Erotic Read Novels & Stories

“Ahh…EROS…” I moaned before moving my hand up to cover my mouth. “You got so wet, Elena. Your panties are drenched…” EROS said with clear satisfaction. I felt his fingers pressing up against my love opening through the thin fabric of my panties. He began stroking my pussy teasingly through the fabric as my hips started moving to grind my pussy against his fingers. It felt so amazing already and he wasn’t even touching my pussy directly. I wanted to feel him touch me directly. Louder moans threatened to escape from my lips while I tried desperately to hold them in.

I fail. My hand slides down between my legs before I can stop it. I’m soaked. The second my fingers brush my clit a shameful little sound slips out of me. I rub in tight circles, replaying the crack of his palm, the way he wiped my own wetness across my burning cheek, the heavy taste of him on my tongue. I’m already close again when the floorboard in the hallway creaks. I yank my hand away, fast like I’ve been burned. Nathan steps into the doorway. He looks at my shiny fingers, at the way my knees are still parted, at the flush on my face. He doesn’t raise his voice.

I groaned, watching her fingers play with her soft flesh. I spat on my fingers and reached down, rubbing her clit in messy circles. I shoved two fingers back inside her pussy beside my cock. “Ah-oh my God-” I was fucking her with my cock and my fingers at the same time, the wet sounds driving me insane. Her moans were so loud I leaned down and crashed my mouth over hers. Our kiss turned erotic her tongue tangling mine. I pulled out my cock and slipped my fingers out, both dripping with her juices. I licked my fingers clean, then brought them back down to her clit.

Erick closes my body against his. He brings his mouth closer to the alcohol that has remained on my skin, his tongue and lips taste the wine in an exquisite and erotic way. I hear him growl. My panties have become completely wet when I feel how hot he is feeling. "What are you doing?!" I ask with my voice cracking. Erick forces me back to the table more. His body rubs against mine.

The most erotic sight I'd ever seen. I held her close, rocking my hips slowly while she came down from her high. I could feel her pussy pulsing around me like a little heart ㅡ so fucking cute. I kissed her neck softly while I thrusted deeply into her again. "Such a good girl..." I whispered against her skin.

I want readers feel the story, not just read words. The story is also very adult, yes, maybe some people think it is too much. But for me, the erotic part is not only sex. Is feelings, is trust, is power, is danger and love together. I want readers to feel that Ria and Luca love each other, not only in kisses, but in body, in mind, in heart. Every moment of intimacy is story too, it show connection, it show how much they survive together, how much they trust each other. I hope readers feel that too.

he murmured as his tongue swept out to taste me. I should have been horrified, but with Eric everything felt right. He slid a finger between my folds, touching my clit. As if an electric shock touched me, I moaned moving my body closer to Eric’s fingers. He smiled up at me, “Like that, baby?” he teased. I nodded, biting my lip in anticipation of more.

It was a position of absolute, unyielding vulnerability. I stepped closer, inhaling her perfume tangled with the scent of raw sweat. Eros stepped up right behind her. He initiated his twisted, romantic game, slamming his lips against hers in a deep, invading kiss while his large hands aggressively massaged her heavy breasts. He dragged his mouth down her throat, biting and sucking on her pale skin, pulling pathetic, whiny groans from the submissive's lips. I didn't indulge in those kinds of performance sweets. My only focus was the raw, unadulterated meat of it.

“I can read this all day, can't wait for more.” “You made me cum nonstop while reading this… it's so filthy and I love it.” “I definitely need more of this.” My book had never received this kind of reaction. Readers were losing their minds. The chapter I wrote after my last intense session with Elias had gone viral in my community. For the first time, I felt like a real erotic author. I drove to Elias’s studio that evening with my heart racing and a bottle of expensive champagne in my hand. When he opened the door, I didn’t even let him speak. I kissed him hard, pushing him backward into the studio.

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo