Erotic Novels & Stories

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.

“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.

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

Eryx murmured, his hands moving to my most sensitive areas. I took a deep breath, trying to control the overwhelming sensations, but Eryx knew exactly how to push me to my limits. Every caress, every stroke, it was all designed to bring me to the peak of pleasure. Eryx helping me reach my climax. His hands worked with certainty, creating a perfect rhythm.

She was a delicacy that he never tired of. Juicy lapped and sucked him until she felt him suddenly swell. Knowing that he was coming close, she quickly released and straddled him. Afterwards, when she lay spent and nothing more than a quivering mass of sensitized nerve endings, Troy gathered her in his arms and kissed her lovingly and gently, exchanging the flavors of their sex.

It was time. I slithered past Erika's garters and put my mouth on her outer lips. They shifted in greeting, opening slightly to receive my attentions. The sweet scent of her pussy was intoxicating. Her juices tasted even better: honey and lavender, with the texture and mouthfeel of olive oil. She was soaking wet, her opening slippery and juicy. Her cunt was throbbing. I imagined my rock-hard cock sliding effortlessly inside this slick pulsing tunnel. Erika's heels drummed lightly on my back. Her thighs flexed around my neck.

She tempted him even more. She approached the pole and glued her throbbing jewel between her thighs. She didn't know, but it seemed like that part was starting to get wet while she was doing what she was doing. She held on to the pole and rubbed herself, especially the lower body on the cold pole. It's like she's having sex there. The man scooped up all the contents of the glass and placed it on the table next to him. One of his fingers was already on his lip and he was holding it while staring at what she was doing. She suddenly turned around and rubbed her legs up to both thighs.

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.

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