Erotic Lit Online Novels & Stories

“Oh… your mouth… it’s so much better than I imagined.” Elise tasted her fully, licking deep before circling the sensitive clit with deliberate strokes. Daphne’s hips rolled in helpless rhythm. Her breaths came in ragged pleas. Elise slid two fingers inside tight, welcoming heat. She curled them slowly, stroking that spot that made Daphne’s back bow off the desk. “Yes… right there… please don’t stop…” Pressure built fast. Daphne’s thighs tightened around Elise’s shoulders. Her cries grew higher, more desperate.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

He licked her clit with a heavy, steady rhythm. "Uuh... Silas! Yes!" Elara cried out. She gripped his thick hair. The erotica of the hidden room was overwhelming. She was being licked by a giant in a dark hole in the wall. She felt her climax building fast. Silas did not stop. He used his tongue like a weapon, pushing her higher and higher. Elara’s legs shook, and she let out a long scream as she came for the first time that night. Silas was not finished. He was never finished. He reached for a jar of thick, sweet honey that was sitting by the candle. He poured the honey over Elara’s pussy and thighs. The honey was warm and sticky.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

He was huge, throbbing under her touch. She unzipped him, freeing his cock that was so long, veined, the head already glistening with precum. She stroked him firmly, twisting her wrist at the tip. "This is what you've been thinking about in my lectures, isn't it? Your cock getting hard while I talk about desire in literature." "Every fucking day," he admitted, voice rough. He shoved her skirt up to her waist, finding her soaked panties. Two thick fingers pushed the lace aside and plunged into her slick pussy, curling against that perfect spot inside her.

“More. Give me another. I need to feel full.” He added a second finger, pumping slowly at first, then faster, curling them to hit that perfect spot inside me. His mouth hovered at my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “You’re dripping down my wrist, Lila. You're such a greedy little cunt. You’ve been teasing me for weeks, parading around in silk and lace, grinding on my cock like a slut who needs to be fucked senseless.”

“Yeah, Jace, that’s good. Tease my ass. Eric, rub my clit. Rub it.” Eric rubbed her clit with one hand, and his other went to his hard-on. She loved watching Eric stroke himself while Jace filled her and dipped his fingertips into her ass. A single bead of pr**um glistened at the head of Eric’s dick. Unable to resist his offering, she lowered her head and licked it. Salty. Sweet. “Oh sweet heaven,” Eric gasped.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

The chrome cage shines in the dim light and Ted lets out a soft, muted laugh. “Someone’s clearly been a bad boy. Let’s show him how his wife is supposed to be fucked, Teddie. Show him how that thick cock can make her cream.” Your body trembles, your lust and want building as you watch his cock stretching her open with each deep stroke. You can hear your wife’s muffled moans, her tongue working across Cathy’s clit and picking up pace as her body starts to shake. Cathy reaches down and squeezes your wife’s hard nipples between her fingers.

Honestly, the only room in the house that was finished was the one he was using—the master bedroom. Behind the door, the girl continued to cry, and the sobs seemed to be amplified as they reached his ears. When he closed his eyes, his brain immediately found the memory of her flushed body tied to the bedpost - wide open, completely at his mercy. Eric sighed and straightened himself. Maybe he'll stop by the pub down the street and find an easygoing girl willing to help distract him from the girl behind the locked door. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed again as he strode across the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator door, he felt the cool moisture spread on his skin, so wonderful. Ever