Best Erotica For Women Novels & Stories

The second the door closed we were on each other, mouths and hands and the wet heat between our legs. One night she brought a second toy, smaller, curved just right. She used it on me while she sat on my face, the dual sensation of her weight and the relentless vibration inside me pushing me over the edge so hard I saw stars. Another night I used the harness on her, fucking her slow and deep while she held onto the edge of the mattress and swore. The look on her face when she came, open and unguarded, stayed with me for days.

She’s magnificent. “Is her pussy still wet?” I lay down on my back in front of her, rip open one of the condom packets and apply the latex while she watches, her pupils expanding, those nipples so tight I know she needs another climax. One isn’t enough for this woman. I’d say she’s a three-man job, but she’s not a job at all. She’s a privilege. “Or does she need to wiggle around on my face for a while?” Elise squeezes her spasming thighs together and moans.

"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

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The kind of app people used when they didn't want messages traced. Unknown sender. This message will disappear after viewing. I shouldn't have opened it. But my fingers moved on their own. "Fuck yes—ride my cock just like that—" A woman's pornographic moan. The wet, obscene slap of flesh pounding against flesh. "God, your pussy is so fucking tight—so much better than that frigid bitch would ever be—" "She's probably never even touched herself—that repressed little virgin—I bet her cunt is dry as a desert—" "Forget her—fuck—I'm gonna cum so deep inside you—"

I’d spent the majority of my sexual maturity fantasizing over other women – when I first discovered how to bring myself to orgasm at a young age, it was from reading erotic stories about heaving breasts, hard nipples and streaming cunts. All my sexual experiences up till now had been with men, and they were great – I love men and don’t think that anything could replace the feeling of being fucked hard by a man with a big hard erection for you. Just because I wanted to experience a woman didn’t mean I was a lesbian. Maybe it just means I’m a horny slut?

He wanted her to ask questions or just say something. “Yes.” She nodded. “Is this too much for you?” He questioned, needing to be sure everything was alright. “N-no.” She shook her head. “I’ll go on, then.” “Masturbation is a very broad topic that’ll take a very long time to completely cover, but today, we’ll focus mainly on masturbation for females. A woman can masturbate via vaginal stimulation, clitoral stimulation or simply stimulating her erogenous zones. These are areas that are highly sensitive to touch. Zoey, can you tell me your erogenous zones?” He asked her, and it was visible that the question took her aback.

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The room was filled with the sound of my extremely wet pussy slamming against his dick over and over again. He’ll start up fast and hard, hitting every spot and I could swear he touched my womb, then he’ll take it slow, teasing me , making me feel every inch of his dick, making my body go numb. I’ve never been fucked this good before . “Do you like it?”, he whispered behind my ear, driving in slowly. “Yes”, I moaned out almost crying. “Yes what?” “Yes Mr Tom”. “Fuck i love the way you call me that, tell me how much you love it “.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”