Erotic Novels & Stories

When she is approaching nearer to the location of the man, she called him. “Hey! Excuse me!” The guy was not facing at her and when he turned back, she immediately recognized who it was. Her mortal enemy. She put her hands on her waist, getting ready to scold him. “Hey, you. What are you doing here?” she asked him, raising an eyebrow. “This is called swimming, if you do not know it.” Hastings sarcastically answered. Isobelle got enraged at his answered, but she calmed down herself. It’s not good to argue with Lyon Hastings who maybe was born to make her lose temperament.

“And this ass… made for Viking hands and cocks. You’ll warm our furs through the longest winters and bear us many strong sons to carry on our name.” Erik, the youngest with his wild, untamed energy, nuzzled between my heavy breasts, his tongue swirling around one nipple before sucking it deep into his hot mouth. His hand slid down to my slick, cum-filled pussy, fingers stroking my swollen clit with teasing precision. The fresh wave of arousal had me moaning loudly and grinding my hips against them instinctively, my body already craving more despite the exhaustion.

“Lemon!!” “Hi.” Eris ran towards him and hugged him tightly. “God, I thought you wouldn’t make it, I’ve missed you so much, Lemon!” “I missed you too.” He mumbled while patting her shoulders. Eris moved away from him, “You already changed, you looked…you look so handsome now. I wasn’t able to recognize you at first!” Damon laughed, “Really, well you still look the same. You still look like a teenager who’s willing to cry over ice cream.”

Derick, who had no idea what I have just done. I touched my lips, then my neck, then lower—just once, through my skirt—and felt her breath catch. I grabbed my bag, got out of the car, and walked toward the apartment. I walked into the apartment still feeling Mr. Grant’s cum leak out of me with every step. Derick was on the couch in a t-shirt and sweatpants, scrolling on his phone. He looked up and smiled. “Hey, baby. Long day?” “Yeah.” I went straight to the shower, but I didn’t wash between my legs. I left his cum inside me on purpose. When I came out in just a towel, Derick was already hard. He pulled me onto the bed and kissed me like he always did—soft, familiar, safe.

Her thighs trembled violently, soaked with evidence of just how far gone she was, and Eris chuckled darkly, low in her throat. "So wet for me," she murmured, her breath ghosting over Aria's jaw. "You're dripping, Aria. Absolutely soaking. Is that what I do to you?" Aria moaned in response, too gone to form a sentence. "I can taste how much you want me," Eris continued, her voice a purr now, taunting and adoring in equal measure. "You're sweeter than anything I've ever touched. Do you even know how good you taste? How perfect?"

She was a vision of pure beauty and even her large erection seemed somehow sexy and feminine, but don't ask me why. I cradled her balls with my left hand, earning me a deep throated moan of pleasure as I rolled her testes and gently tugged at her scrotum. The skin felt buttery soft and smelled of peaches. Shelly must have used some sort of body lotion, but I couldn't taste it on her cock. Spit and precum filled my mouth and I swallowed eagerly, hunching my hips to fuck the sofa with my own dripping penis. I ached with urgency and I wanted to cum. I needed to cum as a nearly painful lust for release pushed every other thought from my mind.

“This pussy belongs to me-“ he growls “-not Eric , not anybody else, Mine!” He slaps my clit continuously, his dick taming into my insides at the same time. I’m going to cum” I cried out eyes rolling to the back of my head His thumb picks up pace, his dick dragging against my front walls “yess baby, cum on this dick, cum on my cock like a good girl” . I came hard, harder than all the other times , my whole body shaking as my pussy clamped down on him hard.

He was a work of art: defined pectorals, abdominal muscles carved as if by hand, tattoos snaking across his torso. And between his legs—thick and erect—his cock throbbed, so hard it almost hurt to look at. He reached out his hand, and Lucy didn't hesitate. At the contact, Eros pulled her against him, kissing her again with a tenderness that contrasted with the urgency of moments before—and she could taste herself on his lips. And she liked it.

The look of lust, yet power and dominance oozing out of him right now made me quiver, Eros suddenly goes in to kneel between my legs, Planting kisses along my sensitive skin, he begins just above my knee and works his way up gradually. Every region his lips graze over lights me on fire. He licks and nips at my flesh, sending electric shocks without delay between my legs. Liquid heat pools in my core, and I moan uncontrollably. This is his revenge. He’s taking his time, torturing me with pleasure.

Seated on the bed, Aaron looked on as Ederic lowered his boxer briefs, revealing his erect manhood, standing proudly. Once more, Ederic suppressed the lump of saliva that formed in his throat upon seeing the elder's impressive arousal. A mixture of nerves and hormones compelled him to act. Drawing closer to Aaron's taut muscular length, Ederic hesitated for a moment before giving a timid, kitten-like lick, his face burning with embarrassment at the initiation. Summoning his courage, he swirled his tongue along the hardness, each motion igniting a rush of sensation. Then, with a determined boldness, he took the entirety of Aaron's length into his mouth.