Erotci Stories Novels & Stories

OCTAVIA’S POV After what occured in the kitchen that day, I made sure to avoid Romania as much as I could. But I couldn't deny the fact that his earlier words made me wet. It was forbidden to admit, but that was the truth. I have never felt like that in my whole life and not even Bernie could make me wet with just his words. If his words could make me wet, then what about his actions? My mind was wandering into the depth of deception and temptation, but I won't let myself go astray, to fall into temptation.

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

Joshua went over the edge at least three times before his dick finally went soft. However, that didn't measure up to Cynthia; he lost count of the numbers of times she went over the edge after her fifth orgasm. After their 6th round, they sat on the couch sharing a bottle of wine and basking in the afterglow of their orgasm, appearing as though they might have been a joyful couple. Suddenly, Cynthia broke the silence. "If you had been fucking me this way while we were dating, I would have quit stripping. I wouldn't have allowed any other man to touch me." She said, staring into her wine glass with a faraway look on her face.

Proceed only if you consent to dark, unrestrained erotic fiction ---- My name is Vespera Eric, and I have spent every one of my twenty-one years knowing exactly how this night would end. I wasn’t supposed to be an omega. Or at least, that’s what the elders whispered when I presented as one last spring. My scent was said to be as sweet as night- blooming jasmine and warm honey. It was the kind that made every unmated alpha stop in their tracks and every other omega despite me Before that I was just Vespera, the quiet beta girl who helped her mother tend the herb gardens. Basically I was a nobody before last spring. However I was untouched. Completely. No boy had ever kissed me. No fingers but

Why talk when I aim to orgasm? For the third time, he asked once again, "Who does this body belong to, Cirila?" I didn't say a word, but it was accompanied by a hard bang. I couldn't resist as I cried out, tears streaming through my eyes mixed with so much pleasure. "You," my voice shook, losing its usual steady connection. I kept quiet while staring at him before he went harder. He kept rolling his dick in me until it got buried.

Rico asked, squeezing her cheeks. Emma shook her head, biting her lip. “No… but I want to.” Lena and the other girls settled on the couch near the bed, watching eagerly with fresh drinks in hand. Jax guided his thick cock back inside her soaked pussy. Emma sank down slowly, moaning as he filled her again. The stretch was still intense, still perfect. She started riding him, rolling her hips in deep circles. Rico knelt behind her. He spread her ass cheeks and dragged his tongue over her tight hole.

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

I’ve been jerking for almost twenty minutes already but I can’t cum. I closed my eyes and lay on my bed, jacking myself as I think about Erica. I imagine her in between my legs, sucking my seven inches cock, while I lick her pussy. Our moans would flick around my room and I would record it so that I could watch it whenever I’m horny. “Fuck you, Erica!” I cursed so loud as I reached the heaven of my life. My cum splashed to my abdomen, some of it even went to my face. Fuck.

Unhh," she grunted. Rick immediately lifted her a little and dropped her again on his shaft. Burying it to her womb. Then again, and again. Moments later, Terri was assisting him by raising and lowering herself on the red meaty pole. A couple of strokes later, Terri's fingers strayed to her clit and she began rubbing the stiffened little knob. "God, Ricky you're a stud, a fucking horse." "Mom, I'm going to cum. I'm going to shoot. I'm going to shoot."

Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try. She surprised me with what she did next. She held her hand up in front of my face. Then she lowered it between her legs and caressed herself. When she brought it back to my face, it was dripping with the honey that had lain in wait behind her lips. The smell of that sweet nectar shattered my resolve. I took her wrist in mine and began to lick the juices from her hand. My arousal went from mostly hard to rock solid with one taste. I was lost to reason -- she would be mine.