Eritic Short Stories Novels & Stories

My tits bounced in my top and he pulled it down, sucking on my nipples while I fucked him. “Yeah… just like that,” I whispered. I rode him harder, the wet disgusting sounds of my pussy taking his dick filling the quiet library corner. I was still full of Jake’s cum and it made everything extra slippery. Ethan noticed. “You’re dripping everywhere… did you already get fucked today?” I didn’t answer. I just rode him faster, grinding my clit on him. It felt dirty and good. He grabbed my soft ass hard and started thrusting up, meeting me. The chair was shaking now.

**Author’s Note** This book is a pure work of fiction—erotica written for adult readers only. The content is dark, explicit, and intentionally transgressive. It explores scenarios that are illegal, immoral, and deeply harmful if taken outside the page. Nothing in these stories should ever be practiced, imitated, or treated as fantasy that belongs in real life. If the material conflicts with your conscience, morals, values, or personal boundaries, **stop reading now**. Skip this book entirely. Do not continue out of curiosity or because you feel obligated to finish what you started.

Mainly just disputes between herds. As Eli moves in and out of me, I'm ready to explode. He still causes the same sparks and excitement he did when we first met. I melt into a puddle under him when I look into his grey eyes. As we reach our climax, he leans down to kiss me. No matter if you feel like you're the ugly duckling in a pond of swans or, in my case, the plain deer in a field of stallions, you control your destiny. Don't let anyone tell you you can't do something because of your size and who you are. We're all equal, even when others try to tell us otherwise. The End

Without really thinking, I stood and made my way over. The flames crackled between us, the heat brushing against my skin as I sat down across from him. "You’re not much of a storyteller like Evelyn, are you?" I said softly, hoping to break the silence. Eric’s lips tugged into a faint smirk. "I don't have stories like hers." I tilted my head. "Everyone has a story." For a moment, he didn’t answer. His gaze stayed locked on the fire, watching the embers rise and vanish into the night sky.

I said with a smile, she tried to push me away but her arms fell to the side because she was weak, this made me laugh out loud, “ Bitch!” I said, giving her a smack on her pussy. “ Oh.” She let out a moan, falling over. Eric just watched, he didn't look interested. He wiped the cap of his dick that had cum on it, his dick went back up as he was still hard with precum glistening the cap. He knelt down, pushing her legs aside as he pressed the tip by her pussy entrance then he rammed into her walls, “ Ohhhh.” She screamed, jerking from her unconscious stage as she looked at the both of us,

EPISODE FIFTY FIVE THEME: The little mermen IN THE MIDNIGHT Eretia dreamed she was by the beach. She saw a little boy crying by the sea shore with his legs in the sea. She ran towards him thinking he wanted to drown himself. "Hey little boy, come out of the sea. It is dangerous to be in it." Eretia tried to caution him. The little boy looked at her. "I am not trying to drown myself in it. Help me, my people are in trouble." He replied.

Eriwan sighed in his long breath for a little while again. “Any stories you’d like to share with us?” asked Rendy Pluto sipping his watermelon juice. Eriwan sat down. He then hummed and chanted the complete story to Pierre Zhaopardy and Rendy Pluto Milos. Both of them were definitely startled and astonished. They were also angry and upset at the same time. “Do you agree to sleep with him one night? Oh no… What will happen to Erito then, if he finds out about this?” Pierre Zhaopardy opened his eyes and mouth immensely widely.

*Flashback* "It is tasty right?" Asked Iman, as she stuffed his mouth with sweet that she made. "Hmm, it is." Mouth still full of sweet, Dabir replied, and picked another piece from her tiffin box. "Why did you make this? Obviously not for me." He asked, still relishing the sweet.

She peeled away from me, blowing a kiss, and dove into the sea of dancers. Jessica moved like a fucking slut in heat, her body undulating to the heavy beat, tits bouncing as she threw her head back. She zeroed in on a group of black men near the edge of the floor, sidling up to the first one a lean guy with dreads and started grinding her ass against his crotch.

My cock was still rock hard, my chest covered in their cum, my face still sticky from earlier. “We’ll be back in an hour. Maybe with more guys next time.”, Elliot whispered in my ear, biting on the lobe as he pulled back.