Erotic Lesbian Short Stories Novels & Stories

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BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

‘Until him, sex for me had been all clumsy boys, a lot of heavy breathing, inexperienced penises, premature ejaculation and crushed breasts,’ Karen said, her inner core tingling and moistening as she watched this brazen foreplay. Had Tony and Armina been lovers? Hot images of them fucking right there in the middle of the restaurant ripped through her mind. Or in the sanctum, perhaps? Maybe he had shown Armina the cartoons, sharing an upsurge of excitement leading to coition? ‘I know. Been there. Done that. It’s enough to turn a girl lesbian.’ Armina, cool as a mountain stream, wriggied her toes against Tony’s cock and then withdrew them. ‘Even is she wasn’t already inclined that way,’ Tony p

It was a raw, wet mess of sex. Splosh. Slap. Splosh. "We are going to shift your womb as a team!" Leo shouted after he pulled his cock out of her mouth. The men began to change places. They moved like a dance. One man would pull out, and another would push in. Lily was never empty. She was constantly being filled by a new, massive cock. She felt the different shapes—the length of Kai, the width of Zane, the power of Jax. She felt her womb being pushed back and forth. She felt like her insides were being melted by the hot water and the hot men. The erotica was so loud. The sound of the bubbles and their heavy breathing filled the night.

Lightning flashed, illuminating them both: Elena tall and feral, cock jutting obscene and proud; Liana bent over, dripping rain and arousal in equal measure. Elena didn’t use lube. She didn’t need to. One brutal thrust and she buried herself to the hilt. Liana screamed, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the slick marble. Elena gripped her hips hard enough to bruise and set a punishing rhythm, every stroke slamming Liana’s thighs into the edge of the island. “You think you own me?” Elena snarled between thrusts. “You think you get to show up here and demand anything?” “No,” Liana gasped. “Fuck, no, I just—”

Rachel on her knees, then Elias’s fingers deep inside her, curling and rubbing until she fell apart. Her hand slipped between her legs again,she came once more in the dark, whispering “I hate you” over and over, even as her body shook with pleasure.

She should forget about her embarrassment. She lifted one leg and slung it over his shoulder as she clung even harder to his neck so that she would not fall. She saw the sudden change in his expression. His eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at her. Does the man still feel lust even if he is no longer erected? She inadvertently moaned when his hand caressed her raised thigh. The warmth of his palms on her skin was making her feel hot. She didn't expect him to kiss her thigh.

Her scent was intoxicating—sweet and musky. “Kiss it,” she instructed, her voice low. “Soft kisses up my thighs… then on my pussy lips. No tongue yet.” I followed her words exactly, pressing trembling lips to her inner thighs, then higher, kissing along her slick outer lips. She sighed happily, running her fingers through my hair again. “Good boy. Now use your tongue. Lick me slowly… explore every fold. Find my clit and circle it.” I dragged my tongue along her slit, tasting her for the first time. She was so wet. I licked deeper, then found the swollen nub at the top and circled it gently. Elara moaned, her thighs twitching around my head.