Erasermic X Reader Novels & Stories

aka Eros’s story is now available for FREE (for now, only for Beta Readers — if you go and find it as soon as this chapter is published) here on Good Novel. This author will update it until Chapter 15 (maybe 20, if he can persuade his Editor) then a few days later, as usual, Chapter 6 onwards would need to be unlocked by Coins. So if you want to read it while it is free, don’t wait until last minute before adding the book to your Library and read it as soon as each chapter is published. since it is currently free, it is not available via Application (you will not be able to find it) so you must add it to your Library via Web Browser: https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/31000268145/Mafia/Lone

Chapter 3: The Nerd's moan The nerdy girl stood frozen in the doorway, her glasses slipping down her nose, her assignment papers trembling in her hands. Her eyes were huge behind the lenses as she stared at me bent over Harlan’s desk with his thick cock still buried deep inside my dripping pussy. She let out a tiny squeak, spun on her heels, and bolted. The door slammed shut behind her. I looked back over my shoulder at Harlan, my walls still fluttering around him. “Don’t stop,” I whispered, pushing my ass back against him. “I know her. She’s harmless. I’ll handle it. Just keep fucking me.”

"Alone at Last" TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. " Xavier's POV " For months she had been my obsession.

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.

] 'Hem, not bad. [Good riddance, so you can update a new chapter tonight.] 'Basic readers not have a morals.' reply Erika with emoticons laugh. Reply emoticons similar given by the accounts anonymous. Talk them through the chat takes a couple of minutes. The discussion of their random not focused with the novel course. before the end there are interrupting their preoccupation. "Erika?" call a person in front of Erika. Erika turned his gaze from the phone and looked up to see who was in front of him. "Sir Allan." said Erika don't believe will see Allan in that place.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

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“I can read this all day, can't wait for more.” “You made me cum nonstop while reading this… it's so filthy and I love it.” “I definitely need more of this.” My book had never received this kind of reaction. Readers were losing their minds. The chapter I wrote after my last intense session with Elias had gone viral in my community. For the first time, I felt like a real erotic author. I drove to Elias’s studio that evening with my heart racing and a bottle of expensive champagne in my hand. When he opened the door, I didn’t even let him speak. I kissed him hard, pushing him backward into the studio.