Erotic Stoies Novels & Stories

Jasmine asked enthusiastically. "Are you interested? I thought you would be scared. Erastahai is the only woman dated, not by choice for lycan. An erasthai is determined by fate, a lycan will know when he meets his erasthai. They have a deeper relationship than the werewolf's mate. I can feel you when you were fourteen years old, since then no girl looks beautiful in my eyes but you! You are my Erasthai, destined for me, I also choose you myself. You're a combination of destiny and my personal interests!"

I licked her eagerly, tasting her sweetness, she moaned and lowered her mouth back in my pussy, licking me in return while Marcus kept slamming into her. The three of us moved together in a messy rhythm, with filthy obscene sounds filling the office. Marcus's thrust grew erratic. “I’m close,” he growled. “On your knees both of you.” Sarah and I slid off the desk and knelt in front of him, our mouths open, tongues out. He stroked his cock furiously, then came with a deep groan, thick ropes of cum painting our face and tongue. We licked each other clean, sharing his taste in a messy kiss while he watched breathlessly.

He delved in, a single, masterful stroke before he found my clit and began to circle it, a slow, torturous rhythm that had me squirming on the edge. “You’re still thinking about me when you’re next to me,” he stated, it was a fact, not a question. “Aren’t you?” “Yes,” I muttered, the word torn from me. His touch was doing something dangerous to me, rewiring my brain, melting my bones. “Tell me what you see,” he commanded, his finger pressing harder, demanding more. “I see your mouth between my legs,” I gasped, the fantasy spilling from my lips. “I see you bending me over your desk and calling me your little whore. I see your cum leaking out of me.”

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT, TABOO STEP-SIBLING DYNAMICS, BLACKMAIL, ROUGH SEX, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). "LINDA'S POV" I thought I had locked the doors. My parents had gone out for their weekly date night, and my stepbrother Royce was supposed to be at the gym. The house was quiet, the lights dimmed, and I was finally free to do what I’d been craving all day.

Louise Throughout this day of passion, I plunge into the abyss of our desires, a freefall without end, where the intimacy between us becomes a silent symphony, a language that only our bodies and souls can understand. Each exchanged glance is a promise, each brush a spark that ignites my senses. We are bound by a tacit, deep, almost primitive understanding: love, friendship, and desire are not opposing forces, but facets of the same gem, brilliant and indestructible. Together, they weave a web of emotions so intense they seem to defy time itself.

“Always.” Erotica 2.

I started sucking her clit while she was rocking on me, then I felt a heavy thrust. I moaned out and Stacy rocked faster, while Jason was stroking me hardly and steadily. I was feeling ecstasy, it was like I was in the sky. I started feeling Jason hand squeezing my tits. He pulled out and Stacy bent, he went up and he started stroking her faster, I took my head up licking her clits, sucking on it as I shoved two fingers inside me curling them fast too.

Oh, yeah... don’t stop. Keep that fist gripping your hard cock tight and stroke it up and down. Long and slow strokes, match them with the way I move my body. So slow and sexy, and so deliberately teasing... oh, yeah. Oh, my pussy’s on fire... oh, I’m going down on my knees and spreading out wide for you... keep your focus on my hot sopping pussy... eye’s front and down here, boy... yeah, and keep stroking that pole. Yeah, use both your hands, use your spit... make that beautiful muscle all soppy and shining... oh, let that delicious pre-cum ooze. Mix it with your spit and stroke your cock... yeah, up the pace a little, just a little... yeah, see how I’m stroking my pussy... long and easy st

“You came all the way here, just to have sex with me?” Eros shook his head, “no, I came all the way here, because you weren’t feeling well. Because you’re stressed and I want to try and make you feel better.” He sounded really sexy and I bit my lip without thinking. Eros didn’t wait for me to answer, he stared at my lip and then lifted me up in his arms. “Tonight is just about you and if you happen to get pregnant, that’s great. But I am here to make you feel good. To make you cum so many times that you’ll beg me to stop.” Eros said.