Erotic Sex Novels & Stories

Erica was pushing her nearer to what she expected to be the most remarkable climax of her life. Erica left her bosoms and confronted her. It was the same facial expressions she had found in the kitchen. Neither of them expected to say it, this time, they knew. Erica held her by the throat and arranged their lips. They had proactively had sex and given each other climaxes, but this was unique. Sex had become love making, and Carmen realized it would not have been the most remarkable climax, it would be the most important climax she had at any point had.

“His own robe was already gone, discarded before he had climbed onto the bed, and she could feel the hard planes of his chest against her, the rough texture of the hair there a delicious friction against her skin.” As his bare skin met hers, a new sexual sensation sparked inside her, a current of pure, unadulterated desire that demanded to be released. His cock was already hard enough again, demanding pressure against her thigh. As he leaned in, he grabbed one of her standing nipples between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently while his other hand cupped her other breast. “A soft moan escaped her lips, the sound she had been holding back since they left the shower.” Corvina held his

Markus - Mmm… go on… I sip my tea while he performs oral sex on me. It feels so good to be treated like a king! I didn't know my sexual performance could yield so many benefits! It's giving me ideas… very wicked ideas. - Faster, bitch! My hand slips into her bra to fiddle with her nipple. She moans against my cock. Eyes closed, I'm in paradise. I finish my tea while ejaculating on her face.

"Come here, F." He crawled forward until he was beside the chair. I reached out and wrapped my hand around his shaft. It was hot and solid as steel, the skin like silk. I began to stroke him, my movements slow and deliberate, matching the rhythm of E's tongue. I was multitasking in the most exquisite way, my breath hitching as E found my clit and sucked, hard. "Fuck, E... just like that," I panted, my grip tightening on F. I was in heaven.

Gillian Cook, my roommate, asked me to join her group order for a Black Friday online sale. It was a small request, but I turned it down immediately. I knew that if I joined the order, I would end up receiving a pile of unsealed adult toys. In my past life, Gillian tricked me into joining the group order to destroy my mental state and steal my early admission offer slot for grad school. When I went to the campus mailroom to pick up my package, the tissues I'd ordered had somehow been replaced with a pile of unsealed adult toys. Quite a few people got my phone number off the delivery label and messaged me with malicious intentions. I tried to explain that the items weren't mine, but Gill

Eric commanded, his thumb delivering one last, hard friction stroke. A loud, broken sob tore from my throat as my climax hit like a wave, my internal walls clenching around Rox in tight, violent spasms. Right then, Rox let out a loud groan, burying himself as deep as he could go, his body stiffening as he poured his hot release deep inside me. I lay beneath him, shaking uncontrollably, crying out from the sheer, overwhelming fullness of it all while Eric’s hand remained heavy and possessive over my slick skin. "My turn," Ethan said, his voice a low, rough growl that mixed with the scent of the sex smell filled room.

I could barely breathe through the haze of need pulsing between my legs. My body was on fire, every inch of my skin alive and begging for more. I lay there between Jax and Rico, the borrowed t-shirt bunched uselessly under my arms, my aching wet pussy still throbbing from the two orgasms they’d already pulled from me. The air felt thick with the scent of sex,my arousal, their clean sweat, and that raw masculine musk that made my head spin.

“Besides, the game never made me laugh the way you do when you’re trying to be smooth and failing.” He laughed despite himself, tension easing. They ended up back in bed, tangled in clean sheets this time. The sex was slower, almost tender, with him behind her, one arm wrapped around her chest, the other between her legs as he rocked into her deep and unhurried. No avatars. No mechanics optimizing angles. Just bodies learning each other’s rhythms, sweat, whispered names, the occasional clumsy shift that made them both chuckle. Riley came first again, clenching around him with a broken moan. Alex followed, burying himself deep as pleasure crashed through him.