Best Erotic Short Story Novels & Stories

I pleaded, my own climax building once more. With a roar, he slammed deep, his cock pulsing as he unloaded, hot jets of cum flooding my pussy. The sensation pushed me over, my second orgasm crashing as I clenched around him, drawing out every drop. We clung together, panting, the water settling around us. Slowly, he lowered us both, his cock still buried inside as we floated in the afterglow. "You're incredible, Clara," he whispered, softer now, his dirty words fading into tenderness. But even as he kissed me gently, I knew those crude commands would echo in my mind, a secret thrill.

He had his dick out, his hand moving in a frantic blur as he listened to me describe how the inside of my pussy feels while his father was ruining me. “Jesus Christ! Don't stop, baby! Keep talking! Keep moaning!” Preston begged as he sucked on my breasts causing my toes to curl. "Tell him how the bushy hairs tickle your balls every time you slam home," I whispered, my voice a filthy lure. "Oh, Enid!" Preston roared. He lost all control. He withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with a force that made the heavy desk creak and groan. The legs of the desk scraped across the floor with a loud, metallic screech. I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, h

“You’re so fucking sensitive.” My breath was harsh as I responded. “Just shut up and fuck me.” He leaned forward, his breath ghosting over my face as he spoke. “Beg for it.” I scoffed. “You’re unserious.” His lips brushed against mine, letting me taste myself on his mouth for a second. “Beg, Ella. You can do it.” His fingers traced down my stomach, resting on my already sensitive clit. He slid a finger inside, stroking slowly. “Just open your mouth and say please Alex. I’ll give you what you want.”

She would worry about Jessica’s fury later if she were to find out. Their breathing became heavier as they approached climax, and the sounds of flesh slapping, punctuated by moans and groans, echoed in the tiny room. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, turning her on even more. Fireworks exploded in her as she hit her climax, her body shaking and her walls gripping him tight as she came. With one final thrust, his legs shook as he spilled his seed inside her, her inner walls convulsing as she milked him dry.

Jessa’s world narrowed to the slam of their bodies, the slap of skin, the crude, beautiful words pouring from their mouths. “Such a tight little asshole,” Arthur grunted, his hands digging into her flesh. “Taking my cock so good.” “Her pussy’s milking me,” Daniel gasped. “God, she’s gonna make me fucking cum.” Jessa felt it—the orgasm erupting from her core, a white-hot wave that crashed through her. She screamed, a raw, unfiltered sound of release, her body convulsing around their cocks. Daniel shouted, his hips slamming into her one final time as he spilled inside her pussy, hot and deep. Arthur followed, a guttural roar as he pulsed into her ass, his own release joining the heat flooding

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

A man was stroking eagerly in and out of me. The anonymity was exhilarating. I’d never experienced anything like it before. My female lover humped my mouth, and I coaxed and prodded her clitoris Looking up, I watched with delight while she squeezed her own tits and her head whipped back and forth. The fucker between my legs was pounding me now, and a buzzing climax swept over me just as he—whoever he was—shot his cream into me. The woman came on my face seconds later, then unsaddled herself.

Though not before quickly working to remove her pencil skirt that’s already coated with dried copious amounts of cum on the backside. They break away from their passionate kiss, a string of saliva connecting the two as she nodded. “I loved it,” she admits as she parts her legs. Her pussy is glistening from her arousal and orgasm that made Hudson’s mouth water. “I love it so much, Hudson.” “That right?” He groans at her confession, sliding in easily between her fold. He could never get enough of her, no matter what time of day. He works off his shirt so that they’re fully naked now, their clothes littered around the library. He knows the risk of getting caught, yet he could care less right no

She moaned, her hips moving against his hand, a desperate seeking motion for more. “You’re so eager, aren’t you, my love?” he whispered, slipping a finger inside her. Her inner walls clenched around him, hot and slick. She moaned, a deeper sound this time, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for the connection. He added another finger, his thumb finding her pulsing clit, rubbing gently, deliberately. Her breath hitched. “Tell me you like that,” he commanded softly, watching her face. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, a powerful rush that tightened her around his fingers.

I tried to tell him as he lifted my skirt up, shifting my thong to one side. "Marcus could walk in at any..." The words died in my throat as his tip nudged at my entrance. I bit down hard on my lips, anticipating the moment he would slam into me. "Please." I begged, after seeing as he was taking his sweet time, coating his tip with my wetness. "Fuggggh!" I quickly closed my mouth as he slammed hard into me. My hand immediately gripped the edges of the counter for support, he pulled out, leaving just his tip in me before slamming right back.