Xxx Erotic Short Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You’ve been teasing me all night with these thighs and that short little skirt. Now you’re going to take what you asked for.” The girl watches hungrily, one hand between her own legs as she rubs herself. She leans in and kisses me messily, tongues sliding together while the stranger finger-fucks me harder. His palm grinds against my clit with every thrust. The wet, squelching sounds are so loud I’m terrified someone will wake up. I cum again on his fingers, biting his shoulder to stay quiet as my pussy gushes all over his hand. He doesn’t slow down. He adds a third finger, stretching me obscenely while whispering filthy praise in my ear.

Lila knelt between her spread thighs and looked up the length of Sasha’s body. “Watch me taste you while he watches us,” Lila whispered. Her tongue was merciless: flat, broad strokes over Sasha’s clit, then quick flicks that made Sasha’s hips jerk against restraining hands. When Lila pushed three fingers deep and curled them, Sasha screamed into the mouth suddenly covering hers (Victor). He kissed her like punishment, swallowing every sound while Lila fucked her to the edge and held her there, denying release. Only when Sasha was shaking, begging, tears streaking her temples, did Victor pull back.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

I spread her pussy wide and her hands held her thighs for me as I bent down to lick at her, lapping at her pussy, finding her nub, but then tracing back to her ass, unable to resist something so forbidden as rimming my plump, cute, nineteen-year-old student's ass-hole. As I tongued her tightest hole, spreading her cheeks wide, her hand rubbed desperately at her clit. "Oh fuuuck," she moaned, craning her neck to look at me tonguing her ass. Holding my tongue stiff, my head bobbed at her asshole, and I knew I was showing her something that she'd never experienced before. It felt so taboo, and so deliciously naughty, that my own precum was out of control. "Do you like that, Lucy?" I said.

The stranger filled her pussy and left. I gave her a short drink of water and let her catch her breath for five minutes. Then I climbed on and fucked her slow and deep. She was sloppy now, full of other men’s cum. The wet sounds were loud. I added my own load and made her push everything out again for the viewers. The hours dragged on. Stranger number three brought a vibrator. He held it on her clit while he fucked her. Chrissy screamed through another orgasm, body jerking. Cum leaked everywhere.

It was as much as she could do to keep her hand away from her pubis, the warmth doubled by the knowledge that Tony was sharing the same almost uncontrollable emotions. He brought out the rest, one after the other, an exotic feast of sensual delights, each more daring and innovative than the last. There was one of a woman wearing vaguely Eastern dress suggestive of a harem. She was on all fours, bending over so that her pudendum was in full view: the shadowed area between her legs, the plump wet labia fringed with hair. Her mouth encompassed the turgid prick of the youth beneath her. An older man straddled her, about to thrust a truly spectacular twelve-inch cock into the depths of her forbid

Damien leaned in closer, his breath brushing against my ear as he spoke. “Be a good girl and spread your legs for me, Serena. Don’t make me ask twice.” My legs slowly fell open again, almost like they had a mind of their own. My hands were shaking as I slid one back between my thighs, gently rubbing my swollen, aching clit. Damien watched every movement with hungry eyes. “Louder,” he ordered. “Moan like you were before. I want to hear how much of a needy little slut you really are.” A broken whimper escaped my lips as I pushed two fingers inside my soaked hole, slowly pumping them in and out while rubbing my clit with my other hand. This is just like the books I read… am I not lucky?

I ran two fingers through her folds, coating them in her slickness, then pushed them inside without warning. “Fuck… so tight,” I groaned. “You’ve been saving this pussy for me, haven’t you?” “Yes… Dr Hale…” she whimpered, pushing back against my hand. I curled my fingers, stroking the spot that made her cry out. “Call me Marcus when my fingers are inside you.” “Marcus… please…” I added a third finger, stretching her while my thumb circled her swollen clit. She was dripping down my hands and the wet filthy sounds filled the library.

“Dare.” “Touch my cock. Over my shorts first.” The air thickened. Jake’s hand moved lower, cupping the growing bulge in Tyler’s shorts. He could feel the heat, the hardness. Tyler let out a soft groan. “Fuck… keep going.” They kept escalating. Shirts came off completely. Shorts followed. Soon both were naked, cocks hard and leaking. Tyler dared Jake to stroke him. Jake wrapped his hand around Tyler’s thick, veined cock, slightly bigger than his own, and pumped slowly, watching Tyler’s face.