it… Pick a night. Any night. You won’t be the same when it’s over.

She was aware of all those men looking at her with lust, while she was running true the park, which made her angry and sad at the same time, but she just made her headphones louder and smiled on her chin. She wanted something real, although it was impossible to find because a man must give her all of himself, just as she would do the same to him. Ah, stop dreaming Jenna!", she mouthed, making her legs run faster, not knowing that soon her life will about to change.