Eroitic Stories Novels & Stories

I used to shrug it off, but one day, I waltzed into the apartment he and Eric shared and I got a glimpse of him naked. He was standing there stark naked and my eyes zoned in on his huge cock. We laughed the moment off, but I have never been the same ever since. How could I? The sight of his thick veiny cock, droplets of water from the shower he just had running down his body. I get wet just thinking about that day, I would touch myself sometimes imagining it was my juices running down his body that day.

Another part — the dangerous part — wondered what would happen when he finally figured it out. Because there was no hiding it much longer. No turning back. Not anymore. End of story 1

I smile at my daughter and say, “Over medium, please.” Then she looks at Gabriel, fighting a smile. “Can you eat better than you can dance?” The girls erupt into laughter, and Gabriel holds his hands up in defeat. “Look at it this way, ladies: I gave you a great story.” Britanya looks between me and Gabriel and winks. “Doesn’t seem like the story’s over.”

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

Over the next few days, the wind sweeping through Sicily carried the chill of early spring. It cut through layers of clothing and seeped straight into your bones. I stood on the top floor of an abandoned factory, wind rushing through the broken windows. From somewhere below, the dull sounds of fists and kicks echoed faintly through the empty structure. Paolo held out a cigarette to me. I lifted my hand and pushed it away. “No. Mark doesn’t like it when I smoke.”

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

Yeah, he had told his friend about his ‘experience’ with his student yesterday. “He was so weird yesterday, Dam. He didn’t believe in what I said and just left me like that.” He could hear his best friend sigh heavily. “You are the one who’s being weird,” the doctor commented. “How could you forcefully grab your student to your house like that? You look like a pedophile by doing that. No wonder he was scared and left you.” René scowled at the older friend. He knew that he was weird yesterday, and he didn’t need to hear someone emphasized the word for him.

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.