Novel & Cerita Erotic Short Stories Audiobook

When we heard the librarian’s voice faintly calling for someone near the front, Jax thrust up sharply, grinning against my breast. “Better cum fast, Clara. Wouldn’t want her finding you with your tits out and riding my cock like a desperate little whore.” The filthy words sent me over the edge again. I buried my face in his neck to muffle my orgasm, body convulsing. Jax followed right after, holding me down as he pulsed inside me. We stayed locked together, breathing hard. He stroked my back gently, pressing soft kisses to my temple a startling contrast to the raw intensity moments before.

My head jerked back, my palms folded in a way that signaled I really wasn't going to budge or maybe get wet. I laid right there as his tongue started to lick me through. I enjoyed every fucking bit of it as he kept tongue-fucking my boobs. "Oh... that's so good," I budged. While my once-folded palms were wrapped around his head, he kept sucking my tits like his life depended on it. I started to moan really loud—loud to the extent I had to ask. "I hope I'm not too loud, Adam." He nodded his head. "The room, it's soundproof."

*I punctuated my words with a roll of my hips, grinding my soaked panties against the underside of his shaft. *Alec shuddered violently at your filthy words, a guttural moan tearing from his throat. The image of sinking into your tight, wet heat, stretching you wide around his thick cock, made him throb almost painfully in your grip. With a burst of movement, he kicked off his shorts and boxers, finally freeing his aching erection. It slapped against his stomach, leaving a smear of precum on his skin.*

When I got to him, I stood over him on the bed, turned around, and gently squatted over his face. "I said..", he trailed off. "Sit", he added as his hands brought me down to his face. "Fuck", I shivered. His tongue had already begun to tease my clit, it circled round and round making a low pressure build up in my belly. I took his hard throbbing cock in my hands, and took it in my mouth. It tasted like ice cream on a hot summer day, it felt like taking water when you've been parched. I mean, the taste of his cock was so erotic. I could feel myself drip even more.

Esmeralda lay on her messy bed, panting hard. Her black tank top was shoved up over her big, soft breasts, her nipples wet and stiff from Lucien’s mouth. The incubus loomed over her, his huge, hard cock resting heavy and burning hot against her soaked pussy. His glowing red eyes locked onto hers, full of raw demonic hunger. He slowly rubbed the thick head up and down her slippery folds, getting himself slick with her juices. “Make up your mind, beautiful,” Lucien growled, his deep voice vibrating through her body. “Tell me to leave right now…

Chapter Three – Retreat’s Rapture The Sapphire Retreat darkened as night fell, the stars reflecting on the waves, the cabana’s sapphire curtains billowing in the coastal breeze, the air thick with the musk of our passion. My body was a map of their desire—bruises on my hips and thighs, bite marks on my chest, cum and sweat coating my skin—yet the hunger within me raged, a primal need fueled by Marcus and Liam’s unrelenting dominance. The two men loomed over me, their breaths heavy, cocks hard again, eyes locked on mine with a fierce devotion, ready to culminate the retreat in a rapture of flesh and spirit. The isolation thrummed with the energy of our shared taboo, their partnership a sacred

He was fucking her not just with his body, but with his eyes, and it was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced. “Come for me, Chloe,” he growled, his voice rough. “Come for me, my love.” The words, the endearment, were her undoing. The coil snapped, and her orgasm ripped through her, a blinding, all-consuming wave of pleasure. She screamed his name, her body convulsing around him. He followed her over the edge a moment later, his own orgasm ripping through him. He buried his face in her neck, his body shuddering as he poured himself into her, hot and thick and endless.

There’s no coming back after crossing that line. She scooted a little closer, pushing my shorts towards my crotch, her bare skin leaving a hot trail against my bare thighs. Her face reddened, either from embarrassment or arousal. Maybe both. That little detail made my heart thump wildly against my ribcage. It was so loud that I had a feeling she could hear it. Her soft hands cupped my cheeks, tilting my chin up a little so I could face her, and I let her, because who could resist her?

“I knew you’d look so fucking good taking Daddy’s cock.” Mr. Collins started moving again, with slow and delibrate, deep rolls of his hips that made his thick cock hit every sensitive inch inside me. The wet, sound of my pussy sucking him in and out filled the shower. Ria’s fingers pinched and rolled my nipples while she kissed and sucked on my neck, leaving little marks.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.