Erotic Boy Stories Novels & Stories

The room smelled like sex, the couch creaking under us, and I never wanted it to end. He pulled out of me, his hand pumping his cock fast until thick streams of cum shot onto my breasts. I moaned loud as the hot, sticky liquid splashed across my skin, dripping down my nipples and onto my stomach. My chest heaved, the warmth of his cum making my skin tingle. “Stand up and suck Daddy like a good girl,” he said, his voice rough, stroking his still-hard penis in front of me.

I rocked against their hands desperately, my body betraying how much I fucking loved how they were touching me. Eldric pulled out suddenly and slapped my face with his cock. "Enough, Thorne, take her. I want to see her ride you while she sucks me", he said. Lucien removed his fingers from my needy clit and Thorne withdrew his fingers leaving me aching for his cock. Thorne sat at the edge of the bed leaning against the bedpost with his legs spread. "Come", he said curtly as his hands gripped my waist, dragged me towards him with my back to his chest.

He sent her the mail, and barely two minutes later, she replied with all the excited emojis in the world. Ted chuckled, turned off his computer to get ready for the night. The reason why most girls wanted to hook up with the predator so bad aside from the fact that he had a huge dick, was that he made the dirtiest of their fantasies come true. For Sue Mary Kay, her dirtiest fantasy was getting fucked by an unknown stranger. The girl had been obsessed with stalker romance books growing up and wanted one so bad, the only thing that could get her to cum was getting fucked in the dark by a man she did not know who treated her like a whore.

Jace felt strangely turned on by Toussaint being all dirty and filthy with words and all he could do was let the moans escape his lips as Toussaint marked every other part of his body. “I’m coming!” Jace screamed as he felt the familiarly strong wave of orgasm hit him. “Fuckk I’m gonna cum!” Toussaint picked the pace once again, his grip tightening on Jace’s shoulder as he pounded into him harder than ever. “Cum for me baby!” Toussaint grunted. An unfamiliar wave of shock and euphoria claimed Jace, stars exploding behind his eyes as he convulsed slightly under Toussaint. A mind-shattering orgasm claimed Jace as thick white ropes of cum shot out rope after rope, coating his belly until his ba

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

His cock keeps pounding me violent, hitting spots inside that make my eyes roll back. "Bite me again," I beg him. He bites my neck harder this time, then licks the spot. His fingers rub my clit while he spreads my pussy more. "Come on my cock," he commands. "Do it now, slut." I feel the pleasure building fast. My moans get louder as he slams in and out. Sweat drips down my stomach and his. Our bodies slide against each other from all the sweat. "I'm close," I tell him. "Keep fucking me like that."

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

Pete groaned as William grabbed the nape of his neck and stared lustfully into his eyes. “You hear me? This hole belongs to me now.” “Yes—yes! Yours—fuck—yours!” William moaned. The bathroom was filled with the slick sound of skin against skin, muffled groans and their heavy breathing. Pete reached and grabbed William’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts, fast and rough. “Come for me,” Pete growled. “Do it, ballet boy.” And William did. Biting his forearm to keep from screaming, his body convulsing around Pete’s cock so tight it nearly dragged Pete over the edge with him.

They're about exploring the depths of emotion, the complexities of desires, and the power of attraction. In each tale, you'll find characters who struggle with their desires, wrestle with their fears, and ultimately surrender to the irresistible pull of love and passion. It's my hope that as you read, you'll not only be swept away by the steamy scenes but also find moments of reflection and connection. So, dear reader, I invite you to immerse yourself fully in these stories. Let yourself be carried away by the romance, the passion, and the longing. And remember, beneath the fiery heat of desire, there beats a heart that craves love, understanding, and connection.

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."