Top Porn Stories Novels & Stories

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They just want to be ruined, reshaped and overly pleased because their bodies bleed and burn with an obsession that runs deeper for any cure, except one. High voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. You’ll be left glancing through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you will be reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test thei

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

“Always be vocal, and if he won't listen, kick him out of the bed.” “How about a compromise?” she asked. “If you're going to enjoy it. Next.” “Two: I learnt that having an orgasm is not a bad thing.” “Alas, it's not. It's a damned good thing.” “I learnt that I shouldn't be afraid to try new things. Like the Bdsm thing. Even though we stopped somewhere and didn't go all the way.” He was nodding. “Good, good.” “I learnt that I should not liken myself to pornstars because they're too good to be true.”

“It sounds good to me.” “Careful my love, I may just take you up on that offer. Remember, I told you I was really into porno at one point in my life? I spent a lot of weekends shagging on camera and taking naked photos of women. It’s an old habit that has been threatening to raise its ugly head of late. I would love nothing more than to take a few illicit photos of you, especially tied to the bed, with those nipple clamps on.”

It felt so good for the teacher as he thrust deeper into the student until his balls slapped into her chin. He almost couldn't believe this was really happening. Ever since he first started teaching, he had sexual thoughts. This was what he most desired. It was the only type of porn he masturbated to - school girls being groped and forced on the train or wives being molested as their husbands slept nearby, or his favorite when female teachers were raped by their students. And now it was actually happening to him.

His balls slapped against my ass with every thrust, his hands mauling my curves, pinching my nipples until I cried out. “Tell me,” he demanded between hard thrusts, “how many cocks filled you tonight?” I gasped, clenching around him. “Enough to make me drip for you.” He roared and slammed deeper, the raw lust consuming us both as he added his own load to the collection. My body shuddered through yet another climax. Finally sated — for now — we collapsed together, the pastor and his wanton wife entangled in our shared sin.

Each time slower, more intense, his dirty talk getting darker. “You’re leaking everywhere, Kai. Such a sloppy mess for your rival. Bet your teammates would lose their minds if they knew their star striker was getting bred in the next room.” “Shut up and fuck me,” I snapped, but my voice cracked with another moan as he hit that spot again. He stayed the whole night. No sneaking out. No pretending it was quick. He held me down through two more loads, filling me until I was overflowing, then pulled me against his chest like he wasn’t planning to let go.

Without really meaning to, he ended up clicking over to one of his favorite p**n sites, an open forum where amateur nude photos of women were the bread and butter. He clicked on a promising looking link, and gawked at the screen as he clicked through a photoset of an insanely attractive woman around hismom’s age. She slowly stripped her clothes off, photo by photo, giving him a slow, still striptease, and exciting Billy’s cock into a state of rock hardness. “Have you had any luck?” “The door swung open, and his mom stepped in through it. Billy only just barely had enough time to click to a different tab.

His cock was so hard it looked painful. "Please," he sobbed. "Please Mistress I'm begging you. I'll do anything. Please let me cum." "Anything?" I asked. "Anything! I'll do anything you want just please let me cum!" "Cum for me," I commanded. "Cum with my cock buried in your ass like the desperate little slut you are." Permission granted, he shattered. His orgasm was violent and overwhelming. He screamed my name, his whole body convulsing as he came harder than I had ever seen. Cum shot out of his cock in thick ropes, coating the sheets beneath him. His ass clenched around the strap-on so tight I could barely move.