Curvy Erotica Novels & Stories

Daddy’s fingers kept rubbing me through the drenched lace, agonizingly slow circles that dragged over my clit again and again without ever giving me the pressure I desperately needed. Every stroke felt like torture. So delicious, unbearable torture. My thighs trembled harder, spreading wider on their own until my legs dangled over each side of his, completely open for him under the blanket. I felt like a needy bitch but I wanted him. I craved him. “Lean back if you want, Lila,” Daddy’s deep voice rumbled behind me, calm and casual. “You can’t sit straight up for hours like that.”

Their cocks were obscene: thick as wrists, veined like twisted ropes, heads flared and leaking heavy, glowing precum that dripped in long sticky strands onto the floor with wet plops. Marcus screamed through the ring gag, but it came out as a wet gargle. The five demons circled Lila slowly, breathing heavy, sulfur and raw lust thick in the air. She stood there trembling, cum still leaking down her thighs from the first two, but her pussy was clenching visibly, hungry for more.

The moment our slick, heated pussy folds touched, I gasped loudly. We started moving together... slow at first, grinding our pussies against each other. The wet, slippery sensation was incredible. Our clits rubbed directly with every roll of our hips, sending sparks of pleasure through both of us. “Oh fuck…oh Fuck yes” I moaned, gripping her ass to pull her closer. Elena moaned too, her breasts bouncing as she moved faster. The sounds of our wet pussies sliding and rubbing together filled the room. It felt so intimate and filthy at the same time. Every time our clits pressed hard against each other, I shuddered with pleasure.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

Erika pushed her bum backwards into my lap and back on the bed, straddling me reverse cowgirl style, where she could exert her form of sexy control. Her back to me, she fingered her sensitive clit while opening and closing her knees. Like Audra's 'butterfly', Erika's version pulsed my cock with each cycle, bringing us back to the edge of the abyss, so close to cumming that one tiny wrong move would send us both crashing over the edge, collapsing into each other in a heaving, gasping pile of spasming flesh.

Your fingers trace forbidden roads, On my offered body, fragile and strange. Murmurs open like prayers, Trembling intoxication on the edge of the flesh. Shadow embraces shadow in fevered silence, Desire lights up with luminous bursts. In the deep night where our tears merge, Eroticism blooms, wild and soft. --- Chapter 1 — Confessions of a Desire Clémence

Now, everything was about ‘always’. Always and forever. **** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed Warren and Shay’s story, and catching up with all the ‘Dangerous Curves’ characters. ‘Extreme Curves’ (Dangerous Curves #7) is Ace and Spider/Liam’s story and it’s for sale here on GoodNovel. I'd also like to invite you to check out my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

“Never again. Never again. I promise you.” “We're forever, right, babe?” “Right.” Mirrie rested her hands on his bare chest, felt his heartbeat speed up under her fingertips. “Forever – and maybe even a bit longer.” **** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed Mac and Mirrie’s story, and catching up with all the ‘Dangerous Curves’ characters. ‘Secret Curves’ (Dangerous Curves #5), Curtis and Tessa’s story, is the next book and it’s available here on GoodNovel. I also invite you to check out my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

Her fingers grazed her breasts, teasing the hardened tips of her nupples before sliding lower, tracing down her stomach to the opening between her thighs. Damien’s breath caught. His trousers tightened painfully, the ache nearly unbearable. He wanted to just bang the door open and bend her over and fuck the living hell out of her body but it was against his work description. He has never felt this way for any model before,it was always posing,drawing and paying off. She gasped softly, her hand moving in slow circles, her legs quivering as she touched herself. Her reflection in the mirror revealed everything, her flushed face, her parted lips, the way her eyes fluttered shut as though she wer