Erotic Novels & Stories

Before I can say anything, Lira reaches me in one fluid motion, pressing me down onto the cushions, her soft breath mixing with my rapid breath. Her skin is so hot, and so soft that I don’t want her to stop pressing her body against me. Those heavy breasts crush against my smaller ones through my hoodie, nipples dragging like live wires. “I—” The rest of my words get stuck in my throat when her mouth claims mine—deep, filthy, that long demonic tongue sliding in thick and possessive, tasting like spiced honey and pure lust. It fills me, fucks my mouth slow and wet, curling around my own tongue until I’m moaning helplessly into her, hips bucking up on instinct. Never in all my years of living

I pulled her Away from the bed, her head hanging on the edge and Inserted my dick in her mouth, the warmth and softness that I had missed. “Take me Tory, all of me. It's all yours” I groaned thrusting deeper into her throat as she struggled between keeping the vibrator in and sucking my cock. “You little whore, don't you dare cum without making daddy cum first” I could tell it was hard but she was fighting it, And that made my cock harder. The tension kept rising and soon enough I shattered all my sperm down her throat causing her to choke a little. “Cum Tory” I commanded and felt her body shudder, her liquid filling everywhere and the scent of her wet cunt filling my nose

The magic tickled my skin as it moved further up my body. Erik placed kisses down my neck and began moving toward my breasts again. I moaned as he nipped me, the pain lasting seconds before it was replaced with waves of pleasure as he licked and kissed them. Erik lowered me, my feet resting on the soft pebbles beneath them. I looked up into his emerald orbs. The darker green swirled around them. His eyes filled with want and need for me, lust and desire pouring through our bond. A flat Boulder sat on the edge of the bank behind us. I slowly stepped back. Erik followed my every move, stepping toward me. The coldness of the rock pressed up against my back as I leaned onto it. Erik lifted me, g

Clara:(angry)" Eric, don't make me angry..'' Eric (amazed)" I will love to see your angry face, my little sex slave." He laughed sarcastically, coming close to you. His hands roamed all over your body, his fast , warm breath landed on your cold body. Clara:(angry)" Don't touch me with your dirty hands." He didn't listen to you and continued touching you..his hard chest pressed against your soft body. You felt a deep sensation inside you... like something has melted inside you.. you felt weakness in your knees and strange butterflies fluttered inside your stomach.

she snapped. Eros groaned with frustration and arousal. The more she is talking back at him, the more frustrated he is. Because her sharp tongue is making him horny and he wanted to taste that mouth of hers. "Fine, i thought you wouldn't want to sleep with the scent of that man on you. How would i know you enjoy that kind of thing?" he said sarcastically. Her eyes became huge with shock. "When did i say that i enjoyed his touch? I just don't want to get undressed with you nearby" she confessed before she could think about another convincing reason.

And, buying everything I thought about my affair with Dennis was nothing related to a mere friendship, it was enough just for that bottle of wine of yours to end for us to see ourselves moored to each other. Dennis was a strong, handsome, powerful man, and he gave me an unusual boner. I didn't always need some stimulus to feel ready for him "and with that I just want to romanticize the term "get absurdly wet"", so it all started with a kiss and I already knew where it would end.

“Arya? What do you think?” Ryker asked once more. “It's lovely... I love it...” Arya whispered as she came closer to the drawing. “Of course, it is a product of our love...” Ryker smiled. He grabbed her hand softly and kissed her palm. The eye contact was mesmerizing. At least to Arya. It would've been better if he actually showed some of his emotions in his eyes but she still wasn't at a level where she could read him.

The man sips the wine from the glass while staring at her. Her hand went to her neck as she looked up. She licks her lips as her hands travel all over her body. She carefully grabbed her two breasts and squeezed them gently. She accompanied it with a sexy moan. It was Diva's advice to her to moan while dancing sometimes. She squeezed her soft breasts even more as her moan grew louder. She looked at him and saw that the man seemed uneasy in his seat. It means that she was doing the right thing to make his night hotter.

Saffron grazes his protruding canines against the crook of my neck with a low and fierce growl vibrating from the nest of his chest. The sensual kiss of our bodies grinding against one another becomes more glorious the longer it continues. It’s tantalising. Erotic. It’s sinfully poetic in a sense that I can’t begin to fathom. My arousal burns hotter with every hint of contact between us. His straining erection can’t be hidden, and the rock-hard length rubs insatiably against my clit. The slightest friction has stars dancing before my very eyes.

Arric trembled as he let out a low, primal growl filled with passion and desire. Loving the effect of her words on him, Eirika added, 'Everything about you drives me wild, Arric. I love your scent – clean, earthy, and manly, reminding me of a fresh open field of pine woods and grass. I love how you taste - milky with a tingly kick that drives me wild. I love the sound of your voice - assertive and authoritative…' she continued. Her voice in his head was low, and sultry like the luring of a siren. Arric moaned. His entire frame shook as his pleasure doubled and his need intensified.