Erotic Litature Novels & Stories

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

Fucking hell. I start moving slow at first, and then soon, I pick up the pace as I bounce hard, ass slapping against her thighs, lost in the wet heat and her constant stream of praise and filth. “Fuck, look at that greedy pussy swallowing me. So shy in the world, but such a desperate little cum-slut for your succubus.” Lira’s voice is low, wanton in a way that makes me want to cum right there and then. My nipples feel tight, hard, and when she rubs her tail against it, I feel like my heart is going to force its way out through my throat.

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.

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

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.

Then I opened my legs wider for him, resisting the overwhelming urge to close them. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, voice low and rough. My face burned with humiliation, but I obeyed again. My fingers moved between my folds, smearing my abundant juices around my swollen clit. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. “Open your eyes,” he snapped. “And do not hide your moans.” I obeyed, releasing my bitten lip as I circled my clit faster. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped me despite my best efforts. The wet sounds of my fingers filled the room, making everything feel even more degrading.

“Damien…” “Shh,” he whispered against her ear. His breath was hot. “You’ve been squirming since you sat down. This needy little clit needs to come, doesn’t it?” She nodded frantically. Her hips rocked forward into his hand. His fingers moved faster, sliding through her wetness, circling her clit, then dipping lower to push two fingers inside her. She was so wet they sank into the knuckles with no resistance and her walls clenched around him. “Fuck, you’re dripping,” he murmured

Despite her words, her hips were moving desperately against my hand. "And I'm supposed to learn literature, not bury my face between your big tits and finger-fuck you until you scream but look where we are." I pulled out my fingers abruptly, making her whimper at the sudden emptiness before slamming them back in at an animalistic pace. Her back arched off the desk as she came hard around my fingers, her juices coating my hand completely. I continued to finger her, allowing her to come down from bed high before I pulled out immediately, bringing my fingers to her mouth before she could protest. "Suck," I commanded, pressing my wet fingers against her lips.