Erotic Lit Online Novels & Stories

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.

Sarah’s legs were now spread wide open, and she was not physically capable of closing them. Her pussy was lewdly hanging open from her new position, and the man between her legs needed no further invitation. His tongue darted inside her depths, obscenely licking up the mess that was buried inside her cunt. The stimulation was driving her wild, causing her to produce ever greater amounts of cream for her tormentor. Her hips were bucking with the little mobility she had left, pressing her wet hole into the man’s face.

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

"Come taste what’s gonna ruin you." I slid off the table, knees hitting the rug, my mouth watering as I faced his massive cock. It was even more intimidating up close, the ridges pulsing, the head slick and demanding. I licked my lips, meeting his burning gaze. "Show me how you like it," I said, bold despite my trembling hands. His laugh was dark, approving. "Oh, Lila, you’re gonna be my favorite sin." He guided my head forward, and I opened my mouth, ready to worship the demon I’d summoned.

Of course, on the dark web. Lexi could feel an overwhelming sexual energy floating in the air. She noticed most were coming from Reed and his sassy girl, and that annoyed her for some unspeakable reason. Furiously, she pushed Light’s pulsing cock inside her pussy and latched her sharp claws on the walls, then began to bounce on him. “Are you fucking me because you had to?” Lexi asked the moment she realized that Light’s eyes were tightly shut. “No, I’m fucking you because I want to,” he replied with a low grunt.

One hand fisted in her hair, the other reaching under to rub her oversensitive clit. “Come again,” he growled. “I want to feel you milk me.” She did—sobbing into the sheets, squirting hard around him. Only then did he let go—pulling out to paint hot stripes across her ass and back while Jade watched with hooded eyes, fingers lazily circling her own clit. They collapsed in a tangle of limbs, sweat-slick and breathless. After a moment, Jade kissed Lila softly, tasting herself on her lips.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

No mistaking what it was. Her body ground against him, every move of her hips rubbing over his hardness. Heat surged through her veins. And then it hit her—his scent. That same scent from earlier. Her eyes snapped open. It’s him! The guy at the counter! Her body burned hotter with that realization. Wetness pooled between her thighs. Flashes of his veiny hand skimming her curves made her bite back a moan. She pushed harder against him, rolling her hips until he groaned into her ear.

But the master bedroom , Alora’s pristine, luxurious bed was where the real intensity hit. That night, Derick laid me down on her silk sheets and spent hours claiming me. He tied my wrists to the headboard with his belt, fucked me slow and deep until I was begging, then harder, pounding me into the mattress with raw, possessive strokes. He marked my breasts and inner thighs with bruising sucks and bites. He made me say it out loud while I came: “I’m your whore, Derick… I belong to you, not her.” I came so many times I lost count, my voice hoarse, body trembling with exhaustion and overwhelming pleasure. Guilt still flickered somewhere deep inside me, but it was drowned out by raw, addictive