Erotic Storeis Novels & Stories

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.

I moaned at the full, delicious burn. “Fuck, you’re gripping me so good,” he growled, staying still so I could adjust. Jax lay beside us, kissing me deeply while his hand played with my breasts. Rico started thrusting,long, sensual strokes that dragged against every sensitive spot inside me. His huge cock filled me perfectly, hitting deep with every roll of his hips. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer. Jax watched us with hooded eyes, stroking his own massive length. “Look at her take you, Rico. Such a good girl for us.”

My cunt would be tingling with excitement as I admired the whips, chains, handcuffs, dildos, vibrators and lubricants. The store was surprisingly spacious and it took a lot of effort to keep it looking perfect. There was a lot more to this place than just a shop. There was an attic room which seemed to have been setup as a classroom. There was also a kitchen, staffroom and a large toilet block. I also suspected that there were more secrets that I was yet to discover and certainly some hidden rooms within the vicinity. The owners for be example lived here somewhere but it wasn't a room I had ever seen. One evening one of the assistants was just leaving as I arrived. She looked me up and down

"Are you trying out the merchandise or is this a personal morning ritual I should be aware of?" "Oh, this?" I lifted the dildo higher, which was a mistake, because it just made the buzzing sound louder in the quiet office. "Oh, this is nothing, sir! I was just... checking the inventory. For storage!" "Nothing? So you're used to bigger?" he asked, taking a slow step toward me. The air in the room suddenly felt ten degrees hotter. He was close enough now that I could smell him. He smelled like expensive tobacco, and pure, raw masculinity. I was sweating, a fine sheen of nerves breaking out on my upper lip.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

She wasn't ready for that at all. That's when suddenly, her phone vibrated. She looked down at it to see a text from an unknown number. "Storage in 5," the text said and she immediately realised it was Metin Divit. It was finally time. Somehow, Erika managed to slip out from the living room area and travel her way to the storage on the floor above. She pretended to be casual, trying to locate if there was anyone around. When she didn't, she entered the darkness of the storage room, closing the door behind her.

His hands slid down her body, his touch firm and confident, as he guided her to the edge of the couch. Sadile felt a thrill of excitement as she realized what was about to happen, her body responding to the anticipation with a hunger that surprised even her. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, as Travis positioned himself before her, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her heart flutter. She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene.

Emerald picked up a thick veined one and held it appreciatively. “This one would stretch you so good,” Emerald murmured, voice low and teasing. Stacy flushed but didn't look away. “You think you could take the bigger one?” Emerald's smile was pure mischief. “I've taken it bigger.” Kevin pretended to study a display of flavored lube nearby but his ears were tuned to every word. They drifted deeper into the store, laughing and daring each other to touch things. Then Emerald stopped dead in front of a shelf of strap-ons.