Erotic Stoey Novels & Stories

She quietly replied. "Good, I'm just getting started" I smiled. I continue rubbing her shoulders working my way down to her back. Working out all stress from her muscles. I picked a specific movie that shows lots of sex scenes in it called Spartacus. About gladiators and Roman women. There was a scene where I thought she'd enjoy in particular. When the scene starts I start rubbing her sides and kiss her neck from behind softly. "Babe, what are you doing?" She asks when my hands began rubbing her stomach down to her legs.

I glanced over my shoulder to see him holding a soft leather flogger with wide falls. “Ten strokes,” he announced. “For teasing me. For making me lose control. Count them.” The first strike landed without warning across my ass with a sharp, stinging thud. It wasn’t too hard but it was hard enough to make me jolt and moan and moan at the same time. Heat bloomed across my skin. “One,” I gasped. By the fifth stroke, my skin was warm and tingling, the pain melting into a deep, throbbing pleasure that made my pussy drip onto the bench. My ass was on fire but I was panting and pushing back for more.

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

“Weren’t you the one trying to act all holy and innocent? Now you’re staring at my cock like a desperate little whore.” He smeared the leaking precum across my lips. Without thinking, I stuck out my tongue and gave the head a kittenish lick before wrapping my lips around it. Lord Edmund inhaled sharply through his nose. I took more of him into my mouth, bobbing my head as best I could with my hands tied behind my back. I relaxed my throat and took him deeper until my nose brushed against his pubic hair. The salty, masculine taste of him filled my senses. “God, fuck… you’re a natural,” he groaned, weaving his fingers through my hair and gripping tighter.

He was using his tongue like a weapon, licking me clean with slow, heavy strokes that made me arch my back and cry out. Once I was shivering from his touch, he flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees. He took another slice and rubbed the warm crust against my ass before tossing it aside. He didn't talk any more. He grabbed my hips, tilted me down, and slid back inside me from behind.

He flashed a bright, dangerous smile and added, “Don’t worry. From now on, we won’t take any days off. We’ll follow your little erotica novel’s schedule exactly.” A chill crawled up my spine. Something felt very, very wrong…

She told me with those sexy, red eyes of her as she licked Leo's semen, off her lips. I undressed, pulling down my shorts to expose my already hardened dick as I climbed the bed. I could see desire in her eyes as she stared at my cock, her mouth probably watering. Leo moved behind her and I got in front of her, before slipping my dick into her warm mouth. She moaned as she wrapped her lips around the head of my dick. Her tongue swiped all over the hole in my cock, her huge boobs bouncing with rapid movement as she boobed her head on my laps.

“You want to come so bad, don’t you?” “God, yes, Liora, please…” She suddenly shoved him back, sliding off the desk and dropping to her knees, eyes blazing. His cock was flushed red, dripping precum, twitching for release. “Then let me taste it,” she murmured. He reached for her hair, but she slapped his hand away. “No touching. Just stand there and give it to me.” Her tongue dragged slowly along his cock before her lips wrapped around him, sucking him deep, pulling guttural groans from his throat. She swallowed him inch by inch, working him with her mouth until his whole body shook. He gasped, cursed, but she never stopped.

Evan rolled her onto her back, his cock already hard and thick against her thigh. He kissed her slowly, his tongue claiming her mouth while Stefan's hands explored—cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples until she gasped. Evan pushed inside her first, his hips rolling in deep, measured strokes. She arched into him, her legs wrapping around his waist, nails scraping down the ridges of his abs. His body was a sculpture—solid pecs, a trail of blond hair leading to his heavy shaft, his thighs flexing with each thrust. Stefan watched, stroking himself lazily, his cock just as thick, veins standing proud. When Evan finally pulled out, glistening with her wetness, Stefan took his place, sinking i