Erotic Litt Novels & Stories

“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.

The friction on her clit felt so good she almost came right there. Professor Kane broke the kiss and looked down at her. His eyes were dark with lust. “Sit on the desk.” Sara did as he said, hopping up so her ass rested on the wooden surface. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and hooked his fingers into her panties. He pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside. Now she was bare in front of him. Cool air hit her hot, wet pussy, making her shiver. He dropped to his knees between her spread thighs. Sara’s heart raced. She looked down and watched as he leaned in. His breath brushed over her sensitive skin first, warm and teasing. Then his tongue licked a long, slow stripe from her entran

Eric said as he pinned Rita to the wall again, inhaling her sweet fragrance. “What do you say? You and I.. shall we make some babies? You had always wanted to have my babies,” he said, pushing himself against her roughly. Rita felt anger flare up in her heart. She was very much aware of the hard thing poking her stomach but instead of the tingles she felt with Chris, she was utterly disgusted. ‘What the hell did I see in this guy?’ She thought in her head as she raised her knee, hitting Eric’s crotch without warning.

The free swing of her breasts added extra zest to her state of excitement— especially when Dina took a moment to play with them, making her nipples spark with want. Lorraine lay down with her knees up, her feet planted on the vinyl cushion, and her clitty on fire. A heartbeat later, Dr. Melling’s erogenous ass hovered above her face. She clasped the divine, sensitive cheeks, and pulled Dina into a sitting position. She felt the sizzle between her own legs as she began to lick the sweet furrow— Dina’s perfectly poised slit. Her ears went erect when she heard a sigh as crisp as the abandoned notebook: the

But I decided that perhaps I didn't know everything about Michael, especially his sexual likes and dislikes, so after he left for school the next morning, I returned to his laptop, and this time I checked his favourites. Most were game sites, but there were three Literotica addresses, as well as a pantyhose site. The first Literotica page was simply a list of new stories updated each day, the second was the top incest stories by score, but the third was one that gave me lots of information about my son's kinks. It was a search engine with the following tags: mom, son, and submission.

Before I can answer, she swings one leg over, lowering herself onto my mouth. I freeze. “Wait—I—” “Lick,” she orders gently, settling against me. “Be good.” “I—fuck—” My words drown against her heat, her slickness smearing over my lips. Her taste floods me, heady, dizzying. “Good boy,” she moans, rocking against my mouth. Selene slams her hips down harder, making me groan into Eris. “Yes,” she purrs. “Moan for me.” The men circle closer, voices low, taunting.

“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.

Callista cried out as her climax hit. My attention diverted momentarily to gaze upon the lustful sight of Dimitri's release, which was captivating. Hands seized my hips as Eric began to buck wildly beneath me. "Ugh!" I heaved forward. My hands pressed to his pecs, "Eric!" He thrashed below me, followed by a familiar tremble within me. He came. I veered down to gaze upon the mess I had created. The sweat shining off his chest from the moonlight shining through the French doors exposed him to the night. His red cheeks, messy hair, and disheveled eyes told me it was worth it. Look at him. He's like a puppy.

God, it's filthy, so fucking disgusting, and I move my hips in time with his lips and mouth as he licks me. I'm barreling along the edge. I'm right there, moaning his name. This is so wrong—I've never done anything like this before, not with a guy sitting like two feet away on the other side of a privacy screen—but now that Eros's down there between my legs, I can't stop. He purrs his delight and that only drives me wild. He's wining and dining me tonight—no pun intended—and I don't understand why, but I also don't care. It feels good. Not just him licking my clit, but also being out with him, being seen with him.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”