Erotic Storeis Novels & Stories

I run out of the car, following him into the store while he chuckles. “This isn’t a game, Axel. You are going to get me in trouble!” “Oh, don’t worry, we’ll be out of here before you even know it!” he replies. Inside the store, a store worker rushes over to welcome us. “Welcome to Eros, where your filthiest imaginations come to life!” she says. She is wearing fishnets and corset that boosts her breasts. When she smiles and winks at Axe, her red lipstick makes her teeth seem whiter.

"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."

Havermouth, Present Time Aislen had the clear impression that she was the most unusual customer that the hardware store had seen, from the stares of the check-out clerks as she entered, and the hovering of the clean-cut, slightly nerdy clerk at the end of the aisle who seemed to not realize that he was stacking, unstacking, and then restacking the same packages to the shelf, his eyes on her. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and heaved a sigh. “I’m looking for something to tie my lover to the bed,” she told him. “I like my men helpless and begging. You look like someone who shares my kinks. Do you have any recommendations?”

However that will never happen for Eris, mating with her can only lead to problems. They drove out of the pack house then into the center of Alarick City. There were a lot of expensive clothing stores in the upper town of Alarick. So this is where the rich spend their money on to, huh? Iris thought to herself. She was not used to luxury clothing and it will be weird to feel one covering her skin. Eris parked the car beside a store named Daeva, just like any other clothing stores it screamed rich and grandeur. She whispered thanks to Eris when he opened the side of her door. What a gentleman, his actions and personality towards her changed too.

And I’ve really got to stop feeling hot every time he does. He holds the door open for me as we walk into the sex store. Gunna’s ‘P POWER’, playing through the overhead speaker, fill our ears immediately like a welcome gift. I gasp at the sight before me: it’s like stepping into a fortress of sin. Every shelf is lined with all kinds of sex toys; each section seems to harbor a special, horrifying kind of deviancy. “Shibari? What the fuck is that?” I ask, staring at the assorted types of ropes.

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.