Erotic Novels & Stories

Eric was equally turned on, his hands eagerly tracing the contours of Troy’s muscular chest and abs. With a sudden move, Eric pushed Troy onto the bed, hovering over him as his mouth found Troy's nipples, sucking on them fervently. Troy let out a low moan, his hips instinctively thrusting upward as he felt Eric's hand wrap around his throbbing cock. Eric began to stroke it while still kissing Troy, his hand moving up and down in a steady rhythm.

Holy hell, heat burned her up and her heart rate increased. Eric cupped both sides of her buttocks, bringing her back to the counter and holding her still as he lipped and pulled at her clitoris. Running his tongue from the top of her hood to the centre of her core, Cat bucked and cried out. Eric held her firm, not letting her escape his sweet torture.

Her other hand traced the contours of his muscles, exploring the hardness beneath his skin, and yet, each touch ignited a spark of desire within her. She fought against the rising bile in her throat, a sour taste flooding her mouth as her body reacted. Saliva surged, pooling in her mouth to the overwhelming sensation. Deep within her, a wellspring of desire surged, intensifying the thrill coursing through her veins. "Fuck, Erin!" Orion cursed. The throb in Erin's chest surged as her tongue tenderly traced his rugged skin, and her delicious lips grazed along his length. Erin had never envisioned herself partaking in such an act.

Dean’s dark eyes burned into hers, the air between them thick with raw lust and the faint scent of his shower-fresh skin. Kara’s heart slammed against her ribs as he closed the last inch of space. His massive frame towered over her, heat radiating from his bare chest. His thick cock stood proud and heavy between them, the broad head already glistening with precum. She could smell him…clean musk mixed with pure male arousal…and it made her aching pussy clench hard, another gush of slick heat dripping down her inner thighs.

Brecc growled. She moaned, forgetting all about the room and sighing in bliss. “God, yes. That feels good.” Eros sucked her nipples, biting down and leaving them wet stinging points. He slid a hand down, cupped her pussy and slid a finger between her pussy lips to her entrance and then up to her clit. “You’re so wet. Slick and hot.” Eros let go of her body to strip off his clothing. Then he pulled her to the bed and sat at the edge. He placed her hands to either side of his hips at the same time Brecc hauled her hips back, until she was leaning down, hovering over his cock.

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

“That’s why I’m going to ruin you.” They stayed like that—foreheads touching, breathing each other’s air—until Nora’s shaking eased. Then Adele moved. She positioned herself between Nora’s thighs, lowered her mouth. The first lick was gentle—reverent. Then deeper—tongue thrusting inside, nose bumping clit. Nora moaned—low, broken. Adele ate her slowly—savouring, learning every gasp, every twitch. When Nora neared the edge again Adele pulled back. “Beg.” “Please—let me come on your tongue—” Adele smiled against wet skin. “Come.” Nora did—back bowing, cry echoing off walls. Adele drank every drop. Then climbed up Nora’s body, straddled her face. “Your turn.”

He sucked with a sudden, violent intensity, his tongue lashing against the bud like a whip. The orgasm hit her like an explosion. Ruth-Ann's body went rigid, her head snapping back as a high, piercing scream tore from her throat. Her pussy clamped down on his tongue, milking him, as waves of hot, honeyed fluid erupted from her, soaking his face and chest.

The risk of getting caught, the hatred burning in my chest, and the devastating pleasure between my legs mixed into something twisted and addictive. My hips bucked against his face shamelessly. I bit down harder on my shirt to muffle the desperate, whimpering moans spilling out of me. Roman growled, doubling his efforts. He added a third finger, stretching me wide, his tongue lashing my clit in fast, relentless strokes. “Cum for me, Chloe. Cum on the tongue of this guy you hate so much.” I shattered. The orgasm crashed over me violently. My pussy clenched hard around his fingers, juices flooding his mouth as I came with a muffled scream into my shirt.

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming