Strapon Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

One finger circled my entrance, then pushed inside slowly. I gasped at the intrusion. Sam worked the finger in and out, curling it, stretching me. “So tight,” she murmured. “No one’s ever played with this pretty hole before, have they?” “N-no…” I moaned as she added a second finger, scissoring them, opening me up. The stretch burned, but the pressure against my prostate made my cock leak even more. She removed her fingers and pressed the thick head of the strap-on against my hole.

WARNING : This is a collection of short erotic stories. It is extremely explicit, raw and unfiltered. Not suitable for readers under 18. Step into a world where every shade of temptation comes alive. Where obsession feels like love, and ruin feels like pleasure. Every tale drags you into a secret desire, a toxic attraction. Where heroines love being ravaged, and still beg for more. Stepdads who claim what they desire while mom is away or sleeping. Dominant piano tutor who turns practice into breathless, handcuffed restraint, and a junior brother who blackmailed their sisters into a threesome.

She exploded, screaming around her husband’s cock as her pussy spasmed violently around Marcus, squirting mixed cum all over his balls Marcus flipped her onto her back again. He and David took turns Marcus fucking her deep and hard while David sucked her nipples and kissed her, then switching so David could fuck her while Marcus made her suck his cum-covered cock. The dirty talk flowed nonstop: David: “You let a stranger breed you all night… now take both of us.” Marcus: “Her pussy is so sloppy with my loads… feel how loose she is for you now.” Emma moaned like a whore, cumming again and again until she was a trembling, cum-covered mess.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

The fresh pain and the heat mixed together. Every strike made my tits bounce and my cunt get wetter. They didn’t let me rest. The strap-on woman pressed the fat head of her thick black dildo against my pussy entrance again rubbing it up and down She entered in slowly stretching my pussy walls while the older woman dripped more wax onto my lower back and ass cheeks. “No moving, you greedy cum-dump,” Lila snapped yanking the leash. “You take every inch we decide to give you. This is about breaking your pathetic cunt, not satisfying it.”

I didn't just want them; I needed to belong to them. Elden watched from the side, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. "Look at her. A desperate, middle-class whore. Beg louder, slut." He stepped forward and delivered a stinging slap to my inner thigh, the red mark blooming instantly on my pale skin. The pain made my pussy clench and leak. Arden dove in, his tongue flicking against my clit while his fingers plunged deep inside me. He was fast and relentless, his mouth a hot, wet vacuum that made me scream. "You taste so fucking good, mi vida. I can feel you pulsing. You're already close, aren't you?" I was.

"I know you liked me watching last night. You left your legs open on purpose. Let me see James's cum leaking out of that pretty hole." He spun me around and backed me against the counter. His hand slipped inside my shorts this time, fingers sliding straight into my pussy. I was already wet and he groaned when he felt it. "Fuck, Lauren. You're soaked. All this from thinking about me stroking my cock while your husband fucked you?"

Wet, nasty sounds multiply, the slap of my pussy on hers, the deep squelch of the strap plunging in and out, her juices bubbling around the toy with every thrust. I fuck her harder, hips slamming down, ass rippling with effort. My own cunt throbs and leaks constantly, smearing over her cunt and the base of the strap. Lira’s back arches, heavy tits bouncing wildly. “Skyler— fuck— I’m—” She breathes, I can tell, but if I’m not cumming yet then neither can she. “Not yet.” I snap, slowing my hips just enough to torture her. I pull the strap almost all the way out, letting her cunt gape, then slam back in while grinding our clits in slow, filthy circles.