Erotic Sotries Novels & Stories

My heart raced as I took hold of it, loving how big it was in my palms—yet I could handle it well. Carson's eyes went darker than their usual shade. Pure desire swirled in them. His hand found my breast again, fondling them. I reached for the glass of drink and met his gaze. "Can I?" I asked. "You don't have to ask, Sophia. Just take the damn cock and let me cum in your mouth," he ordered. A smile formed at the corner of my lips. I lowered the glass and poured a little of the drink on his cock, then started rolling my hand all over it. "Using my drink on my cock, huh?" he said when he finally saw what I did.

"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.

This gave me more comfortable access to her delicious pussy and let me go deeper with my tongue. Following a tip I'd read in an erotic story somewhere, I began with the alphabet technique, simply recreating the alphabet between her lips. According to the story, the unpredictability of the movements created a wild pleasure that built up steadily. It seemed to be working. By the time I was at Q she was moaning loudly, begging me, "Don't stop, Derek, don't stop!" Of course, I had no intention of stopping. I could have dined on this delicious delicacy all day and all night, wallowing in the amazing taste.

WARNING : This is a collection of short erotic stories. It is extremely explicit, raw and unfiltered. Not suitable for readers under 18. Step into a world where every shade of temptation comes alive. Where obsession feels like love, and ruin feels like pleasure. Every tale drags you into a secret desire, a toxic attraction. Where heroines love being ravaged, and still beg for more. Stepdads who claim what they desire while mom is away or sleeping. Dominant piano tutor who turns practice into breathless, handcuffed restraint, and a junior brother who blackmailed their sisters into a threesome.

deep, steady strokes that rocked her forward with every impact. Sophia lowered her head between Mary’s legs and dragged her tongue through the wet pussy there. Mary gasped, lifting her hips. Sophia licked her slowly at first, broad strokes from entrance to clit, then closed her lips around the swollen bud and sucked. The taste of her filled Sophia’s mouth. Behind her the priest’s hips snapped harder, the wet slap of skin on skin loud in the office.

Eric whispered with labored breath. He started moving up and down, slowly at first, with their moans still under control, until Zia asked Eric to speed up, making him do it brutally. “Say my name, darling...” Eric said in the midst of their passionate activity. “Eric... ah... faster, darling...” Zia obeyed Eric's request. “A little more...” Eric sped up again until finally his semen sprayed into Zia's womb, and he collapsed on top of Sadira's body.

Erica said seductive. “Your a naughty girl." Mr.Santos replied with a smile. Erica slowly lowers her hands down the middle of Mr. Santos' pants. "Ohhhh your so Fucking good" The young man moaned. "What are you waiting for?" The girl asked seductively. "Alright! Let's go" replied Mr.Santos. When they entered the hotel, Mr. Santos kissed Erica's lips torridly. He was so wild to undressed Erica. It also became Sadist. He slapped Erica while sitting and riding on top. Every salutation of him was also every flow of Erica's tears. She couldn't help but think of Oliver. How Oliver made her happy that night.

Pity? "I'm gonna warm this up for us," said Em. Em padded into the bathroom and Sarah heard the water running in the sink. Em came back and walked up to Sarah, still seated in an easy chair. She squatted down to Sarah's level and looked her in the eyes. "Sarah, I promise to make this as pleasurable as possible and once we get started, I know you'll be good with it. Surely you've done some homoerotic photo shoots?" "Y-yes," confessed Sarah. "But those were all staged and posed. We weren't actually having sex while someone took pictures of us fucking."

“This tight little cunt was made to sit on my cock like this.” “Harder,” I begged. “Suck them harder while I ride you.” He obeyed, drawing my nipple deep into his mouth and sucking with strong, steady pulls while his fingers pinched and rolled the other. I rode him faster, chasing the feeling, the wet sound of our bodies meeting filling the quiet studio. His hands never left my breasts. He squeezed, lifted, sucked, and teased until I was shaking again. “I’m going to cum,” I gasped. “Kai—I’m so close—”

The musky-sweet scent filled his senses. “Taste me,” she instructed, voice low and commanding. “Slowly. Explore every fold. Make me ache for you.” Ethan leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh first, then another closer to her center. His tongue finally dragged along her slick lips in one long, reverent stroke. She tasted intoxicating, warm, slightly tangy, growing wetter with each pass. He circled her swollen clit with the flat of his tongue, then sucked it gently between his lips, humming softly. Ophelia’s hips twitched, her hand tightening in his hair.