Erotic Fantasy Stories Novels & Stories

Destiny closed her eyes ready for a much needed sleep when Carter kissed her again and whispered into her ear, "You are incredible." Destiny's eyes flew open. THE END. ******* NB: As stated in the synopsis, this book contains other compilation of steamy erotic stories ever written and compiled in one collection! The very idea makes your mouth water, and that delicious feeling jolts down between your legs. These stories feature all the lusty, explicit action you could ever hope for. Every Dream of yours is sure to come to life in this electric compilation of erotic shorts. Read and enjoy...

EMMA The walk up the stairs felt like a fever dream. My legs were still shaky from the two massive orgasms Sarah had ripped out of me downstairs, and my inner thighs were slick with a mixture of my own juices and her saliva. Jake’s cum had dried in streaks on my skin, but my pussy was already throbbing again, aching to be filled. Sarah led us by the hand—her full, naked body glowing under the hallway light, heavy tits bouncing with every step, ass jiggling enticingly. Jake followed close behind, his thick cock still rock-hard and bouncing, glistening from fucking Sarah’s cunt.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”

His thrusts were so hard and deep that they made my tits bounce, the sound of our flesh slapping filled the room and Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, his fingers toyed with my nipples, twisting and pinching them. His large hands came down as a hard slap and I bit the gag feeling myself getting wetter from the pain. He turned the vibrator back on and pressed it against my clit, switching the speed from fast to slow, teasing me mercilessly. “You’re such a dirty little slut, Maggie,” he growled, thrusting harder. “Begging a stranger for cock at a party. Now you’re getting exactly what you asked for. I’m going to fill this greedy pussy up. Breed you like the desperate whore you are.”

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

It took almost three hours of typing and his encouragement until I had fully unloaded my crappy life onto his shoulders. As he started to tell me more about himself, I found that he was a 55-year-old man who lived about five hundred miles away from me and had led a not dissimilar life. He had been married and divorced twice, and his current wife was not sexual at all. He had been using the chat room as an outlet for his sexual frustrations for two years now and occasionally wrote erotic stories for an online site. All his stories were about his fantasies of having sex with another man, although he claimed he had only tried it twice—neither time was all that satisfying. I asked him to direct

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

I let out a loud, choked-off cry. He started a brutal, fast pace. The desk was hitting the wall—thud, thud, thud. Every time he slammed into me, I felt a wave of shared heat explode in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could bite his shoulder. I wanted to mark him. I wanted everyone to know he belonged to me. The erotica of the moment was overwhelming. We were two people who should not be together, doing things that were forbidden. The risk of being caught made it even hotter. I could feel him clenching, his muscles getting hard as he pushed deeper and faster.

“Use me. Fill me up. Make me yours one last time.” I flipped the fantasy. I bent her over the pillows, ass up, face buried in the sheets, and slammed back in. The memory of her ass taking me earlier was so vivid I could almost feel the tight heat again, the way she’d whimpered and pushed back for more, begging for it rougher. My hand sped up, stroking faster, twisting at the head, thumb swiping over the slit. I inhaled her scent again, deeper this time, and groaned low, my hips jerking up into my fist.