Erotic Short Story For Women Novels & Stories

The shower felt like heaven on my well-fucked body. Hot water cascaded over my skin, soothing the delicious ache between my thighs. I had turned on the massive wall-mounted screen in the bathroom and picked one of the resort’s exclusive erotic channels — a scene of two women passionately devouring each other while a well-hung man watched, stroking himself.

“A young woman like you — twenty-five, beautiful, full of life — shouldn’t have to go to bed unsatisfied every night.” My breath caught. The words were direct, but spoken so calmly they sent heat rushing between my legs. I pressed my thighs together, suddenly very aware of how thin my shorts were. “I… I don’t know what you mean,” I whispered. He set the glass down and leaned forward slightly. “I mean a woman like you deserves to be touched properly. To be kissed slowly. To be fucked until she can’t walk straight the next morning.” His voice dropped lower. “Not left aching and frustrated because her husband is too tired.”

“Tell me to leave right now… or beg me to insert every inch of this demon cock inside your tight little pussy.” Esmeralda bit her lip until it hurt. Her mind was screaming danger this was a real demon in her Brooklyn bedroom. But her body was on fire. Her pussy throbbed and dripped, aching for him. “We… we shouldn’t,” she whispered, voice shaking. “I don’t even know what you really are.” Lucien gave her a wicked, patient smile. He leaned down and sucked her right nipple deep into his warm mouth, slow and greedy, while the head of his cock teased her entrance.

she whispered. That one word... it undid something in me. I let my fingers explore more, pulsing in and out of her wet pussy— all while watching her face. Her lashes fluttered, her breath caught, and she squirmed just slightly in her seat. "Keep your legs open for me," I murmured and she parted it wider, hand gripping the door handle. "That's it." She whimpered again — that quiet, breathy sound that was making me go crazy. My cock hardened inside my pants and the need to fuck her hole in car grew but I knew I had to hold myself back. Layla might be back any moment.

"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."

Her breaths came in jagged bursts, her body teetering on the edge of spasms from the unbearable, sugary bliss radiating from her pussy, each stroke amplifying the delicious ache until it consumed her. Her features contorted in bliss. “Fuuuuck!” The curse tore from her throat. The men treated her pussy like their personal toy, fingering and rubbing until she was a quivering mess, before finally withdrawing. Thea’s vision swam with haze as they released her, her chest rising and falling in heavy pants. Then her right leg was yanked up too, splaying her thighs apart in a lewd, vulnerable display while strong arms locked around her waist from behind, pinning her steady.

She had a feeling that being an Ultima Alpha she-wolf played a major role in how she was able to acquire both of her mates. “Tell me to stop and I will,” he whispered softly in her ear. Rain melted in his arms, knowing that neither of them had any intentions on stopping the intense urges that they each were feeling. There was no way in hell she was going to ask him to stop. She wanted all of him. Instead of responding, she grabbed his face gently and kissed him passionately. She gasped when he picked her up and lowered her to the ground in a soft patch of grass. He started kissing her neck, a sweet trail of kisses moving down her body until he reached just above her navel. He undid her pants

Proceed only if you consent to dark, unrestrained erotic fiction ---- My name is Vespera Eric, and I have spent every one of my twenty-one years knowing exactly how this night would end. I wasn’t supposed to be an omega. Or at least, that’s what the elders whispered when I presented as one last spring. My scent was said to be as sweet as night- blooming jasmine and warm honey. It was the kind that made every unmated alpha stop in their tracks and every other omega despite me Before that I was just Vespera, the quiet beta girl who helped her mother tend the herb gardens. Basically I was a nobody before last spring. However I was untouched. Completely. No boy had ever kissed me. No fingers but

The man's mouth parted slightly as he watched her touch herself. She pinched her nipples between her fingers, gasping at the sensation. The stranger's free hand drifted down to palm himself through his boxers. The sight of him touching himself while watching her sent another flood of wetness to her already soaked panties. She let one hand slide down her stomach, over the lace of her underwear. Her fingers pressed against her clit through the fabric, making her hips jerk slightly. "Fuck," she whispered to the empty room. Her legs trembled as she continued touching herself, circling her clit through her panties.

Her nipples grazed his shirt and she nearly roared in ecstasy. The women who were watching turned their faces away. Eros won’t let them go and they couldn’t watch as he mouthfucked his wife. They were also getting aroused. “Jesus! Get a room for two!” Someone screamed. It was the lady in red dress. Eros groaned hard as the woman’s shrilly voice interrupted their desperate need to connect to themselves. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this desperate for a woman. And he has felt a lot. From what he knew, Dalia was no saint either. She must have been deprived of Sex and needs to get laid badly. He will give her just what she wants.