Erotic Prose Novels & Stories

His tongue circled my swollen clit with firm, perfect pressure, sending sharp sparks of pleasure racing through my body and making my knees feel weak. I gripped the handrail tightly behind me, my legs beginning to tremble. Marcus groaned softly against my sensitive flesh as he explored every inch of me with his mouth. He pushed two thick fingers inside my tight heat, curling them slowly while his tongue continued its relentless rhythm on my clit. The combination was devastating. Heat flooded through me in heavy, rolling waves, making my thighs shake and my breathing turn shallow.

‘ you gonna be death of me ʼ eros closed his eyes as he can feel his pants getting tighter with his boner. ‘ how will I be your death if you are gonna eat me, wouldn't it be my death if you ate me ʼ she questioned with frustration as her little brain can't process his complicated words. Eros knew he was losing control over his senses so he pushed her off his laps and stood up. He can’t control himself around her. He need a release yet he don’t want to fuck her. Even through he is no good man but still fucking her will be just like raping her and taking advantage of her innocence. He doesn’t know what has possessed him . Anyways It’s been long time since he had a good fucking session with his

By the last sentence I was nearly out of breath. "Je t'aime, o." I finished. "Something about reading someone else's sex life is so..." Nancy trailed, trying to find the words to describe the erotic writing. "Don't try and sugarcoat it with some profound meaning," Nicolas laughingly spat, shaking his head at her. "You just like sex." "Don't we all?" Her eyes fixed on mine, followed with a wink. With a much-needed exhale, I set the book down on the table and learned

“Fuck—” He didn't answer. He was too busy, his tongue curling inside me, lapping at the cum that still seeped from my core. I felt his nose press against my clit, his stubble scraping my inner thigh, his hands gripping my ass to pull me closer. He ate me like I was a meal he'd been waiting for, like the taste of another man's release was an appetiser, not an insult. “You taste like sin,” he murmured against my flesh, his breath hot and wet. “Like you've been bad, and you're not done being bad.”

He nuzzled at the wet material making it wetter with each flick of his tongue, drawing out the moment when the flimsy barrier would no longer be an erotic torture for both of them and instead become an unwelcome restriction. The scent of her, the taste of her arousal was an aphrodisiac which heated his blood to boiling point. He licked harder, flicked just beneath the elastic to drive them both insane. "So wet, sugar. So fucking tasty I feel like I'm losing my mind." His hands were suddenly hard on her hips dragging the panties down and over her feet so fast they were gone and she was lying bare to him before she'd even managed to whimper.

Time seemed to stand still, as though only our desire existed, elevating the moment beyond the limits of space and time. I lost myself in his powerful arms, giving myself entirely to each of his impulses, to every tender attention he offered. Suddenly, our bodies synchronized beyond mere desire; we were wrapped in something greater, a blazing passion that consumed everything in its path. Ecstasy overtook us, and I felt the waves of pleasure gathering deep within me. As I trembled, Romain carried me even further into that ocean of emotion where I thought I might dissolve. The perfect pursuit of pleasure revealed itself to us, a blend of heat and sweetness.

Shamelessly, I stared at his hard, muscular body, subconsciously biting my lips as I gazed at his Adonis-like physique. His cock was huge, veiny, and curved against his abs. I couldn't take my eyes off the way his balls dangled as he closed the distance between us. Lingering kisses down my throat, Niccolo hooked my legs around his waist before lining his cock to my entrance and sliding in smoothly. The moan that escaped me as he began to move was low and guttural, as my wet pussy clenched around his thick cock. As Niccolo plowed me hard and raw, erotic delectation flowed through me like a stream. My pussy throbbed as he pulled out then rammed his cock inside me again, paralyzing every logica

He lay back on the bed, closing his eyes. Cassandra pulled his boxers away from him and stroked his erection gently, jerking him off. Eros shut his eyes tighter as his release built. “Cassie, I don’t think I would impress you with my lasting power tonight. Girl, you are driving me nuts.” “I haven’t started yet,” Cassandra whispered in a sexy voice. “I want to get you so high on me that you would fuck me all night.” She leaned forward and flicked her tongue over his cap, Eros gasped; she giggled. Loving how he responded to her touch and teases, she wrapped her lips around his hardness, pushing down, taking him in, inch by inch, until she gagged. She slowly moved up again and started sliding h

The fire flares wildly, my nails dig into his shoulders again, my breath coming out rasping now. "I know what you want, my love. And I'm going to give you all you desire," he promises. "You are mine, just as I am yours. Only you have yet to prove it. You must accept my true nature," he claims softly with a yank on my hair. The pain of his action is lost as I feel his cock pull out of me with a tug. The burning sensation it gives is murderously delicious. Our mixed love juices seep out of me, the room fills with the scent of our horniness. I swear I'm going crazy tonight, these unfamiliar feelings inside me make me forget everything around me except my husband. All those second thoughts will

I responded, my voice a low, husky murmur. I drizzled the sauce on her and she hissed from the sensation of cold sauce on her hot flesh. The viscous chocolate flowed down her thighs, leaving delectable trails for me to lick. The scent of her arousal permeated the room. My aphrodisiac. Xyler’s tongue rolled out of his mouth, looking at the erotic sight in front of us.