Best Erotica Shorts Novels & Stories

Her breasts brushed mine as she deepened the kiss, one hand sliding between us to rub her wetness against my stomach. Below, the shorter woman’s mouth closed over my clit again, but only for a few seconds. Then she shifted, turning so her thigh slid between mine. She hooked one leg over my hip and pressed her pussy against mine...hot, soaked, perfect. The first slow grind made both of us moan into the humid air. Perfect scissoring... “Fuck,” I breathed against the taller woman’s mouth. She smiled and sat up just enough to watch. One hand stayed on my breast, thumb circling my nipple, while the other reached down to where the shorter woman and I were already moving together. She spread us ope

“I can’t believe I did that.” Joe’s voice was a low, shaky rumble. “You have no idea how sexy that was. I’ve never seen anything like it.” She looked over at him, her lips parted in a dazed smile. “You’re hard.” “No shit,” he laughed, glancing down. “I could rip through these damn shorts.” Kiera’s eyes darkened. She crawled onto her knees in the seat, leaned over, and kissed him. Then her hand slid into his waistband. “Mmm. You’re soaked. You really liked that.”

“Please, Maya. I want to hear everything.” Heat flooded through me so fast it made me dizzy. I kissed Theo harder in answer, arching up into his hand. He took the invitation. His palm slid down my stomach, under the waistband of my underwear, and two fingers pressed through my folds. He groaned when he felt how wet I was. “Jesus Christ. You’re soaked.” I moaned openly, louder than I normally would have. For him. For her. “I’m touching myself,” Lila breathed in my ear. “My hand is in my shorts right now because of you two.”

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

He wasn’t, by standard, a short person, but compared to his client, Jace’s 5’8” height seemed like a dwarf. This shouldn’t be happening! Jace thought, but he made no effort to stop it. His breath quickened, and his heart racing in his chest was the only sound that filled him as it slammed against his eardrums. The client ran his fingers up and down Jace’s arm calmly, still staring at him with his grey eyes and for a moment, Jace thought they glinted silver with desire and… excitement? A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused.

he confirmed. "What was I wearing?" I asked him. "Black miniskirt," he said. Funny. Guys love mini skirts. You can put two of the sexiest identical twins in front of a guy. They can both be equally beautiful, but one is in a pair of pants and the other is in a short skirt. If given a choice, he'll fuck the one in the short skirt. I once dated a guy with a fetish for short skirts. The sex was wild. Men love it. And that's why I have exactly two pairs of jeans and countless short skirts. And trust me girls, I get fucked whenever I want it. Caleb was about to find that out.

The scent of her arousal hung thick in the air, musky and intoxicating, mingling with the faint sweat from their earlier exertion. His fingers, trembling with need, hooked into the elastic waistband of her shorts and the flimsy thong beneath, yanking them down her toned legs in a single, frantic tug. The fabric rasped against her skin, leaving faint red trails in its wake. Elara kicked them off with a flick of her ankles, spreading her thighs wide in invitation, her pussy exposed and glistening with slick need, the folds swollen and pink, begging for him.

He had some good technique — likely wasted on Penelope — and I couldn’t wait to see what he did with that tongue on my clit. “Let’s see what’s behind door number one,” I teased, sliding down his body to unbutton his khaki golf shorts and jerk them down to his knees. His cock sprang from his boxers, tenting the material as it strained like a wild beast eager to be free. I molded the fabric around the shape of his erection and smiled my approval.

I flailed for something to hold, grabbed the shower curtain then thought again because curtains cost money and anyway it wouldn’t have worked except as a metaphor for reck- less passion. So I braced myself as best I could, one hand on the slippery tiles, another on the tub edge. Steam enshrouded us carrying scents of cosmetics, visions of vanilla chiffon. Pale streaks of foam spiraled into the drain and vanished. His hands dug into my hips. In the midst of the vapor and wetness, his cock shored me up, enormous and substantial where I was soft and hidden. They wouldn’t show that in the movies. This wouldn’t even make a porno because it wasn’t camera friendly. Impossible to see our thrusting c

********************The Long Glass Stretch, was so intense and dirty but she didn’t care all mine at all all she always want is to have sex and getting fuck by different type of objects each and every time and that’s exactly what she is getting now in her pussy, trying out new big, wide, large and massive objects every time she gets***********************