Romans & histoires Viking Erotica

His hand attacked my clit again, rubbing fast and firm while he pounded into me without mercy. “Say it,” he snarled, his eeth grazing my shoulder. “Tell me you’re obsessed and you’d burn your own agency to the ground just to feel this cock splitting you open again.” I was too far gone to lie. “I’m obsessed… God, Viktor I can’t stop thinking about you. I need this. I need you to ruin me.”

She was already so hot, so ready, and her orgasm rose faster than she’d ever known. Viking slid his hands under her ass and pulled her to his mouth almost roughly. His eyes went smoky with lust when he saw her undeniable arousal – her pussy lips were glistening, her clit hard and swollen. “Fuck, baby,” he said in wonder. “So beautiful.” He buried his face between her legs and inhaled her musky scent, and that turned her on even more. “You want to come on my tongue?”

If anything, it seemed to encourage him further as he fucked her through it, his heavy balls slapping against her with every deep plunge. He pulled out only long enough to spin her around and lift her onto the wide railing before driving back inside her. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively as he pounded upward with one hand still around her throat, and the other supporting her ass. “Good girl,” he praised her roughly. “Squeezing me so fucking tight. This pussy was made for older cock, wasn’t it? Made to be ruined by a man who doesn’t give a fuck about your corporate rules.” Elena shattered again, sobbing his name as another orgasm tore through her. Viktor followed with a deep gro

If his hands look like that, how veiny and thick would it be? Get a hold of yourself, Katya. No need to act like a desperate slut. But I can’t help it. Viktor notices and smirks. As he takes a ridged dildo from the bag, he spits on it. Then he rubs it on my wet clit and pushes it inside me. I moan as it fills me up. The ridges drag my walls with every inch. He works it in a little, making sure I feel everything, then leaves it lodged deep.

I coated my saliva over the tip and continued massaging it. "Fuck! You know how to make one feel good, you little slut," he growled, and I continued to make him feel better by massaging and sucking his cock. His hand reached out and grabbed my breast over the top I was wearing, with nothing underneath. I was turned on myself, but pleasuring him came first, because when it came to him doing vice versa, I forgot the existence of my friend or the fact that I was doing the forbidden with her father. "Go faster!" he grumbled, pushing my head down more.

"Bend over the desk. Ass up, legs spread." I scrambled up, skirt hiked to my waist, tits spilling out as he ripped my blouse open—buttons pinging across the floor. Cool wood hit my nipples, hardening them more. I arched my back, pussy exposed, lips puffy and dripping, clit peeking out begging. He stepped behind, rubbing his cock along my slit slow, coating himself in my juices. The fat head nudged my entrance, parting folds, but didn't push in. "Beg for it, Mira. Beg your boss to ruin this married pussy."

One of Viktor’s nieces, Sabine, positioned herself beneath Aurora, licking and sucking at her clit while Damien fucked Aurora from behind. The air was heavy with the mingled scents of sex, tropical flowers, and sea salt. The wet sounds of bodies moving together — slick squelch of cocks plunging into soaked pussies and asses, soft gasps, and rising moans — filled the open-air sanctuary. Milk continued to drip and spray from Sophia’s breasts whenever a particularly deep thrust made them sway.

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

My own fingers never left my clit, working in a frantic, blurred motion. I pushed off Dante one more time, another fountain of my release spraying so far it almost cleared the bed. I was beyond gone. I sank back down, gripping Kael’s length to stroke him while Jax grabbed me by the neck, pulling me into a deep, desperate kiss. When he pulled away, he kept his hand on my throat, his eyes dark with a terrifying intensity. "You like being our little secret, don't you, Ariel? You like being the family slut."