I logged into StoriesOnline that night just looking for a quick jerk-off story, but the first one I clicked on grabbed me by the balls and wouldn't let go. The words were filthy, no bullshit, describing a woman on her knees sucking cock like she was starving for it. I read every line twice, my hand already down my pants stroking my thick shaft as I pictured her lips stretching around me instead.
The next story was even dirtier. Some guy bent his wife over the kitchen counter and fucked her ass while she begged for more. My cock throbbed hard in my fist as I read how he slammed into her, balls slapping, her moans turning into screams when she came. I came right there at my desk, shooting ropes across my stomach, but I didn't stop reading. I needed more.
By the third story I was hard again. This one was about a stranger at a bar who followed a woman to the bathroom and railed her against the sink, no names, just raw pounding. I imagined it was me, gripping her hips, driving my dick deep into her wet cunt while she clawed at the mirror. My balls tightened as I stroked faster, reading the part where he pulled out and painted her ass with cum. I groaned out loud when I shot again, messier this time, breathing hard.
I kept going. Story after story. One had a threesome where two guys took turns fucking a woman's mouth and pussy until she was dripping and begging to be filled.
Another was straight-up anal obsession, describing every inch sliding into a tight hole. My cock stayed stiff, leaking, as I worked it with both hands now, reading the dirtiest details like the wet sounds, the slap of skin, the taste of pussy on someone's tongue.
Hours passed. I lost count of how many loads I pumped out. My desk was sticky, my arm sore, but every new story on StoriesOnline made me want to fuck something, anything. The words were so direct it felt like they were talking straight to my dick. By the time the sun came up I was spent, cock raw and red, but already bookmarking the site. That night turned me into a regular. Now I read StoriesOnline erotica every chance I get, stroking and imagining every filthy scene as if it's happening to me, one raw fuck after another.
