Erotic Short Novels Novels & Stories

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

Anais reached down and frantically massaged her clit. She was right on the edge... The escort screamed in bliss when the first contraction rattled her body. White light exploded in her brain. The dazzled woman jolted so hard that the brute's cock was dislodged from her pussy. Her body was completely out of her control when she plunged forward to the dirty ground. Princess Maya had never witnessed such a lustful and violent orgasm. She was mesmerized watching her best friend shuddering in ecstasy and suddenly, her pussy tingled once more. She was getting excited too. Anais was now on her hand and knees with her body still shuddering from her fading orgasm and feeling ashamed from climaxing u

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

No mistaking what it was. Her body ground against him, every move of her hips rubbing over his hardness. Heat surged through her veins. And then it hit her—his scent. That same scent from earlier. Her eyes snapped open. It’s him! The guy at the counter! Her body burned hotter with that realization. Wetness pooled between her thighs. Flashes of his veiny hand skimming her curves made her bite back a moan. She pushed harder against him, rolling her hips until he groaned into her ear.

He didn't disclose any information about him, but he didn't care now. “Yes,” he answered breathily, still stroking his shaft in front of her. Beads of his pre-cum decorated the head. “Let me pleasure you, senator. It's my job to make you feel good.'' A sexy grin found its way to her red lips. She stopped dancing and sashayed her way toward the couch he was sitting on. She started to unbutton his shirt and dipped her head to lick his nipples. “Fuck, woman! What are you doing to me?” Phoenix thought his whole body was electrified the moment her wet tongue touched his hardened nipples.

His thrusts were so hard and deep that they made my tits bounce, the sound of our flesh slapping filled the room and Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, his fingers toyed with my nipples, twisting and pinching them. His large hands came down as a hard slap and I bit the gag feeling myself getting wetter from the pain. He turned the vibrator back on and pressed it against my clit, switching the speed from fast to slow, teasing me mercilessly. “You’re such a dirty little slut, Maggie,” he growled, thrusting harder. “Begging a stranger for cock at a party. Now you’re getting exactly what you asked for. I’m going to fill this greedy pussy up. Breed you like the desperate whore you are.”

My thighs pressed together on instinct, but it was already too late. A slick rush of wetness flooded my panties, hot and sudden, soaking the delicate lace until it clung to my swollen fold. My clit pulsed hard, as if his voice had whispered the command straight against my skin. God. I was dripping. Just from an email. Just from the knowledge that the most explicit thing I’d ever written...forty-three pages of raw, shameless fantasy...was now sitting in his inbox. I had submitted the wrong file. On Monday night I’d been running on cold coffee and three hours of sleep, watching a course submission portal count down the last two minutes before the deadline.

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.