Birth Erotica Novels & Stories

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.

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The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

“No…” “This too is part of your sin,” he stated, his voice close. “You fantasized about being defiled. Every part.” He applied pressure. The small, vibrating tip pressed against my ass crack. The sensation was strange, intrusive. My body tensed, then a shocking jolt of unexpected pleasure shot through me. He circled the sensitive rim, the vibration teasing nerves I never knew existed. “You want this,” he said, watching my face contort with confused ecstasy. “You crave the corruption.”

Then he picked up the rose toy, positioning the bud over my clit, the petals cupped it perfectly. He then clicked a button and turned it on, it vibrated softly. I moaned loudly, enjoying the new sensation. "Squeeze your breasts, Ella," he commanded. I did as he said, and I squeezed my left boob hard. He took the tube of lube and squeezed a bit of it on his fingers. Then he rubbed some of it over my ass hole, massaging it a bit with his fingers. He inserted one of his fingers gently, I felt just a bit of pressure from it.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

Her pussy was glistening, lips swollen and pink, clit begging for attention. Elena grabbed her vibrator, turned it on the highest setting, and pressed the buzzing tip hard against her throbbing clit. “Ahh… fuck…” she moaned, biting her lip. She closed her eyes and replayed the grocery store moment on loop. Mr. Lorenzo’s strong arms. The way his eyes had darkened when they roamed over her body. In her fantasy, he didn’t walk away. He pushed her against the shelves, his big hand sliding up under her short skirt, fingers finding how dripping wet she was for him.

Well, that and not wanting to do anything that might give our parents an idea of what their kids were doing together in the backseat. Giving up on trying to play with my nipples through my bra, I dropped one of my hands into my lap to work on my clit. Combined with my brother's dick inside me, I could feel the end rapidly approaching. Evan was apparently close as well, his breathing growing ever more ragged in my ear as he began to move in shorter, faster strokes. And then he came.