روايات وقصص ضمن Best Erotic Short Story

I tipped my toes and pecked his lips to show him I meant every single word. He froze like he couldn't believe I'd done exactly what I did. I pull away and stared at him. "The last few weeks have been hell. I see you everywhere including my dream. When ever I touch myself, it's your face and hands that I cum to..." I couldn't complete my words because Thomas pulled me against him, his mouth crashing down onto mine with a desperate, terrifying hunger. There was nothing gentle or pastoral about it. It was hard, possessive, and filled with the weeks of agony we had both been hiding from.

“Harder. Don’t hold back.” He obeys. His hips snap faster. The pounding grows rough. My breasts bounce with the force. He leans down. He tries to kiss me while thrusting. Our mouths meet messily. Teeth clash a little. Tongues tangle awkwardly. I taste myself on him. Salty. Intimate. It feels real. Not perfect. But the imperfection makes it hotter. Like we’re both desperate in this forbidden act. He breaks the kiss. His forehead presses to mine. “We’re really doing this. My sister’s pussy taking every inch.”

A grin flashed across Erick's face. He gently guided me backwards until I fell across the bed. As I shuffled into place, he crawled up between my legs, his cock rock hard and the condom shining around it. Erick carefully lined up his cock with my entrance, flashed me a grin, and then slammed his entire length into me. A groan escaped me lips. Automatically, I wrapped my legs around him, trying to push him even deeper inside me. The heat that had been burning in my crotch all night began to grow and spread until it felt as if my entire body was burning.

He pulled out with an obscene squelch, smearing the mess over my cheeks, then zipped up, grinning like a victor. "Keys to the house tomorrow, Brook. Good girl." I slumped over the desk, spent and leaking, body humming with forbidden afterglow, the sex sealing my descent deeper into this erotic hell.

“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."

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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.

His hands slid down her body, his touch firm and confident, as he guided her to the edge of the couch. Sadile felt a thrill of excitement as she realized what was about to happen, her body responding to the anticipation with a hunger that surprised even her. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, as Travis positioned himself before her, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her heart flutter. She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene.

The dam of passion burst open as we wildly groped each other like a couple of teenagers who had been grounded for a year! After we petted for a few minutes, Eva grabbed my bulging crotch and growled, “I fucking want you.” I croaked weakly, “Yes” as she led me by the hand into the next room, pulling off her tank top and skirt as we walked between the rooms. Obviously, she did a bit of wardrobe planning for tonight!

Each stroke longer than the last but taking care not to go too far and pop out. It was heaven! Utterly erotic, utterly naughty and, at the same time, the most intimate of acts and with the lady that I loved. I got into a rhythm, coming out four or five inches and sliding back in until my pelvis slapped into her buttocks. I didn't need to go very fast; the sensations were already exquisite and I wanted this to last a bit longer.