Erotic Paragraphs Novels & Stories

Unknown- “Uhh..Oh Goddess, yes!” my pants were ragged. Every time we fucked, he always managed to bring me to my knees. He had complete control over me. “Uhh…Eric!” I couldn’t help but yell his name. Oh God, this man did things to me. My body was a prisoner to his touch. “Louder,” he grunts in my ear and I obey. “Louder!” he commands me and I yell his name as my orgasm takes over me. I fall to my knees as my legs give in, my hands holding onto the tree for dear life. Eric steps away from behind me and I can hear the buckle of his belt as he gets dressed. I desperately try to cover my bare bottom with my panties as I hear his soft scoff. He lunges at me and picks me up roughly push

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

He did not even know what question he wanted to ask, but he only knew that his ego was too huge to accommodate failure, even in bed. Frema felt her legs begin to shake when he inserted two fingers at once and began to pump them in and out of her. She went slower on his cock, pulling the monster out of her lips only to wrap same lips around the tip which was leaking with so much precum. Eron knew she was holding back so he dipped his tongue even deeper and bent his fingers in her, causing her to pull her mouth off his cock, temporarily distracted. When she placed her mouth back on his cock again, she was merciless, taking the huge impaler into her mouth fully and gagging on it dutifully.

I closed my eyes and raised my head slightly. “I have missed you too, Emily.” He started, lifting me and placing me on the couch gently. “The scent of your body, how your laughter rings across the room.” He continued, running his hands through my body. I moaned lightly and kept my eyes shut. “I missed having those cute little arguments of ours, staring at this beautiful body,” He said, pulling my skirt. “How it feels like to be inside you.” He added, pressing his fingers against my vagina.

“I’ve watched you grow into a little fucking taste,” he growled in between his kisses. His hand was under my dress already, his fingers finding my bare skin, tracing the curve of my hip. “Parading around without panties? You wanted me to see and you were ready for this.” “I wanted you to touch!” I cried out, arching my back against him. He hooked his fingers inside me deep, stroking that sensitive spot that made my eyes roll back. “Goddamn. You're so wet.”

I felt his cock hit deep spots inside me that made my eyes water with pleasure. Another orgasm tore through me. It hit strong and sudden. I squirted all over Marcus’s thighs again. My walls fluttered and squeezed him tight. At the same time Lila came a second time on my tongue. She ground down and flooded my mouth once more. I licked through it all. I loved her taste, My body felt raw and electric. Every nerve felt on fire.

My head spun and I shuddered, pussy flaming wet-hot as the rest of me. Kim pistoned his glistening cock in Jang mi’s gripping pussy, muscles standing out in stark, mouth-watering relief on his legs and arms and back. Jang mi held on to the man’s neck, bouncing her bum on his thrusting pole, swarming her tongue into his mouth, her body and breasts rocking in rhythm to Kim’s pounding cock. I anxiously kneaded my soft, sensitive tit-flesh, rubbing and rubbing and rubbing my button. I thrust a hand out the curtain and scooped up more rainwater, flinging it on my pussy and chest, oiling my erotic actions. I pinched a nipple so hard I thought it would burst, me along with it.

And so damned hot. She talked about narrative structure and unreliable narrators. I barely heard her. My hand shook as I turned to page 117. When she asked if anyone had an example of a compelling line from erotic literature, I raised my hand. She raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Turner?” I stood and cleared my throat. “He wanted to taste obedience on her tongue.” The class went silent. A couple students chuckled. Someone made a low “damn” sound in the back. She didn’t laugh. She just smiled slowly.

Her whole body was shaking. Oh, God it was wonderful for me, though! She was so beautifully sloppy wet, as she'd said, and it had only taken the slightest pressure, and the breaking of her cherry to bury me so deep inside her, nearly half my length was gone with one firm little thrust. It was so beautifully tight! Tighter than the hottest suction either of the girls had given me with their mouths. I was literally shaking from the pleasure of it. Everything was wet and silky smooth inside her, so soft and slippery. Even the slightest tremble of movement tingled with ecstasy. I held still, though.

My hips lifted and a shout left my throat as I began climaxing. Erik stayed, relentlessly sucking and nipping at me while I writhed and shrieked above him. He dipped his fingers inside me, one in my sex and one in my anus, stroking his own fingers with my membranes between them. I began to gyrate as he moved his hands back and forth, faster and faster, all the while sucking on my clit. I gripped his hair with my hand, threw back my head and screamed out his name while spasming for the second time, my juices coating his hand, his beard and the bedding.