Books Erotica Novels & Stories

I couldn't believe I had just sniffed Amaris' panties, what a rush. I dropped the panties back where they were and began to check the drawer. In it, she had some lotion, fingernails, and a book. In the bottom drawer, that is where the fun begins. She had 3 dildos of various sizes, lube, a vibrator, and a p**n magazine, which caught my attention. I grabbed and opened the magazine and started to flip through it. There was a naked posting for each session, and there was a picture of a girl licking the pussy of another girl. I wonder if this turned Amaris in as much as it did to me.

Johnny’s hand disappeared into the black gift bag again, rummaging through the content. He pulled out a small pink box and popped the lid. Nestled inside was a curved mini vibrator, smooth and glossy, no bigger than his palm but clearly built for precision He turned it over, reading the tiny print on the packaging. “Highly recommended for clit stimulation… but excellent for exploring other sensitive areas” His voice dropped lower, almost thoughtful. “Now this sounds very promising” Charlotte tugged lightly against the leather cuffs holding her wrists to the headboard. The movement made her breasts jiggle under the soft lighting.

I did my best to fight the sexual tension as that brush lightly dusted my cunt and clit. It felt incredible, yet horrible, since the touch could lead to such an embarrassing situation. His brush explored every fold of my pussy lips and my clit. The female clit has twice as many nerve endings as a man’s penis, so you can imagine how difficult it was to stand still while the artist stroked it with his brush. It was exquisite pain.

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And why was my heart racing when he had his eyes fixed on me. ********* Aunt May had a ladies hangout with some of her friends leaving me alone. My step uncle also met with a distant friend of his, but I wasn't bothered about being left home alone. I had the room to myself, dressed exactly how Uncle Wilton would have wanted me as I read another piece from my collection of erotic book. My legs were growing weak and I spread them wide while imagining my step uncle was touching me from behind. I should had reprimanded myself right there but I was too overwhelmed by the flow of erotic thoughts. My hand reached downwards skirting past my abdomen.

“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.”

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

Elena The police sirens screamed closer as the board members surrounded me like predators. I knelt in the center of the study, completely naked, my voluptuous body already a sticky mess. Thick layers of cum coated my heavy tits, dripped from my swollen, gaping pussy and ass, and ran in creamy rivers down my thick thighs onto the floor. My clit throbbed visibly, red and desperate. My nipples stood painfully hard, begging for rough hands. Adrian gripped my chin, forcing my eyes up. “One last full dose before they break in. Spread those legs wide, patient. Show them how wet your stepbrother made you.”

Ginger Ryan knows all about getting herself off, and boy, is she going to have a blast teaching her new student all of her naughty tricks. Oh, you’re so adorable in that cute red skirt and white blouse. Now take them off slow and easy. Ah, such a lovely young body... to tender and fresh. Oh, yes... that little bra is so perfect for those cute breasts. Yes, slide the straps off your smooth shoulders... oh, wow, look at those cute and pert beauties. Caress them, slide your hands under them and press them together... squeeze those perfect globes lovingly. Feel those rosebud nipples rising up against your palms, and keep caressing the sensitive flesh. Do you feel that cosy warmth building up bet

" She laughs, low, and leads me inside, her hips swaying just enough to catch my eye. I clench my fists, forcing myself to look at the city skyline twinkling outside the windows. We sit, the table a fragile barrier between us, plates of asparagus and roasted lamb steaming in the candlelight. The wine is robust, a deep red that stains her lips when she drinks. "So, AURORA PRESS," she says, leaning forward, her blouse dipping to show a hint of cleavage. "Erotica and literary fiction. Brave choice, Victor." Her tone is inquiring, but her eyes have a spark, a challenge. I nod, my throat tight. "I think I'm done with just Philosophy and lecture halls. I should start aiming to print erotic stories