Erotic Prose Novels & Stories

Erik in response settled one leg in between my own. “Spread your legs wider, Sweet Rose,” he instructed, withdrawing from my breasts and I, completely weak under him, opened up like a blooming flower. I whimpered when one hand trespassed under my cotton knickers. Erik stretched the inner lips with his two fingers and eased a third one on top my aching bud. “You’re wet already,” he proclaimed, grinning and looking at me with concentrated lust. “You’re torturing me again,” I replied through half-lidded eyes.

“Fuck, your cunt is so wet.” “Yes,” I moaned, lowering my head to kiss his neck. He tasted of that same cologne and something else. I couldn’t place my finger on it, but I knew I would always remember him. Pumping the digit in and out, he slid in a second finger, curling on the upstroke. It felt like electricity was arcing through me, a live wire without grounding. I felt him everywhere. He was everywhere, from his fingers inside my pussy, his taste on my tongue, and the sound of his groans that ratcheted up, matching my moans. It was one erotic scene I had no hope of erasing because once this was done, I knew it would haunt me for the rest of my life.

“ Just a small taste, let it run across your tongue and fill your senses.” I tried not to squirm as I thought of the erotic implications of that sentence. I would like to run him across my tongue and have him fill my senses. I kept my eyes closed, knowing that he would see all my lusty thoughts if I opened them. “It's not sweet, but crisp. I can taste the apple in it. There's no burn at the end like some wines have.” “Excellent,” he praised me. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. There was a small pride and a lot of desire in that gaze. A deep need in my core started ache for him.

Her head slowly wafted down to my breasts while her blue-green eyes darted up, maybe reassuring herself that this was not some malicious prank that I was pulling on her. Her soft pink lips hungrily clamped down on the bulbous turgid flesh of my nipple. The wet heat from her mouth only somewhat alleviated the desperate ache in my throbbing nub. Rivulets of electricity coursed sinuous strands under my hot skin. I leaned back on my hands, letting the moment bathe me.

“I’m going to wash my hands, and then I’m going to show you how hot and wet my pu**y is for you right now. You are going to watch me make myself come as punishment for making me want you.” Oh, hell yeah. She really had read his essay. Eric climbed to his feet and stood facing the end of the bed to wait. He squirmed. Still wet with lubricant, his ass felt really weird. That anal probe had totally lived up to his expectations. Wow. No wonder Brian had married Myrna.

The- Expand the oral and final scenes with vivid tastes, scents, and bond sensations, adding explicit dirty talk to heighten the erotic tension. taste of us must have been pure sin on his tongue: salty, musky, sweet with my omega honey and heavy with the thick ropes he’d pumped into me three times already. I jolted hard, hips jerking upward involuntarily as fresh overstimulation cracked through me like lightning striking wet ground. My thighs trembled violently around his head, muscles twitching with the maddening push-pull of *too much, never enough, please don’t stop*. The cool stone of the desk beneath my back felt like ice against my fevered skin, a stark contrast that only heightened ev

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

The fact that she had a pretty face and great body, combined with her inexperience and shyness, got Josephine even hornier. There was something wild, irresistible and purely sexy about that girl. Josephine wanted that soft skin to rub against hers. She couldn't wait to rub her pussy against April's pussy. Oh fuck. The erotic thoughts of her and April in a scissors position, rubbing and pressing their pussies against each other, made the volume her moans and groans increase. She increased the movement of her fingers, brutal thrusting and ramming her fingers into her pussy over and over again, her thumb coming in contact with her sensitive clit with every powerful thrust.

I panted and smiled, Erys wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck. "That, was intense," Erys smiled. "But my god, are you amazing," I kissed him. "You are, as well." Erys nuzzled into my neck, holding me close. I sighed happily and nuzzled into his hair, enjoying his scent. _ _ _ Author problem 23: *writes a detailed sex scene and makes self horny* Fuck...

Making it towards his face, almost glued together, as Chaos pulled his face in between kisses, pumping his cock at great speed, never stopping pumping, until he came again, semen spilling over the sides of his walls. - Get out of there. - Erebus said, putting himself between his legs, when the god was in the middle of it, putting him on all fours, even holding him there, with the movement of entering and leaving without worrying that Nathaniel would get used to his intrusion, with skin-to-skin slaps, thrusting deep and precise, not missing a beat, Erebus was hitting relentlessly and mercilessly at his prostate with every stroke in and out, skin-to-skin slaps. - Let's come here, be eaten by h