Erotic Girlfriend Stories Novels & Stories

My voice was shaky as I spoke. I saw her smiling before she finally spoke, I black eyes were shining with something I couldn't quite name. No… the opposite of what I was wanting to hear from her… your writing was loving and powerful. I love your story because I love erotic stories myself and I'd like to talk more about it with you. “So are you free this weekend Come to my place Sunday at eight.” I felt my heartbeat increase is it the test that I don't want her to give me that she wants to give me in her house? Or is it something else? I asked myself.

He continued rubbing the back of my hand and dried it with the tissue. "Stop acting like.." before I could complete he cut me off saying," You didn't understand me when said that be my girlfriend. Did you? No worries I'll tell you. " He pulled me closer with his eyes on my lips and fingers lightly brushing my bare back, "It means you belong to me and only I can see you, touch you and," He came closer with his lips almost touching my ears and continued," taste you." His words should have infuriated me but they were turning me on. I need to think straight and compose myself.

I’m a trembling, dripping mess — skirt bunched around my waist, top pulled down, heavy tits bouncing with every shallow thrust he gives me while staying buried to the hilt. “You’re such a filthy little bus slut,” the girl whispers hotly against my lips, her fingers pinching my swollen nipples. “Cumming so hard on a stranger’s cock while I ride your face. Look at him — he’s obsessed with your tits.” The guy groans, eyes locked on my jiggling breasts as he starts fucking me again — slow, deep, powerful strokes that drag every thick inch along my sensitive walls. “These tits are fucking perfect,” he growls, leaning down to suck one hard nipple into his mouth while pounding me. His teeth graze t

That tall girl with heavy tits spilling out of her tiny tank top leaned right into Eric, pressing her body against his side, sniffing along his neck like a bitch in heat while her hand rubbed slowly and greedily over his chest, his fingers slipping under his shirt to tease his skin. Eric didn’t push her away, just stood there detached as ever, but I felt his body tense behind me. They all started yelling suggestions until they landed on erotic truth or dare, laughs and filthy promises flying around as they pulled couches and chairs into a messy circle. The girl next to Eric kept whispering shit in his ear, her hand sliding lower toward his cock while she rubbed her thigh against him. My hea

It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied. Sliding my ankle length skirt to my hips, I could clearly see my burgundy lace panties were soaked through from my earlier encounter with those nitwits. Clit so puffy it pushed against the lace fabric. Mark, my boyfriend, probably had dinner ready,wondering why I was always back home so late. I opened the book to the last page I stopped. The female lead was on her knees, mouth stretched around a steely black pipe while the second guy fingered her open with four fingers, preparing her for double penetration

‎Austin's POV ‎I've been wanting to bang my girlfriend's mom crazily ever since the day I saw her naked while masturbating, thrusting a big fat dildo in and out of her juicy pussy. Her boobs were round and firm even though she's in her late 40's. ‎My girlfriend Juliet, is a very good girl, but too lazy in bed. She wouldn't give me the sex styles I want, always complaining that she's tired, and she doesn't last, always cummin too quickly, when I'm not even half satisfied yet.

It’s sexy as hell. Call me vanilla girl all you want, but I love missionary. I love the feeling of his skin against mine when he thrusts into me. I love his breath on my neck when he explores my insides. I love sloppy and deep kisses while he strokes my insides. I love wrapping my arms around him and pulling him tight against my chest while feeling his cock in me. I love threading my fingers in his hair while he rests his head on my shoulder and still thrusting into me. That, to me, is the best feeling ever.

My tongue slid into his mouth while I rolled my hips in a slow circle, grinding my soaked heat right on his cock. I felt him twitch under me immediately. “Fuck… Cassie, stop,” he groaned against my lips, hands coming up to my waist like he wanted to push me off. “It’s bad enough that i fucked my business partner’s daughter last night. I can't do it again…. I can’t—” I kissed him harder, grinding down harder, feeling his cock start to swell and thicken under me. “You already did it once,” I whispered, biting his bottom lip. “And you liked it. I felt how hard you came inside me. Don’t lie to me, Ryan.”

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

Who was my girlfriend? “My girlfriend?” I repeated. The words felt strange in my mouth. My eyes moved to where Erica was standing. “Did she tell you she is my girlfriend?” “I know she is,” she responded. “I saw you two fucking.” “Ha.” The sound came out of me like I had been punched in the stomach. “So.” I stopped talking and stared at Erica. She was shaking like a leaf in the wind. I knew she had been calling herself my girlfriend when I wasn’t around. “Because I fuck her means she is my girlfriend?”