Novel & Cerita Erotic Short Stories Audiobook

I moaned, my body writhing beneath him as he fucked my cleavage with aggressive, desperate thrusts. I could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his muscles, the rough stubble of his chin as he leaned down to capture my lips in a tough kiss. "Damien," I screamed, my body convulsing as another orgasm crashed over me, my screams filling the room. "Oh god, yes. Fuck my tits harder."

Wetness soaked her thighs, and the air grew heavy with her arousal. His hands cupped her bare breasts, fingers teased her nipples, brushed them slowly, and she whimpered, “Oh god, please.” Her body arched into his touch, desperate for more. “Scared of Sophie’s gossip?” he teased. His voice was a low growl, and his fingers circled her nipples lightly. “Her words can’t touch my screaming slut.” Eva’s breath caught, and she whispered, “Show me.” His mouth found her right nipple again, licked slow, wet circles, and his tongue felt warm against her skin.

“Look how easily you spread your legs for me. You never wanted to win that chase, did you?” She shook her head once. He increased the volume. Her cries echoed in the quiet space. Her face was currently red as fuck but it seemed like she couldn’t look away anymore, somehow transfixed by the screen. He slid one hand between her legs from behind. She was soaked again. Watching the footage back, he hadn’t even realized she was begging him to cum inside her. He chuckled, the sound low in her ear. “Look how badly you were begging to be bred.” Her legs clenched around his fingers. “That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pret

“Tell me you want this.” “I want you,” she gasped. “All of you.” Aiden tugged her shorts down her legs, leaving her completely naked. He groaned at the sight of her wet pussy, already glistening with arousal. He settled between her thighs and licked a long, slow stripe up her slit. Dora cried out, her hips bucking. He devoured her with passionate hunger — tongue circling her clit, then pushing inside her, tasting every drop of her wetness. “You taste so fucking good,” he growled against her. Two thick fingers slid into her tight heat, curling to stroke that sensitive spot while his tongue flicked relentlessly over her clit. Dora’s thighs trembled around his head as pleasure built fast and in

Elise’s fingers scrabbled at the blotter, searching for purchase. “Touch your clit,” he ordered. “Show me how desperate you are.” She obeyed—reaching between her thighs, rubbing fast while he pounded into her. The dual sensation was too much. She came a second time—harder, sharper—screaming into her own arm to muffle the sound. Her walls milked him rhythmically; Adrian’s control finally snapped. He buried himself deep, ground against her ass, and came with a guttural groan—hot pulses flooding inside her, spilling out around his cock as he kept thrusting through the aftershocks.

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.

“You will not make a sound. You will earn the rest of your grade. Do you understand?” A whimper died in her throat. She gave a tiny, frantic nod. “Then begin.” Closing her eyes, she leaned forward. The first touch of her lips to his velvety head was a lightning bolt of pure, degrading sensation. She heard his sharp, controlled inhale above her. She took him deeper, her tongue flattening against the underside of his shaft as she worked her mouth down his length. The taste of him—salty, musky, intimately male—flooded her senses. It was the taste of their prior coupling, the taste of her own submission.

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

“Not even close, baby. I'm gonna fill you up until you're dripping with my cum.” THE END. PLEASE WATCH OUT FOR BOOK 2 — HOTTER AND EVEN BETTER!

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”