Erotic Short Novels Novels & Stories

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

Sweat beads coat my face; pools between my breasts. Terrence pokes my pussy hole with his tongue and my hips buck off the floor, but he’s right there, waiting to hold me down with those long fingers. The same fingers I had fantasized about for weeks. If only Marcus Baker could see me right now. I wonder how he’s faring with his list. With Terrence Walsh conquered, I’ve only got four more names I have to cross off my list. Four more people I have to fuck before finals. It’s so thrilling living on the edge, so much that when Terrence finally sinks his cock into my wetness, I hold him firmly with my pussy walls, milking him for everything he’s worth. He nearly comes right then but somehow, he f

Hated how my thighs trembled and another gush of slickness leaked down my inner thigh. But my body moved anyway—small, hesitant steps across the cool hardwood until I was standing right in front of her, close enough to smell her arousal, sweet and musky and so fucking intoxicating it made my head spin. Elena’s free hand reached out, manicured nails grazing my bare thigh just below the hem of my boy shorts. I jumped at the touch, but she only smiled wider, sliding her palm higher, pushing the fabric aside until her fingertips brushed the soaked cotton covering my pussy.

I plunged my wetness down over him taking it all. I sat there, propped by my hands on his chest and eyes closed, enjoying the full feeling. My ex had been much smaller. This felt good. I opened my eyes to see him grinning up at me. I liked the way his eyes glittered when he smiled; I smiled back and leaned down for a kiss. As our lips met once again, I felt Shorter’s hand spreading my anus cheeks and the tip of his cock at my backdoor. I’d done picky, yes, but never DP. I concentrated on the kiss as the tip of his cock eased slowly into my anus. As it slipped deeper in I deepened the kiss. When he was in all the way everything stopped for a Woman Of The Houseent. I gasped. “Are you OK?” Erik

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

Now that I’m turned towards her I can see her properly and I can see that her shorts are around her ankles and she has one of her hands buried between her legs. “I. I. I.” She stammers trying to speak. I start to speak but I’m stunned into silence when she takes her hand from between her legs raises it to her mouth and licks it. I feel my cock twitch watching her pornographic display and I wonder what the fuck is happening. Selina walks forward into my bedroom, turns around, and closes the door behind her, She then kicks her shorts off her feet so that she is wearing nothing from the waist down and then starts to walk across the room towards me. My mind is spinning as I watch Selina walk acr

It’s the very first time that I have ever let a full sentence out without feeling like I’m going to make a mistake and bite myself halfway through talking. Lira’s eyes flash with delight and hunger. A sweet, wicked smile curves her full lips. “There she is, my brave girl.” She kisses me slow and deep, tongue sliding lazy and affectionate this time, tasting like my own cum and spiced sweetness. Then, she pulls out, leaving me achingly empty. Strings of our mixed juices stretch between us before breaking. Lira rises onto her knees, straddling my chest. Her thick thighs frame my face, that glistening, puffy violet cunt hovering inches above my mouth, her scent is intoxicating, I feel like I’m g

He looked up slowly, letting his storm-gray eyes drag over my body like a physical caress. “Lock the door,” he said quietly and my fingers trembled with excitement as I turned the lock. Adrian stood and rounded the desk, stopping just inches away. The scent of black coffee and warm male skin filled my senses. “You look sexy” he drawed with his gaze lingering on the swell of my breasts and the hem of my short skirt. “Good girl.” Good girl Aughhh those two words made my clit throb. He has no idea how those two words messes with my restraint.

The fact that she had a pretty face and great body, combined with her inexperience and shyness, got Josephine even hornier. There was something wild, irresistible and purely sexy about that girl. Josephine wanted that soft skin to rub against hers. She couldn't wait to rub her pussy against April's pussy. Oh fuck. The erotic thoughts of her and April in a scissors position, rubbing and pressing their pussies against each other, made the volume her moans and groans increase. She increased the movement of her fingers, brutal thrusting and ramming her fingers into her pussy over and over again, her thumb coming in contact with her sensitive clit with every powerful thrust.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.