Erotic Sories Novels & Stories

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

A gift for all my slow romance erotica lovers, a short story from: dividing and conquering the professor I,II,III Lily's POV With my tongue tucked in my cheeks, I press the new toy against my pussy wall and the strong vibration causes my body to shake. “Ahh…” the small whimper that slips out, bounces off the bathroom wall. Biting my lips and pressing my thighs together only makes my moans come out louder. It's been too long since I got fucked, too long that a vibrator feels like paradise to me at the moment.

Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try. She surprised me with what she did next. She held her hand up in front of my face. Then she lowered it between her legs and caressed herself. When she brought it back to my face, it was dripping with the honey that had lain in wait behind her lips. The smell of that sweet nectar shattered my resolve. I took her wrist in mine and began to lick the juices from her hand. My arousal went from mostly hard to rock solid with one taste. I was lost to reason -- she would be mine.

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

She exploded, screaming around her husband’s cock as her pussy spasmed violently around Marcus, squirting mixed cum all over his balls Marcus flipped her onto her back again. He and David took turns Marcus fucking her deep and hard while David sucked her nipples and kissed her, then switching so David could fuck her while Marcus made her suck his cum-covered cock. The dirty talk flowed nonstop: David: “You let a stranger breed you all night… now take both of us.” Marcus: “Her pussy is so sloppy with my loads… feel how loose she is for you now.” Emma moaned like a whore, cumming again and again until she was a trembling, cum-covered mess.

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.

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

I felt a shiver down my spine, my heart raced. I wrapped my hands over his neck, as he kissed my neck. He unbuckled his shirt, started kissing me. I used my hand to feel his godlike abs and his well-developed chest, with V-tapers. He removed my shirt, looked at my tits and said “Oh, these fucking tits.” He fumbled my boobs as he kissed me. Then leaned towards them, sucking on them like a child. He sucked my nipples as he fumbled my boobs. Then he raised my skirt, carried me and dropped me on the desk. He spread my legs, shifted my panties and spat on my pussy.

"I can see your smile. Fuck! you love this, don’t you? Your tits feel like fucking heaven wrapped around my cock. Look at how they bounce, all flushed and needy." He reached down, pinching one nipple hard, making her gasp as he continued to slide through her cleavage. The erotic sight of his thick shaft disappearing into her soft flesh, emerging shiny and slick, drove him wild, the taboo act making her drip onto the floor beneath her. Unable to hold back, Adam pushed her gently but firmly, her back hitting the counter behind her with a soft thud. He came down over her, capturing one nipple in his hot mouth. He sucked hard, teeth grazing the sensitive bud as his tongue lashed it relentlessly.

"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."