2nd Person Erotica Novels & Stories

Elena Pov “Fuck…” I moaned softly as I felt my juices trickle down my thighs, warm and slow. My grip tightened around Jeremy’s picture, the edges bending under the pressure of my fingers as I held onto it like it was him. My back pressed against the doorframe, my body already trembling from the heat pooling low in my stomach. “Fuck, Jeremy… please, fuck me…” I whispered, my voice shaky and breathless as I dragged my fingers down my thighs, my touch slow, teasing, making my breath hitch.

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

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It’s so sensual in here that it’s suffocating, the air is dripping pure lust and sexuality. “Felix” I whisper and he groans with his hand on his cock, the sound goes straight to my swollen clit, I’m so hungry for more. “Faster” I urge him as best as I can. We arrive at the huge house and open the door to get out; I open the door and follow after him. The second he opens the door, a cute girl is standing there dressed in a blue camisole…oh God, I’d want to fuck her too if I were Felix.

How had the woman I had spent months silently cursing turned me into this trembling mess with my shorts around my thighs and my own arousal dripping down my legs like some desperate slut who could not walk away? Elena slowly pulled her fingers out of me. The wet sound was loud and obscene in the quiet room. She held them up between us, glistening with my creamy slickness, and smirked. “Look at this mess you made, sweet girl. Open that pretty mouth and clean them. I want to watch you taste exactly how much you hate me and how much wetter that hatred makes you.” I parted my lips before I could stop myself. She slid the two fingers in deep, pressing down on my tongue, forcing me to suck the sal

"I'm flattered, Mrs. Melinda. It's important you feel comfortable here. Now, let's dig a little deeper. What kind of erotica draws you in? The kind that builds slowly, or something..something more.. direct?" In my mind, I pictured her reading about a doctor like me, hypnotizing a patient into submission. Her body arching under my commands. I watched her bite her lips, considering her answer. This was going to be exquisite. She shifted on the couch, uncrossing and recrossing her legs. "It's mostly the forbidden ones, of course. Power dynamics, losing control to someone trustworthy. Scenes where the mind opens up and the body follows. I dream about it.. being guided, touched in ways I can't ad

“Not even close, baby. I'm gonna fill you up until you're dripping with my cum.” THE END. PLEASE WATCH OUT FOR BOOK 2 — HOTTER AND EVEN BETTER!

The company needs you—I need you! He grabbed my wrist, but I only laughed coldly and waved my phone in front of him. "Do you remember the day you signed the divorce papers? Christine messaged me right after, proudly telling me you slept with her. "I'm a germaphobe, Vincent. If I didn't have to come back to Camdonia for business, I would've made sure to never see you again." His face turned as pale as a sheet. "That was an accident," he mumbled. "I was drunk. I was devastated after you asked for a divorce—"

I did my best to fight the sexual tension as that brush lightly dusted my cunt and clit. It felt incredible, yet horrible, since the touch could lead to such an embarrassing situation. His brush explored every fold of my pussy lips and my clit. The female clit has twice as many nerve endings as a man’s penis, so you can imagine how difficult it was to stand still while the artist stroked it with his brush. It was exquisite pain.

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.