Adult Erotica Books Novels & Stories

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

Do I need to tell him that I have not had another boy or man touch me, and he is the only man I have ever had? "Like a depravity. Fuck, Moh, do you have any idea how long I have wanted to break you open like this?" Then, he began to move. He didn't start slow. He withdrew until he was almost out, the friction of the withdrawal making me whimper, before slamming back into me with a rhythmic, brutal force. The bookshelf groaned behind us, the wood creaking with every thrust. I was a puppet in his hands, my body jolting with the impact of his weight.

Emma lay beside us on the desk, watching with wide eyes and rubbing her clit. "Tell me how much you love your dad's cock," I growled, spanking Lila again. "I love it!" Lila cried out. "Your thick cock feels so good in my pussy. Don't stop, please!" I kept thrusting, switching my gaze between both girls. Emma reached over and pinched Lila's nipple, earning a sharp moan. My balls tightened as I fucked Lila deeper, the wet sounds of her pussy filling the room. "More," I said, pulling Lila's hair. "Both of you are mine tonight."

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

But it’s her face that guts you—angelic, with wide green eyes and faint freckles that you want to trace with your tongue, her smile a wicked promise of innocence and sin. Orientation’s a slog, some old hag droning on while your mind’s elsewhere, craving something raw. Back in your apartment, you’re restless, cock half-hard and aching for release. The city’s left you pent-up, unsatisfied. You grab your laptop, diving into OnlyFans like it’s a dark alley you can’t resist. Pornstars are old news—too polished, too fake. You want real, messy, human. Amateurs with trembling hands and secrets in their eyes. That’s what gets you going.

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

When he pressed against my back, I felt something cool and smooth against my inner thigh, the spine of a book. “Lady Chatterley’s Lover,” he said softly, voice dripping with dark amusement. “One of my favorites for nights like this.” He dragged the edge of the closed book slowly along my soaked pussy, the leather teasing my swollen clit. I whimpered, pushing back, but he held me still. “Patience,” he chided. “We’re going to use literature properly tonight.” He set the book aside and replaced it with his cock, rubbing the thick head through my folds, mixing our juices. Then he thrust in deep from behind, making the ladder shake slightly.

“Because there’s more.” For a few moments, I was humping him, and the sound of our moans filled his room. I was hot, sweaty, but I was elated. I was fucking him, after all. The Alpha. Aiden. With all of my might, and he was responding in kind. His hands that were on my hips initially when I began to ride him were now on my breasts, and they were kneading them, and I was screaming in ecstasy. “Yes, my little kitty,” he murmured on my breasts as his lips moved over them. “Scream for me.”

He was quick to notice of course, and he returned again, this time holding my waist while his bulge pressed into my derriere. I let out a soft gasp, "I have some books to pick up by the bookstore before it closes." I tried to conceal my surprise. His eyes lit up, "don't you torture yourself reading those erotics?" He looked into my face. He knew what I was reading? My eyes flicked towards him. "You think I don't know?" His tongue flickered to his lips. "You went into my room?" I was stunned. "The covers drew me in, and I couldn't help but glance through some pages. But I must say, the side effects of reading such books can be disastrous."

“Yes! Fill Mommy’s womb again. Get me pregnant with your hot seed. I want to carry your baby while Jake has no idea what his friend has been doing to me.” Her filthy breeding talk ignited something primal in me. I fucked her even harder, the wet slapping sounds filling the enclosure. I slid two fingers into her mouth, letting her suck them sloppy and wet, then pressed one thick finger against her tight asshole. I circled it slowly while still hammering her pussy with long, powerful strokes. Elena gasped. “Put it in, baby. Finger Mommy’s ass while you stretch my cunt. I need it all.” I pushed my finger knuckle-deep inside her. She clenched hard around both my cock and finger. I pumped the fin