Best Erotica For Women Novels & Stories

“I just…” This time her glare alone forced you to stop mid-sentence. “I go to a lot of work to find these men. I bring them here and allow them to defile me in ways you can only dream of. I do this for you. So that you can see what it’s like to be a man. So that you can experience what it’s like to actually satisfy a woman. All I ask is that you do as you’re told, by me and by them.” Wandering over to the coffee table, she picked up a small pink bag, reached inside, and pulled out a small chrome cock cage. Your mind reeled, wondering how long it had been there, how long she had been planning this. How she could have known it would be needed.

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—"

- The condom is in the drawer on the side. She leans down and opens the drawer to get the condom, which she puts on skillfully. Then, she straightens up to be able to impale me deeply. She leans down to kiss me passionately before starting to take me like a wild woman. She grips my chest to better support herself and take me deeper within her. She starts to ride my shaft up and down. The sensation is so blissful, so saving, with her internal muscles, she traps my penis, absorbing it into her depths. I'm mesmerized by her skill. My hands grip her ass to bury myself deeper within her as my hips move to the rhythm of her increasingly fast and wild movements. I end up flipping her over and takin

NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> I love pornography. I regularly d******d videos and pictures from the Internet and love reading erotic stories. I am particularly drawn to pictures of black women with their chocolate brown skin, nearly black nipples and velvety pubic hair. I am a white male in my thirties and have never been with a black woman. I've been married for about ten years and my wife and I enjoy an adventurous sex life. She gets turned on watching x-rated movies and reading erotica as much as I do, but doesn't understand my fascination with dark skinned women.

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

Without thinking twice, I untack the locks and open the briefcase type kit carefully. My eyes grow saucers as I see the contents of what she fondly calls her toolkit. Inside are sex toys used by women for maximum pleasure— dildos of differing sizes, vibrators, body clamps, floggers and other familiar tools I can’t name. Before I can speak another word, I feel her hands around my body, massaging me over the shirt I wear while she stands behind me. I gasp as her fingers tingle my erogenous spots, with her lips rubbing my neck as she speaks.

Alex growled—my boyfriend—thrusting up into her, and I just stood there in the doorway, frozen solid, my heart pounding so hard it hurt, betrayal twisting in my gut like a knife, pain shooting through me as I watched them on my own bed, the sheets all tangled and sweaty from what they’d been doing. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, her ass bouncing as she rode him hard, like she was trying to milk every last drop out of him, her tits jiggling with every slam down. I’d never seen Tyla like this, all wild and slutty, her face flushed, mouth open in these loud, needy moans that echoed in my ears. He reached up, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them r

This was a woman who was a master cocksucker and she loved it and the power it gave her over men. Eva released my rigid cock from her wet mouth with a gentle “pop” and slid her tiny frame back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and folding her knees, and looking at me pleadingly asked, “Will you lick my clit please?” I dove right in, dropping to my knees and plunging my face into her soaking wet muff, wondering why she seemed to be begging for this most basic of sex acts, something I know men would pay good money to do to such a glorious love hole. I plunged my tongue into her pussy and then licked all around it, plunging two fingers in as I gently sucked her clit. Eva came with a sharp yel

Maya’s fingers clutched the sheets, her body arching toward the sensation despite her mind screaming at her to stop. When Zoe pulled back, her voice was soft but firm. “See? Not so scary.” She glanced at the screen. “They love you.” Maya dared a peek at the comments. “She’s gorgeous.” “Moan louder, baby.” “Use the toy properly!!” Her face burned. “They’re insane.” “They’re obsessed,” Zoe corrected. She handed Maya the vibrator again, curling her fingers around it. “And you’re going to give them exactly what they want.”

Her tail gives my still-throbbing clit one last teasing flick, making me jolt. “Now tell me what you want,” she goes on, teasing my overstimulated clit. “Do you want me to fuck you properly in the bathroom next, or do you want me to bend you over this desk and fill this dripping cunt while the next class starts filing in?” “That’s too risky!” My eyes widen, my voice hoarse, and I see the glint in Lira’s eyes, an indication that she’d suggested the second option mainly because of the risk. “I know.” She admits. “That’s where the fun is.” She adds with a mischievous smile, but I shake my head. I’m not going to be the freak that’s getting fucked by an invisible entity while everyone else watche