Erotic Shemale Stories Novels & Stories

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

He immediately grabbed my nipples and twisted them while I rode him. “Ride that dick, baby,” he growled. “Show Sasha how well you take my cock.” Sasha moved behind me. I felt her fingers rubbing lube on my asshole before she slowly pushed one finger inside. The fullness made me cry out. Soon she added a second finger, stretching me open while I kept riding Dominic. “Such a greedy girl,” Sasha purred. “Taking cock in your pussy and fingers in your ass. You love being our little breeding whore, don’t you?”

Almost immediately, a wet tongue grazed by my nipple before pouncing on my boob like a savage. I moaned. As soon as I opened my mouth, an erection slid in. For a second I froze, taking it all in. The excitement that had been bottling inside of me all night burst open, and I set to work. Just like I had watched in countless videos, I welcomed that cock and savored its taste and scent. Then let it slide out with a loud pop. I reached my hand to grab it, and had barely begun to work it when I felt someone slap it away.

Slowly, trembling, I slide my hand back into my shorts and start rubbing my swollen clit in slow circles, just like I was doing before they walked in. “Take them off,” Mr. Thompson commands, voice rough. “We want to see everything.” My hands shake as I obey, hooking my thumbs into my shorts and panties and sliding them down my legs. I kick them aside, leaving myself completely exposed on their couch — legs spread, pussy glistening and puffy, clit visibly throbbing. Elena sits beside me on the couch, her hand replacing mine on my dripping cunt. “So wet,” she murmurs, pushing two fingers inside me without warning. “You really are a perfect little babysitter slut, aren’t you?”

“Don’t you dare slow down.” “Then take it. Just like this. Quiet and deep until you soak the sheet.” I did. I took every stroke and felt myself get wetter, cream slicking his length, catching on his skin when he pulled back. He kept talking, low, asking things he hadn’t asked in two years. “Is this angle okay?” “Yes.” “Deeper?” “Yes. Please.” “Are you going to cum like this, with your legs up and me watching you?” “If you keep doing that with your thumb, yes.”

My erection pressing on her stomach. "Is that really what you want?" I growled beside her ear. "Mmph... Yess... Please fuck me..." She moaned out. I grinded my erection against her stomach, watching her close her eyes and biting her lips from making any loud noise. "Feel free to scream, the shower water should mask our noise." I stated and she nodded. I stepped away from her, admiring the way the water was cascading down her body. She looked fucking ethereal, like one of those art pieces.

she whispered. I added a second finger and began to move them in a slow, steady rhythm, curling slightly to find the spot that made her hips jerk. My thumb stayed on her clit, rubbing in small circles. Elena’s hands braced on my shoulders. She rode my fingers with increasing urgency, her breasts moving with each shallow thrust of her hips. Soft wet sounds filled the quiet room. I leaned forward and took one nipple back into my mouth, sucking harder now, matching the pace of my hand.

She walked right up to the bed, teasing my jaw with the tip of a leather crop before leaning down to stroke Jake's back. "Such an obedient little toy," she purred, her fingers trailing down my chest. Without another word, she unbuttoned her lace robe, stepping over my hips and guiding my hard cock straight into her wet core in one smooth drop. "Ahhh, fuck," she groaned, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she sank all the way down. The heat was overwhelming. She rode me with relentless power, her hips slamming against mine while she held a small vibrating bullet right against my tip. Behind me, Jake grabbed the dildo and drove it back into my hole with ruthless force.

My body was shivering and trembling as I felt a foreign feeling building up in my stomach. Is that the legendary cum? My body was shaking and trembling nonstop. The only sounds that could be heard were the slurpy sounds that came from Maxwell’s tongue against my wetness and Ethan’s mouth against my nipple. My thighs trembled harder than ever and I could feel my stomach tighten, like I had to release something. “Uhmm…ahhh….I think…ahhh…cumminggggg..” I cried out. “You are not allowed to. We are not done yet.”

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.