Anusha Erotic Novel Novels & Stories

Ansel growled, this is your purpose his breath hot against my neck as he pressed his body flush to mine. I felt Asher’s hands on my thighs, spreading them wide, and the heat of his gaze boring into my skin. Ansel’s cock pressed hard against my dripping wet pussy, teasing the entrance before he shoved in deep, stretching me wide, his hand slamming down onto my exposed ass with a sharp smack that made me gasp and ache for more. Asher’s fingers trailed along my spine, down my sides, finally landing on my clit, rubbing slow circles that turned faster and rougher with every pulse of Ansel’s hips.

it's thrilling for some people( she's talking about herself) Now , I'll continue with this , I'll make female protagonist to take the lead and make the male lead beg on his knees and make him lick inbetween her thighs , and tease his thing with her toes and whip him in his ass . Oops I sounded like a perveted physco . it's just their fantasies , it's not like they're real pervet .haha... (Lol, she's just justifying her perveted acts ) Ha! Finally I finished this novel . But I can't send Ash , because she is a women , and it's an adult novel .

TRIGGER WARNING & DISCLAIMER This novel is a dark, anthropological erotica that explores the primal depths of human desire, power, and submission. It is not for the faint of heart. If you are uncomfortable with morally gray characters, intense power dynamics, or explicit scenes that push the boundaries of consent, this is not the book for you. This story contains: • Explicit Erotica – No fade-to-black, just raw, unfiltered passion. • Dark & Dubious Consent – Power struggles, mind games, and moments that blur the lines between pleasure and surrender.

5 days later Third person POV: Erica is walking in dark corridor, she is unable to recognise where she is going but the place seemed familiar to her, she is stressing her mind to think how she reached, when suddenly she heard a faint voice of laughter coming from a room which is located on first floor, Erica immediately turned her feet’s climbed upstairs, she came and halted in front of a medium white coloured single door, Erica gently turned door knob and pushed it opened, she tilted her head and peaked inside, scanning the room she found a lady wearing ‘Green coloured Saree’ (traditional Indian Female wear) sitting on bed with her back facing the door, that lady seemed to felt Erica’s pre

ANNOUNCEMENT: Due new policies of goodnovel, I have changed the title into an acceptable one. The previous title of this book was " SEDUCING THE PRESIDENT". Just to avoid any unexpected incidents, I must mention this issue that this book is still called " SEDUCING THE PRESIDENT" on other sites except goodnovel but the contents are all same. No need to think that someone has plagiarised the book. Original Author ANAMIKA ANA has made this tiny change to cooperate with goodnovel.

“I just want a change. You know, erotic novels are in trend today. I just want to give my readers a hint that I’m planning to get out of the box. ” She already did. The first erotic novel she was writing was almost done. She was delighted because she only finished it in nearly two weeks. That fast! It's really different when there is an inspiration in everything you did. “But you can still do it in some ways and not that way. Look! Almost everybody who saw you were having a second glance. They were distracted anywhere we go. Some of them suddenly become a giraffe as they look at you. ” Shean laughed. And of course, she knew.

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

she whispered to the empty room, hips rolling up to meet her touch. The front door clicked open sooner than expected. Ethan was home early from work, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up to expose those strong forearms she loved. He stepped into the living room, freezing at the sight: Lila, completely nude, body arched in ecstasy, fingers buried deep in her pussy, glistening with arousal. Her full breasts heaved with each breath, nipples hard peaks, her thighs slick and parted invitingly. “Christ, Lila,” he muttered, voice a gravelly rumble that sent shivers down her spine. His eyes darkened, locked on the obscene display—her hand moving rhythmically, the wet sounds echoing. “What the hell are yo

She tried to stay quiet, but small whimpers kept escaping. The pleasure was too much. Her legs shook harder, and her toes curled inside her shoes. Professor Kane looked up at her without stopping. His eyes locked on hers while his tongue worked her clit. That eye contact pushed her over the edge. She came hard, her body jerking on the desk. Her pussy pulsed around his fingers, flooding his mouth with more of her juices. He kept licking her through the orgasm, drawing it out until she was panting and trembling. When the waves finally slowed, he pulled his fingers out slowly and stood up. His mouth and chin were shiny with her cum. He wiped it with the back of his hand, then leaned in and kiss

“Oh, Your Majesty… you’re so big… fuck—” I froze, cheeks burning. The erotic novels I secretly read had never prepared me for this. The raw, unrestrained sounds made something low in my belly tighten. I pressed my thighs together, trying to ignore the sudden slick heat between them. I didn’t dare knock. Instead, I stood there, heart hammering, imagining what was happening on the other side of that door. The moans peaked, then abruptly stopped. I stared at the vial in my hands and forced myself to knock twice.