Wet Desires:{Erotica Collections}
🔞⚠️Rated 18+ | Mature Content Warning
This book is for adults only. It contains explicit sex, strong language, and mature themes. Read at your own risk or pleasure.
Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} brings you a mix of raw, unapologetic short stories where fantasies aren’t just imagined, they’re lived. Behind every door is a moment where control slips, tension snaps, and pleasure takes over.
Strangers meet with one goal. Ex-lovers face what’s still unfinished. Friends cross lines they swore they never would. These stories are fast, hot, and messy in the most erotic way.
You’ll find dominant men who don’t ask twice, women who want more and don’t hide it, and nights that blur into mornings with no regrets.
There’s no slow burn here. No holding back. Just skin, heat, and the kind of desire that won’t wait.
If you want stories that hit hard, turn you on, make you sexually aroused, leave you wanting more and breathless, Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} is for you.
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Chapter: My Pussy Gets Pounded By The Bully (3)| MANDY’S POV | Chris’s sudden thrust made my eyes sting, my pussy straining to take his cock in as pain and heat tangled deep inside me. A choked cry slipped out of my mouth, muffled by the cold metal of the locker against my cheek. Chris didn’t pause. He gave me no time to adjust, no space to breathe. His hands locked around my hips, holding me in place as he drove his cock into my pussy hard and fast, each thrust slamming me against the lockers, making the metallic bang echo through the old athletics locker room. His grip was punishing, fingers biting through the thin fabric of my skirt, bunching it around my waist. My torn panties clung uselessly to one thigh, a reminder of how little control I had left. A ragged cry tore from my throat, tangled with pain and a flicker of pleasure I couldn’t suppress. Chris’s cock was too big, his thrusts too rough and too fast. Each one forced my pussy open in a brutal stretch that burned deep inside, leaving me sore and trembling
Last Updated: 2025-09-17
Chapter: My Pussy Gets Pounded By The Bully (2)| MANDY’S POV | A sudden chill shot through me, locking every muscle in place. My chest seized so hard it burned, and my pulse pounded so violently I couldn’t tell if it was racing or about to give out. I scrambled backward against the bench, yanking my skirt down in a hurried attempt to cover myself. My hands shook so badly they fumbled over the thin fabric of my panties before finally catching hold. With clumsy, desperate jerks, I dragged my panties up from around my knees and yanked them back into place at my waist. In the rush, my phone slipped from my hand, hitting the floor with a loud clatter, Professor Dan’s photo still glowing on the screen as it faced up. Chris didn’t move. He just stood in the doorway with that same infuriating, smug smirk plastered on his face. His gaze slid from my face down my body, pausing on the phone at my feet before climbing back up again. Then he stepped forward, slow and steady, and shut the door behind him with a soft, final click.
Last Updated: 2025-09-15
Chapter: My Pussy Gets Pounded By The Bully (1)| MANDY’S POV | My name is Mandy, and I am twenty-one. I am a freshman at West View College, trying to navigate life like any other student. For the most part, I blend in as just another face in the crowded lecture halls. But there is one thing that sets me apart. I am completely and hopelessly in love with my history lecturer, professor Dan. His lectures, his voice, even the way he moves across the lecture hall leave me distracted and daydreaming in ways I cannot control. Right now, I am sitting in his class, and not a single fact about the fall of the Roman Empire is registering. My eyes follow him as he paces at the front of the lecture hall, gesturing with that confident, effortless energy. Every movement, every glance he throws toward me pulls me further into daydreams I cannot control. I try to focus on my notebook, but my pen moves without direction, scribbling meaningless lines while my thoughts are completely elsewhere. I notice the way Professor Dan pushes h
Last Updated: 2025-09-13
