Ai Erotica Writing Novels & Stories

Grabbing my pen, I start to scribble on my diary again. "He looked at me! He fucking looked at me and I am so wet already! Gosh! I just want him to dig his fingers into my pussy and finger fuck me to tears. I don't care that he's a shady man with a mysterious life, I just want to be fucked by him! Imagine what it would feel like to be naked under him, and to have those lips around my nipples, and then have his fingers stroking my clit until I can't breathe anymore." I don't realize that I am squeezing my thighs together as my scribbling turns into vivid images in my head.

He began to write. The nib was cold against my left breast, the slow, elegant cursive tracing the first sentence across the upper swell: “I will ruin you slowly, letter by letter, until every inch of your skin begs for my cock.” The ink was chill; my nipples hardened into painful, aching points. He continued across the right breast, describing in meticulous detail how he would stretch my holes until I sobbed his name. The pen dragged lower across my ribs, my quivering stomach, the sensitive dip of my navel. Every word sent shivers racing over my skin; the tickle of the nib made my clit throb in time with my pulse. When he reached my hipbones he paused to read aloud what he’d written. Then he

She was crying out of anger and fear that Kael had gone too far, but on the other hand, she had never before experienced such worldly pleasure that made her feel as if she were floating—and that alone was reason enough for her tears to flow. She wasn’t being hypocritical. Every touch Kael made on her body truly aroused a great passion in Eira. Her body seemed to crave more. “You’re enjoying it, aren’t you? I can do it… better than Lucas, Eira. Please don’t marry him—stay with me…” Kael whispered as he continued to move his hips. Eira clutched the sheets as she neared her third climax. Meanwhile, Kael hadn’t climaxed even once. His stamina was incredible.

One hand gripped my hip while the other reached to rub my oversensitive clit again. I was moaning shamelessly now, pushing back to meet every powerful stroke. “Pastor… it’s too much… I’m going to cum again…” “Good girl,” he growled. “Cum while I breed you. Take every drop like the perfect slut you are.” The words sent me over the edge for the third time. My pussy spasmed violently around his thrusting cock, squeezing and fluttering as intense pleasure ripped through my body. Elias thrust deep one final time and came with a low, deep groan. Heavy ropes of cum flooded my womb again, pulsing warmly as he emptied himself completely.

He liked knowing that Zach did show some interest towards his attractive points. “What common phrases have you come across in erotica for the male body?” he asked. “Toned abdominal muscles, taut skin stretched across bulging muscles, throbbing manhood,” Zach reeled off quickly. The billionaire snorted. As the CEO of a publishing company, he had read his fair share of the erotica coming out of the company and those phrases were certainly common. Erotica was the most profitable genre at the moment for the company. “Of course. How likely is it that the female lead has messy hair?”

My breath ache , heavy with need — need to be touched, fondled , licked… “ Good thing you’re just as hungry as I am , Mami. I’m not really in the mood to pick on my food.” He’s making an analogy with food and it should sound innocent but it’s the dirtiest thing I have heard in a while. My body hums with electricity, ears whooshing with blood violently rushing through me. One hand pinches a hard nipple through my clothes and I melt into his arms. We share a heated look filled with anticipation, the air around us charged with something strong. He claims my lips without warning and I match his pace, sucking on each other’s lips like two starving people.

She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene. Travis's hands grasped her hips, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through her body, as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Are you ready, Sadile?" he whispered, his voice a low rumble that sent a jolt of excitement through her. Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that

Aria’s soft sobs broke into breathless moans as waves of pleasure coursed through her. “Do you feel that, little bunny?” Elara whispered, pressing her tongue deeper, swirling inside her folds, teasing the most sensitive spot while rubbing her pearl. “Your body answers me in ways no one else could ever coax. Every quiver, every sigh, every desperate shudder — all of it belongs here, with me, under me, only me.”

He worked me open with dirty, precise strokes, thumb rubbing tight circles on my clit until my thighs started to tremble. “Daniel—please—” “Please what?” He pulled his fingers out, shiny in the low light, and shoved the waistband of his sweatpants down. His cock sprang free—thick, heavy, the head already flushed and wet. It looked even bigger up close, the kind of cock that would stretch me until it hurt in the best way. Veined. Long enough that I knew it would hit places no one else ever had. He wrapped a fist around it and dragged the head through my folds, coating himself in me. “You want this?”

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.