pulp

Only the erotic stories of the genre that stimulates your the most

The genre Pulp collects those erotic stories offering strong content, abundant of violent crimes, atrocities and macabre situations. Stories of eroticism and blood. Tales for adults who contemplate physical suffering, mutilation and / or even death. The combination of sex and death often results in the mystery, in this category you will find rather explicit erotic stories, which leave much less room for imagination.

5 erotic stories of the genre pulp which were read 6 4 9 5 times.

The red moon manor
The Red Moon Manor was always an interesting Victorian Mansion that has always been surrounded by urban legends. Out here in the English countryside, the people have always been quite curious as to what really happens there if anything at all. The Red Moon Manor is a three story home that covers many meters on a huge property covered by large...
wrote on 2016-10-29 | by Alhena
Night terrors will win in the end
I bet those night terrors haunt you every night. They creep up on you while you sleep dreaming of those vampires digging those fangs night terrors right into your soft neck. Do you feel that pinch? Now stop and feel that warm blood oozing down your neck, my sensual tongue goes and licks it up. In those night terrors you become one if us the...
wrote on 2015-08-29 | by JYNX
Two twin cats competing for his
"Walter, I am going to take the limo tonight." stated Jarret. "Take the rest of night off." "Thank you Sir, shall I keep the light on?" "No need to Walter." Jarret grab the keys and headed for the garage. He had first seen the Twins two weeks ago. Their images were haunting him even now, forever plastered into his mind......
wrote on 2015-06-02 | by Dan-O
The pussy power
The warm Cabo sun felt wonderful on my skin, so warm so relaxing, I could feel the stress of today melting away. The sound of the surf crashing on the beach below our villa balcony, so private I love laying there naked. As I sip a glass of chilled wine I try to go backward and recall the recent events. My husband Trent and I arrived last night...
wrote on 2015-05-15 | by L Lady
Asteria in control
Asteria rode her motorcycle down the center of the old I-15 in southern Idaho. Catching the eyes of stray foxes, feral cats, and wolves as she plowed through the night, she wondered how many of them served as the eyes and ears of her enemies. Not that it mattered to her. She was a vampire hunter and she was tough. She was going to win no matter...
wrote on 2015-05-07 | by Achilles
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