Erotic Essays Novels & Stories

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

She was on her knees in the study, those big doe eyes looking up at me as she took my cock deeper into her throat. I woke up leaking precum, sheets ruined. No other woman compares. I’ve fucked a few since she left—cold, empty encounters—but they all pale. I want her innocence corrupted by me. Want to teach her how to ride a man’s face until she floods my tongue. Want to fill her womb with load after load until she’s marked as mine forever. Her nipples tightened against the lace of her bra. Elena shifted in the chair, one hand unconsciously drifting to the hem of her sundress. The silk whispered against her thighs as she read on, the journal detailing fantasies that grew darker and more posse

Ryder wasn't just using his tongue, he was conducting a symphony of filth against her nerve endings. They were buried deep under the thick, weighted duvet, a private cavern that smelled of sweat, salt, and the heavy, metallic musk of her own relentless arousal. The heat was stifling, the oxygen thin, but Ruth-Ann didn't care. She felt like a goddess atop a throne of sin, her body vibrating with a raw, electric hunger that five hours of climaxing hadn't even begun to sate.

Watching Samson and Faro chatting with each other under their breath, I narrowed my eyes, curious about what they were discussing, but Eros stuck his face in front of mine and said, “Let's go shopping for stuff.” “I don't have any money, Eros. I didn't get a paycheck for working at your penthouse,” I explained and he snorted in laughter. Shaking his head he eyed me oddly and said, “I will buy you whatever you need.” “Then I will need some feminine items because I will be getting my aunt flo eventually,” I murmured as my cheeks turned pink. Feeling his hand on my leg I peeked up at him. “You don't have to be embarrassed about your monthly courses, Tess. I'm very familiar with the female anato

Hearing my own words in his mouth made me ache. “Did writing that make your pussy wet, Evelyn?” he asked casually, as if discussing the weather. Heat flooded my face, but I didn’t look away. “Yes, Professor. It did.” He smiled darkly. “Good. Because I don’t tolerate masks in here. Not from you.” He set the essay down and moved closer again, backing me gently against the edge of the desk. His body heat enveloped me. “You transferred across the state just to sit in my classroom and get fucked with my words. Tell me I’m wrong.”

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

Many of the people who wrote the articles and that sent in letters also included pictures, and one picture I particularly liked was of three couples daisy chained in oral sex, everyone sucking on someone else. I must have fallen asleep, because I woke up to the sensation of my nipple being pinched. I had been having an erotic dream and didn't realize that it wasn't part of my dream. Opening my eyes I saw that Vicky was smiling at me. "Nice nap?" She inquired. "Yeah, I guess so," I said, stretching. "Did you enjoy the magazine?" Vicky asked, nodding towards it. "It's really interesting," I said. "What do you think of the idea, though?" Vicky asked. "Does it excite you or do you think it's wro

Unknown- “Uhh..Oh Goddess, yes!” my pants were ragged. Every time we fucked, he always managed to bring me to my knees. He had complete control over me. “Uhh…Eric!” I couldn’t help but yell his name. Oh God, this man did things to me. My body was a prisoner to his touch. “Louder,” he grunts in my ear and I obey. “Louder!” he commands me and I yell his name as my orgasm takes over me. I fall to my knees as my legs give in, my hands holding onto the tree for dear life. Eric steps away from behind me and I can hear the buckle of his belt as he gets dressed. I desperately try to cover my bare bottom with my panties as I hear his soft scoff. He lunges at me and picks me up roughly push

she whispered, her voice low and filthy, “grading papers with his elbow on our cum. I bet he’d smell us the second he leans in, our hot little pussy mess all over his nice clean desk. Wonder if it’ll make him hard.” My cunt clenched at that thought. Fresh heat bloomed even though I had just come undone. The idea of it; Mr Hudson breathing in the evidence of what we’d done right where he lectured felt intoxicating. I could picture him pausing mid sentence in his class, his nose flaring, confused then aroused, not knowing exactly why his cock twitched at the faint, lingering musk of two girls who’d fucked each other senseless in his territory. We hurriedly wiped the desk(leaving just enough st