Best Written Erotica Novels & Stories

Her pussy lips tightened around his huge cock, driving him insane and close to a climax. He couldn't help but stare at the way his cock slid in and out of her, carrying out with it her whitish release which turned him on even more. He moved one of his hands to her clitoris, swiping the swollen meat slowly, but then going faster to match the way he was ramming into her. Madison lost her mind, she couldn't breathe for a moment, and in less than a minute, she was shaking from the best orgasm she had ever had. Killian didn't stop, not until she started to scream and struggle, unable to bear the intense pleasure that was shooting through her.

Softly surfacing, a symphony of subtle sensations. Alliteration aside, my body is humming with the majesty of an orgasm building with an absolute lack of urgency. The destination is clear, taken for granted, but the moment is awake with possibilities. The permu- tations of caresses that will achieve their intent. The rocking sway of stiffness on the verge of penetration; against a captive, willing pool of sex and sweat and cunty goodness.

When he pressed against my back, I felt something cool and smooth against my inner thigh, the spine of a book. “Lady Chatterley’s Lover,” he said softly, voice dripping with dark amusement. “One of my favorites for nights like this.” He dragged the edge of the closed book slowly along my soaked pussy, the leather teasing my swollen clit. I whimpered, pushing back, but he held me still. “Patience,” he chided. “We’re going to use literature properly tonight.” He set the book aside and replaced it with his cock, rubbing the thick head through my folds, mixing our juices. Then he thrust in deep from behind, making the ladder shake slightly.

He studied the title - Watching Me, Watching You - then carefully flipped it open. Words leapt up from the page at him. Words that in his current hyper-sensitised state, carried arousing and magical weight: ‘naked’, ‘moist’, ‘distended’. Every letter, every sound in his head, every nuance of meaning seemed to scream to his cock about the body of the writer herself. ‘You can borrow that if you like,’ Diamanda said, looking up briefly from the wafer-thin portable computer notepad she’d pulled out of her other pocket.

" She then guided my hand through the slit in her sarong and pushed it against her pussy. It was drenched, and as I gently slid my fingers around in the warm juice, she said, "You should write that down and send it into the P**n-erotica website where they have all those dirty stories." "Literotica," I corrected her. "Maybe I will." I retracted my hand from between her legs, and put my fingers in my mouth. After a long, thoughtful suck, I said, "Hmm. Needs more basil, I think." She laughed, and fished her hand inside my towel, wrapping her hand around my swollen cock. "I think it could use some sausage," she replied.

All that sends me into a state of euphoria. "I tap out," I whisper as my shaky legs give way and I let myself fall onto my stomach, his cock sliding out of me in the process. I'm tired. Completely spent. But it was worth it. This is the best experience I've ever had since I became sexually active more than 10 years ago. I can feel the cum leaking out of me, and I know I've had a lot in there. Normally, I'd feel grossed out, but today, I'm totally in love with this sensation. Maybe it's the way they pleasured me with love, or that I haven't been dicked in a long time, but I'm in love with the idea of these two, sinfully handsome men filling me up with their cum. The room is quiet in that heav

A gift for all my slow romance erotica lovers, a short story from: dividing and conquering the professor I,II,III Lily's POV With my tongue tucked in my cheeks, I press the new toy against my pussy wall and the strong vibration causes my body to shake. “Ahh…” the small whimper that slips out, bounces off the bathroom wall. Biting my lips and pressing my thighs together only makes my moans come out louder. It's been too long since I got fucked, too long that a vibrator feels like paradise to me at the moment.

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

“I think about your pussy and this cock all day. I can’t focus in class I touch myself in the bathroom thinking about you using me.” She growled and flipped me onto my hands and knees, slamming back inside from behind. The new angle hit even deeper, battering my cervix. One hand reached around to rub my swollen clit furiously while the other gripped my hip, yanking me back onto every thrust. I was drooling onto the sheets, ass up like a bitch in heat. “Cum on it, Kiara. Make a mess on your stepmom’s fat cock baby.”

The ride down in the elevator was torture. The elevator was silent, the soft hum of the mechanics floating in the background. She stood in front of me, slightly to the side, fidgeting with her fingers. The tension from earlier in the studio room, still heavy in the air. I let my eyes roam her figure hungrily drinking in the view of ass, in that dangerously short and tight skirt. My eyes traced her curves, imagining it was my hands outlining her perfect waist , tracing her perfect curves. My palms caressing her soft smooth skin, Kissing every inch of her, driving her to pure ecstasy