Erotic Sex Books Novels & Stories

ONE; SEX PARTY pushed open the heavy wooden door of the sprawling frat house, and the assault hit me instantly—a thick, humid wall of sweat, musk, and the sharp, unmistakable tang of fresh cum. The electronic bass throbbed through the floorboards and up my legs like a second heartbeat, but it was drowned out by the symphony of guttural grunts, broken moans, high-pitched whimpers, the relentless wet slap of flesh on flesh, and the occasional raw, desperate cry of “fuck me harder” or “don’t stop, I’m coming again.”

" I quickly did as he said, feeling a ripple of ecstasy wash through me. "Slide your finger though your pussy, getting just enough of that hot wetness to make it feel like silk when you touch your clit." I did so again, my body was on fire. "Fuck Aiden, my body is on fire." "As it should." "You wish you had a cock in your mouth now, don't you Valerie? "You want to suck on a cock so bad." "You want to make it hard, and hard, and hard." "Do you want all that delicious spunk to jet into your hot, eager mouth."

I looked at him, my eyes pleading for him to let me go. He seemed to understand, his movement becoming more erratic, more desperate. He pulled out just enough to let me come, and then he thrust back in hard, sending me over the edge. My body convulsed around him, my muscles clamping down on his erection. I cried out, my voice echoing in the library, but the books muffled the sound just enough to keep us hidden. I was in the middle of a powerful orgasm, my body shuddering and shaking, afterglow.

Zee’s voice was quiet but firm. Nina nodded even though Zee couldn’t see. “We had sex, Zee. I couldn’t stop it. I didn’t even try hard enough to stop it.” “Oh, Nina…” Nina’s chest felt tight, like something heavy pressed against it. “The worst part? I enjoyed it. God, I enjoyed it so much, and it scares me because… I love Adrian. I really do. But when Marcus touches me… it’s different. Rougher. Darker. It makes me feel alive in a way I can’t explain.”

He cleared his throat, stepping up to grab the box effortlessly, muscles flexing under his shirt sleeves. "Lead on, love." His free hand steadied my elbow, thumb stroking the inside—soft, callused skin sending tingles straight to my clit. Up the stairs we went, his heavy boots thudding beside my bare feet on the carpet. My room door swung open to chaos: clothes spilling from cases, books toppled, my pink vibrator half-buried under a jumper like a guilty secret.

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

she screamed. Silas let out a roar. He moved faster. He was a machine of muscle and bone. He was using all his strength to drive his massive length into her. He was stretching her to her absolute limit. Elara felt her bones shifting. She felt her insides being molded by his shape. The erotica was raw. It was simple. It was just a giant and a girl in a dark room. There was no talking. There was only the sound of sex. The smell of honey and sweat was thick in the air.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.