Erotic Prose Novels & Stories

Wrapping my fingers around it I held it to my core. Once centered, I slid slowly down his length and bit my lip at the intense pleasure that filled me. Seeing his eyes igniting I grinned slightly. “You're perfect, Eros,” I panted. “Please ride me or I'll flip you to your back and ravage you thoroughly,” he hissed through his clenched teeth. Not long after I was on my back with Eros plowing in and out of me. I felt another strange pressure on my walls that caused me to narrow my eyes at Eros.

Ero **** on the first date she confided in me i have a chromosomal disorder, disorder, disorder i need love and pain strangely mixed together my elixirs i suffer reality distoooorrtions a ghastly Vatican of ****** compulsions my soul is black matter my **** a seething cauldron of despicable desire my *** cries for homicidal cruelty mold me into a ******* fold me like a two dollar beach chair the wrong way tear me to bits unwind my intestine eat me like a blood ******* ghoul make me squirm like an anime victim i thought oh finally a soul mate with soul strange as a Dionysian mad hatter on hallucinogenics hot girl creeping grimacing at me meandering conjurations by ****** contortions stunning

It’s the very first time that I have ever let a full sentence out without feeling like I’m going to make a mistake and bite myself halfway through talking. Lira’s eyes flash with delight and hunger. A sweet, wicked smile curves her full lips. “There she is, my brave girl.” She kisses me slow and deep, tongue sliding lazy and affectionate this time, tasting like my own cum and spiced sweetness. Then, she pulls out, leaving me achingly empty. Strings of our mixed juices stretch between us before breaking. Lira rises onto her knees, straddling my chest. Her thick thighs frame my face, that glistening, puffy violet cunt hovering inches above my mouth, her scent is intoxicating, I feel like I’m g

Her other hand traced the contours of his muscles, exploring the hardness beneath his skin, and yet, each touch ignited a spark of desire within her. She fought against the rising bile in her throat, a sour taste flooding her mouth as her body reacted. Saliva surged, pooling in her mouth to the overwhelming sensation. Deep within her, a wellspring of desire surged, intensifying the thrill coursing through her veins. "Fuck, Erin!" Orion cursed. The throb in Erin's chest surged as her tongue tenderly traced his rugged skin, and her delicious lips grazed along his length. Erin had never envisioned herself partaking in such an act.

slipped past my lips. Involuntarily, my trembling hand rose and cupped his cheek, exploring the softness of his skin with delicate strokes. My touch traveled to the back of his neck, pulling him closer as if craving his proximity. I was no longer in command of my own body, swept away by a whirlwind of sensations that unfolded too rapidly to comprehend. As his hand left my hips and ventured toward my drenched core, I couldn't suppress the tightening grip of my nails against his skin. The touch was tender, yet charged with erotic energy. Almost instantaneously, I felt his hardness pressing against my abdomen, triggering a mixture of pleasure and discomfort.

But 2 weeks deep into a 30 day isolation with a man, can make a grown woman lose her senses. His lips crashed down on mine rough and hard , hands coming up to grip my neck. His tongue pushed into my mouth pushing and caressing against my tongue in a way that made my panties flood with my wetness. His lips moved against mine hard, I match the pace kissing him with equal desire. Hate , desire, tension and need fueling swelling within us as the bodies crashed together. My late husband wrote this trap into his will, thinking we would rip each other's throat to claim what was rightfully mine! Instead we were tearing each other's clothes off.

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.

It burned slightly as it went down, a sharp contrast to the sweet, wet heat Rox was creating between my legs. "Drink it all," Eric whispered, his eyes locked on mine, watching for the swallow. "This will keep his seed alive inside you. It will make your womb a garden for him." As the last drop disappeared, Rox’s tongue turned into a blurring frenzy. He wasn't being gentle anymore; he was sucking with a desperate, rhythmic force, his cheeks hollowing out as he pulled at me. The sensation was overwhelming, the bitterness of the herbs in my throat, the weight of Eric’s hand on my head, and the raw, localized explosion of Rox’s mouth.

He leaned down, his nose got a small whiff of her pink pussy exposed to him, “You smell divine,” Nia’s breath seized, but she didn’t protest. She lowered herself onto him, her mouth enclosed his throbbing length as he positioned himself between her legs. The moment his tongue touched her soaked folds, her legs quivered. “Eros….please..” she moaned around his cock, Eros wasted no time, his tongue lapped at her with a hunger that matched her own. The taste of wine lingered on his lips, adding a sweet taste to the heat of her swollen clit.

But Aaron blocked Ederic's tip with his thumb, making the younger roll his eyes in pain and pleasure. “I am yet to reach the climax, baby... Let's release together...” Saying that Aaron was continuously hitting Ederic's sensitive part, his prostate. Ederic cried out in pleasure. There was nothing else in his mind other than focusing on how Aaron was going in and out and constantly hitting his prostate. Soon They released together and Aaron flopped on Ederic's shoulder, letting out a heavy breath, mingled together. “Do you like it?”