Curvy Erotica Novels & Stories

I pressed her chest down against the cool wood, her black top riding up to reveal the smooth, trembling skin of her back . "Lean forward," I commanded, my voice a dark rasp that left no room for argument. She obeyed instantly, her palms flat against the desk. I reached for her jeans, unbuttoning them with trembling fingers and shoving them down past her hips along with her lace panties. She was soaking, her skin glistening, the scent of her arousal thick enough to taste in the back of my throat. I traced the wet line of her pussy opening with my thumb, feeling the way she pulsed against me, desperate for the friction.

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Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.

“Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?” “Not yet.” he gave me a sexy smirk. “Stroke faster, love. Harder.” I groaned, feeling my abdomen tighten as my fingers were coated with my creamy wetness. “Ugh, Remy... I…” But before I could finish that sentence, I felt my pussy tighten around my fingers and I came. My moans echoed off the walls as my body shivered in delight. “You naughty girl. I told you not to come yet, didn’t I?” I looked at Remy, whose face was contorted with pleasure. He was close too. His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand.

I curled them, hitting that spot I knew she loved, watching her kick and squirm. God, she was perfect. Every reaction was vocal. Every movement was a plea. Eva… Eva was a statue. Eva never reacted like this. Eva made me feel like sex was a chore on a to-do list. Olandria made me feel like a god. She made me feel like a man who was capable of destroying a woman with nothing but a touch. I watched her hungrily, my mouth diving back for her clit while I continued to finger her, adding a third finger to stretch her out.

I circled my swollen clit, gasping as the slick coated my fingers. “Fuck, girls…” Ari grinned, hopping onto the kitchen counter, spreading her legs wide. Her skirt bunched up, exposing her dripping folds. “Come here, Yara. Let’s scissor; get that pussy rubbing mine.” I climbed up, our legs intertwining, wet cunts pressed together in hot, slippery friction. We ground hard, clits bumping as our juices mixed into obscene squelches. “Oh shit, yes,” I moaned, rolling my hips as waves of pleasure built.

"Most males won't even look at you, but me? I like curvy girls, always have." His thumb forced between my lips and something bitter smeared across my tongue, and I spat, but it was already dissolving down my throat. "What did you give me?" My voice shook. "Garrett, what was that?" "Something to help you relax." Heat exploded low in my belly and spread fast, racing under my skin and turning my blood to fire, and my legs buckled. He drugged me. The Beta's son actually drugged me. Sable snarled. Bite him!

Pressure coiled tight and merciless low in my belly. “Oh fuck—Lucian—I feel so weird—” The words tumbled out of me, half sob, half prayer. “Come for me, baby,” he murmured against me, the vibration of his voice alone enough to make me clench. Then his mouth returned, relentless, and one of his hands slid up to press firmly against my lower belly, holding me in place as he sucked and licked and drove me higher. “Fuck—yes—right there—ahhhh—”

I curled them and kept sucking until her thighs started shaking around my head. Then she pushed me onto my back and returned the favor. Lila’s mouth was greedy. She licked me open with long, messy strokes, then sucked hard on my clit while two fingers pumped inside me. I moaned freely, hips rolling against her face. We kept switching, her on top of me, then me on top of her, taking turns eating each other like we couldn’t get enough. Every time I went down on her, I tasted more of Theo’s cum leaking out. Every time she went down on me, she moaned like she loved how wet I’d gotten from listening to them.

My cuffed hands twisted uselessly behind my back, the metal cold against my skin. “Fuck!” He growled behind me like an animal, “What a tight little cunt you got.” He pulled back slowly, his cock sliding out, rubbing deliciously against my clit. I felt so weird and empty, and needed to be full again. So, I pushed my hips back desperately, chasing it… chasing his thickness… chasing him. He let out another low, dark chuckle. “You really are a slut. You want this cock?” I nodded desperately. “I need it.”