Chapter: Drunk Sex With The Boy Next Door (3)Bella’s dark eyes glimmered with a sudden, hungry desire, and a slow, wicked smile curved over her lips. Without a word, she rose from the couch, her body trembling with unsteady movements. She swayed for a moment, the floor tilting beneath her, before forcing herself into two awkward, unsteady steps toward the low, wooden coffee table, her fingers brushing its edge for support. With a soft grunt, Bella sank to her knees on the rug, leaning forward so that only her upper body rested on the cool surface of the low coffee table. She nudged a few empty bottles aside, the faint clink of glass echoing in the quiet room, creating just enough space to brace herself. Her back arched deeply, every curve of her spine and shoulder blades outlined. The dim, gentle light of the sitting room fell across Bella, highlighting the faint sheen of sweat and the mixture of their fluids between her thighs, gliding over the curves of her body with a soft, tender glow. Zack’s breath hitched at
Last Updated: 2025-09-13
Chapter: Drunk Sex With The Boy Next Door (2)The room spun slowly as Zack looked down at Bella. Her words hung in the air between them, thick and heavy. For a long moment, he just stared at her, his alcohol-clouded mind struggling to process her words. Bella’s eyes were dark and serious, and her lips were slightly parted. “Wait… Bella, you’re drunk—” Zack started, his voice filled with concern. Before he could finish, Bella pressed herself against him, crashing her lips onto his in a desperate, hungry kiss. Her hands tangled in his hair, anchoring herself as she pulled him closer. Zack froze for a moment, stunned by the sudden intensity, then gradually responded, his lips meeting hers in a hesitant rhythm. Bella kissed Zack relentlessly, pressing her body into his with urgent need. When she finally pulled back just enough to breathe, her forehead rested against his. Her eyes were dark with desire, and her lips were slightly swollen from their kiss and glistening from the heat between them. “I’m… I’m so fucking
Last Updated: 2025-09-11
Chapter: Drunk Sex With The Boy Next Door (1)The night had gone quiet after Zack’s birthday party. His sitting room held the strong smell of spilled beer mixed with the faint smoke of candles that had burned low. The mess of the celebration remained scattered in every corner. Empty bottles covered the coffee table, some tipped on their sides with traces of liquid still inside. Crumbs from half-eaten snacks clung to the couch cushions, pressed into the fabric where people had sat for hours. Not long ago, Zack’s house had been filled with laughter and noise. Neighbors from across the street and down the block crowded into the living room, raising their glasses and clapping him on the back as he celebrated his twenty-seventh birthday. Among the guests was Zack’s new neighbor, Bella. She had watched him closely throughout the night, her admiration quiet but constant. It wasn’t only his looks that caught her attention but the calm, confident way he carried himself. People seemed to like Zack instantly, drawn to the ease in h
Last Updated: 2025-09-10
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“It’s fine,” the stranger said to Anna. “You can go home and cry over your ex, or you can come with me.”
Anna swallowed. Her heart thudded hard in her chest.
“I’m not asking for anything you don’t want,” he added. “But if you want to stop thinking about him, I’ll help you do that.”
“Okay,” she replied.
The stranger moved closer to Anna, slow but sure, closing the space between them. His hand came up, firm and unhurried, gripping her jaw. His fingers were warm, slightly calloused. He tilted her face up, making her look at him.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, voice low and commanding.
Anna swallowed, her pulse racing as she replied. “Yes. I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget about him.”
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Anna Hawkins was never meant to fall into the arms of a stranger. But after walking in on her fiancé having sex with her best friend, pain dragged her into the shadows of a nightclub and into the arms of a man with cold eyes, inked skin, and a body that ruined her.
Their night was supposed to mean nothing.
But unforeseen circumstances throw Anna into a brutal world of power, crime, and possession. She’s no longer just heartbroken. She’s owned.
And the most dangerous part?
