Erotic One Shots Novels & Stories

My wife breathed out softly, “Oh shit.” His cock kept jerking rhythmically, and there was no doubt anymore. She was being filled right in front of me. I knew she must have felt it when he went stiff, but it truly hit her when his cock pulsed again and sent that first hot surge deep inside her. Watching, knowing that with every violent pulse, thick jets of his seed were slamming into her, was beyond anything I had ever imagined. It was filthy, taboo, overwhelming, and the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed. Nothing else in my life even came close. It was ten times more intense than the first time I ever had sex.

Eric commanded, his thumb delivering one last, hard friction stroke. A loud, broken sob tore from my throat as my climax hit like a wave, my internal walls clenching around Rox in tight, violent spasms. Right then, Rox let out a loud groan, burying himself as deep as he could go, his body stiffening as he poured his hot release deep inside me. I lay beneath him, shaking uncontrollably, crying out from the sheer, overwhelming fullness of it all while Eric’s hand remained heavy and possessive over my slick skin. "My turn," Ethan said, his voice a low, rough growl that mixed with the scent of the sex smell filled room.

I doubted one night could be enough to put out this fire inside our chests. I neared another cliff, my stomach tightening into a knot. Tighter than before. My head curled back, earning Eros the perfect opportunity to suck on the pulse point in my throat. Both our moans reverberated in the room and with a few restrained thrusts and his fingers tormenting my clit, we both climaxed together, our bodies shivering. He let go of his weight and dropped on top of me, breathing heavily while I panted and wheezed, running my hands over Eros’s sweaty back.

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.

‘Did I really let that THING enter me in the past? I must be a superhero. “Don’t worry,” Eric reassured. “You ate my d*ck quite fine before. You’d survive.” Is that a way to comfort me? Either way, I don’t want to stop in the middle. So, I nodded my head and said, “D-Do it.” Eric frowned and cursed undertone. He brushed his hair upwards and whispered, “Damn. You’re an aphrodisiac to me. Sh*t.” Eric rubbed his glans, touching my entrance. Then he began to push the tip of his glans carefully.

It took her a few seconds to spill everything in his mouth. Her screams and moans were making him rock hard. But this wasn't about him. "You taste more delicious than I imagined." He told her and she blushed. Her whole body blushed at his words. Elysia breathed heavily and when he moved up from in between her legs, she saw the sexiest sight. Her juices were glistening on his lips while he wiped them with the back of his hand. It was so erotic. "Let's get you cleaned up." His knuckles soothed her trembling legs as she came down from high.

She can feel her arousal rising matching his fire. “Stay human Maya,” he was ripping the clothes from her body. His now hungry mouth instantly claimed her erect nipples, suckling hard before burning her skin as he dropped onto his knees in the shower. His mouth moved directly towards her entrance. Without playing around he dip his tongue and start licking the warm honey dripping from her. His mouth fully claimed the little pearl exposed. He was driving her fast towards her first break in passion. “Thomas….” She screamed shocked in ecstasy. He was relentless in driving her through wave after wave. His mouth finally starts moving upwards again still holding her firmly. Claiming her lips again

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.

I locked my ankles behind his back. He fucked me on the desk in the dark while the rain hammered the glass and the emergency lights painted everything red. Deep, deliberate strokes. One hand braced beside my hip; the other found my clit and rubbed tight circles. I came hard around him, clenching, gasping his name out loud for the first time in my life…no fantasy, no almost, just Tyler.

There were various poses, none of them displaying her pussy because her legs were crossed; it was the one classy thing about the pictures. She was surrounded by a variety of models, male and female, all displaying themselves. They were naked. The men’s cocks were erect. Kisses were exchanged between men and women, women and women, men and men. Fingers curled around and into sex organs. Penetration of all orifices was shown, penetration by fingers and cocks and toys. All the slaves surrounding Solange had nipple rings, male and female. Solange pulled the reference photos from the booklet and scattered them over the table. “You can see what I’m looking for, can’t you?”