Erotic Novels & Stories

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.

None was given. Her orgasmic scream died against his lips, but her body still jerked and shivered out her anguish. Her inner walls collapsed around his ridged member. Every inch of smooth texture concealing the iron-hard core of it submerged into her, every inch taken right down to the hilt in rippling waves. It only made him pin her to the bed entirely beneath him, his fangs shivering with his savage breaths just above her. "This is breeding, Cunt. Embrace it. You're made for this. You'll cum for me till I finish inside you. It is nature - your nature, my nature, our nature."

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.

Instantly Troy felt his erection spike harder and it made him suckle harder, clutch her closer. Groaning Juicy rocked her hips against the stiff cock pressing against her bottom—just a few bits of cloth away from being inside of her. With enthusiasm he rocked upward, meeting her halfway. The idea of what they were almost doing brought her over! Just the thought and she was climaxing and crying out in surprise.

I groaned, my hips almost shaking violently. "Ugh…there's no need to resist…if you wanna cum…then just cum…" the bitch suddenly picked up the pace that my lower body almost shuddered. "Shit….you really taste like strawberries…this was a great…idea…after all…" "Ngh….you keep talking about strawberries…ahhh…I'm I tastier ... .than those ... .berries….?" Erideessa pulled away from my shaft temporarily, licking her lips seductively while looking into my eyes. A teasing smirk was plastered in those plump lips.

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