She doesn’t know how to escape.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 035Anna leaned in, searching again, moving her hands around the drawer. But the space was bare. The burner phone was gone, and so was her grandmother’s letter. The drawer was completely empty. Her body went rigid. She pushed back from the nightstand and lost her balance, stumbling to the floor. Her chest tightened as she tried to steady herself. Her heart raced hard, each beat pounding against her ribs. When Anna opened her mouth, her voice came out faint and trembling. “Why is this drawer empty?” she whispered to herself. She pushed herself up from the floor, her hands shaking, and went straight to the other drawers. One by one she yanked them open, searching through every corner. But each drawer was the same. Empty. The burner phone and her grandmother’s letter were nowhere to be found. Anna ran a hand through her hair and let out a long, tired sigh. She started to search her room from corner to corner. She pulled out the drawers, checked inside the closet, lifted the
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 034The left side of the wardrobe door creaked open, and Anna’s heart leapt. She pressed herself deeper into the right side of the wardrobe to avoid the figure from seeing her while holding her breath. The figure stepped closer and searched through the open section carefully, checking every corner and even looking under Vincenzo’s clothes hanging inside, making sure nothing was missed. Anna watched in silence, her chest tight. She had no idea what the figure was searching for. The figure stepped back and moved toward the left side of the wardrobe. His hand reached for the door, the one Anna was hiding behind. Anna’s heartbeat quickened as his hand wrapped around the handle. In that moment, she caught a clear view of his build. He was a man. Before the man could pull the left wardrobe door open, footsteps and voices echoed from the hallway. He froze, his head snapping toward the sound. After a brief pause, he pulled his hand away from the left wardrobe door and hurriedly pushed
Last Updated: 2025-09-12
Chapter: CHAPTER 033Vincenzo had just finished his breakfast, and Anna stepped forward to gather the empty plates. She carefully placed each plate onto the tray, balancing it steadily in her hands. Just as she was preparing to leave the dining room, Vincenzo’s voice cut through the silence, stopping her in her tracks. “I’m leaving for Italy today, so there will be no need for you to serve my meals, do my laundry, or clean my room for now,” he said, his voice low and calm. Anna hesitated for a moment before replying, “Okay, Boss.” Vincenzo rose from the chair and began walking toward the door of the dining room, his hand casually tucked into his pocket. Mid-step, he paused and glanced back at Anna, who was trailing behind him, carrying the tray filled with plates toward the kitchen. “Anna?” he called. “Yes, boss,” Anna replied, raising her head as she answered, her eyes fixed on Vincenzo. “When you drop those plates, come to my room and carry my suitcase outside,” Vincenzo instructed, then
Last Updated: 2025-09-11
Chapter: CHAPTER 032Anna’s throat tightened, and no words came out. She stood frozen, staring at Martha with wide eyes, completely overwhelmed by shock. “Anna, what are these pills?” Martha asked again, her tone firmer this time as she looked at Anna. “Em… em… these are the pills the doctor gave me because of my low blood level,” Anna replied nervously. Martha’s eyes lingered on Anna for a moment before dropping back down to the pills in her hand. Anna’s heartbeat quickened with each passing second, her chest tightening under the weight of fear. If Martha realized the pills were for an abortion, she would undoubtedly report it to Vincenzo. The thought of him finding out sent a chill through her. She knew she could not let that happen, no matter what. Anna opened her mouth to explain further, but Martha cut her off. “Okay,” she said simply, and handed the pills back to Anna. Anna was shocked that Martha seemed to believe her, but at the same time, she was glad she did. Her hands trembled sligh
Last Updated: 2025-09-06
Chapter: CHAPTER 031Anna’s heart pounded as she struggled to process what she was seeing. Behind a large statue draped in overgrown grass, Bianca was getting fucked by the same guard Anna had seen her with earlier. Both of them were completely naked, their bodies pressed tightly together, exposed to the cold night air. Their clothes lay scattered carelessly across the ground, forgotten entirely as Bianca’s breasts bounced with each hard thrust. “Aurrhhhg! Yes… fuck my pussy like that,” Bianca moaned. The guard quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. “You need to be quiet. We don’t want anyone to see us,” he warned, his cock still slamming into her pussy. Anna felt a surge of shock and disbelief at the scene unfolding before her. She quickly turned away, not wanting them to notice her, and hurried through the dark courtyard, her heart racing and her mind spinning. She continue to move cautiously through the dark courtyard, her eyes scanning for any sign of James. Suddenly, a hand shot out from t
Last Updated: 2025-09-05
Chapter: CHAPTER 030There was a brief pause over the phone before James finally spoke. “I’m glad you’ve made up your mind, Anna,” he said. “What do I need to do?” Anna asked, her voice low and tense. “I will meet you in your room tomorrow night, so we—” James began. “No, not my room. It’s too risky,” Anna interrupted. “Let’s meet in the back courtyard. No guards are usually stationed there, and it’s dark, so it will be perfect,” Anna continued. “Alright, we will meet there tomorrow at midnight,” James agreed. Anna ended the call and carefully placed the burner phone back in the drawer, closing it securely. She sank onto her bed and let out a long, weary sigh. “I just hope this works out,” she whispered, her voice barely audible as worry weighed on her. After a few moments, she went through her usual night routine, moving quietly and carefully as her mind remained elsewhere. Once finished, she slipped under the covers, her thoughts racing with every possible outcome and what the day ahead
Last Updated: 2025-09-04
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