Erotic Seduction Stories Novels & Stories

With one last, hard thrust of my hand, Sandra shuddered violently, her body tightening as she emptied her wetness all over my fingers. I slowly slid my hand out, dripping with her fluids. Before she could recover, I grabbed her chin with my other hand, forcing her mouth open, and shoved my soaked fingers inside. “Taste it,” I commanded. Sandra’s gaze locked onto mine, her dark eyes filled with submission as she wrapped her lips around my fingers, sucking the wetness off them. The sight and the sloppy, sucking sound she made drove me completely insane. Without a word, she slid off my lap and dropped heavily to her knees between my legs. Her movements became deliberate as she unbuckled my belt

Something aching to be molded. I met him in my Tuesday night workshop. "Erotics of Language"—a curated space for writers who wanted to learn how to use sensuality in storytelling. Most came in with curiosity or thinly veiled hunger. He came in with a notebook gripped like a lifeline and questions trembling on his lips. I noticed him in the third session. He waited until everyone had left to speak to me. “I—um—can I ask you something… off the record?” I folded my arms, tilted my head. “You just did.”

He had his dick out, his hand moving in a frantic blur as he listened to me describe how the inside of my pussy feels while his father was ruining me. “Jesus Christ! Don't stop, baby! Keep talking! Keep moaning!” Preston begged as he sucked on my breasts causing my toes to curl. "Tell him how the bushy hairs tickle your balls every time you slam home," I whispered, my voice a filthy lure. "Oh, Enid!" Preston roared. He lost all control. He withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with a force that made the heavy desk creak and groan. The legs of the desk scraped across the floor with a loud, metallic screech. I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, h

She smiled teasingly at him, the whole while not knowing that this was her last night to live! He returned her smile as he allowed her body to grind on his. He hadn't realized that the floor started to become cramped with the amount of bodies grinding on one another. It almost reminded him of an orgy but without all the sex involved. Anticipation stained the air on the dance floor and it just kept feeding his own sadistic fantasies of what he was going to do to Sierra and maybe even Isabella!

They’re opposites in every aspect of life, still there was one thing they had in common- an attraction towards each other. He suddenly drew her closer to himself, clinging unto her tightly and her breath hitched due to the suddenness of the action. He stared down at her with a risque smile on his face- she’s a head shorter than he was, so she looked up to him and realized how close their bodies were. They were so close. She was so close to him that she caught sniffs of his expensive Jasmine scented cologne, could feel his rhythmic pulsation, his soft breaths as his exhales gently landed on her skin, sending shivers of ecstacy down her spine. Fetish.

My breasts were freed and a cold breeze blew towards it, making my nipples extra sensitive. Before I could say flapjack, Henry captured one of my pink buds into his mouth and sucked lightly, biting gently before moving to the other one. I threw my head back in pleasure and savoured every moment. I don’t care if either of us ended up regretting this moment later because yes, the wait was worth it. I hadn’t planned on seducing him to my bed at the beginning but if this is what I get for trying that hard to get him to be mine, then I guess I did right.

The idea of participating in a swimming competition had once intrigued me, but the loss of my father led me to set aside such aspirations and hasten my journey into adulthood. I swam towards him, and he closed the distance. As we met, he halted just an inch away. His eyes gleamed with a hint of desire, focusing on my neck. A sense of satisfaction washed over me, realizing that I had successfully captivated him. That look of seduction was reserved for him alone, a privilege only he had the right to claim. “You look beautiful.” He said as he leaned in and placed kisses on my neck. I whimpered as he continued, planting kisses down my neck and behind my ears. His warm breath sent shivers down my

She smiled coyly and deliberately licked her lips. Micah gulped, his breathing growing heavier. She rose with an air of seduction. After that, Sandra approached Micah and sat on his lap with her arms encircling his neck. "Micah…" she called out gently. At that moment, it was as if Micah was under a spell as he involuntarily reached out to hold Sandra's slender waist. Her delicate index finger traced circles on his chest, stirring an urge within him. Sandra looked up at Micah with an alluring gaze.

Lanie had definitely responded to him on a physical level. This offered a new option for dealing with the unsuitable girl Josh had dragged home. He might be a little rusty when it came to sex, but it wouldn’t take much to seduce Josh’s fiancée. He didn’t even have to sleep with her. All it would take was revealing her for what she really was. Not that sleeping with her would be a hardship, he conceded. She had a hot little body he could easily imagine sinking into. His cock twitched at the thought, and he shifted restlessly.

he hissed, his hips twitching upward. I smiled wickedly and moved back up to kiss him again, but Viktor quickly flipped us so I was on my back once more. He began his own exploration with renewed hunger, licking down my neck, between my breasts, over my stomach, and finally, spreading my legs wide. His tongue traced long, wet stripes up my dripping pussy, tasting me thoroughly before focusing on my swollen clit. Intense pleasure shot through me, and I cried out, fingers tangling desperately in his hair as my hips bucked against his mouth.