Erotic Stories Lit Novels & Stories

My hands are balled into fists, my knuckles turning white, nails digging into my palms. Ellie pulls back from her kiss, lips parted in a gasp I can’t hear through the glass. The man’s mouth widens into a shit-eating grin of pure indulgence. His hand slaps Ellie’s beautiful ass again and this time I can hear a faint Oh! of erotic bliss escape her lips. Her hips rock slowly back and forth. His arm moves up and down. I can’t see what they’re doing, but I’ve seen enough p**n to know that he is fingering the woman I came to declare my love for.

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

That caused my eyebrows to raise and my cheeks to blush. "Well... If you like that mix, maybe 'Story of O' by Pauline Réage, 'The Lover' by Marguerite Duras, 'Tropic of Cancer' by Henry Miller, or 'Delta of Venus' by Anaïs Nin could be recommended," I suggested, my face burning. These were considered significant works of erotic literature, but at the same time, they were quite scandalous. "Did you enjoy them?" he asked with a slightly huskier voice. "I like forming my own opinions."

The atmosphere grew more charged as he spoke, and suddenly I felt Professor Rodriguez's hand touching mine gently. "So tell me, Jordan," she said quietly. "In your story, you write about a couple. Is that something you fantasize about?" I nodded, finding it difficult to speak as her scent enveloped me. Marcus's knees were now close enough to touch mine under my clothes. We discussed literature for several minutes about a few things, though I spoke little. She stood, her form strikingly beautiful. "Let's enjoy the hot tub it's perfect tonight." My stomach fluttered, but I managed to follow them to the guest room to change.

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Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

A grin flashed across Erick's face. He gently guided me backwards until I fell across the bed. As I shuffled into place, he crawled up between my legs, his cock rock hard and the condom shining around it. Erick carefully lined up his cock with my entrance, flashed me a grin, and then slammed his entire length into me. A groan escaped me lips. Automatically, I wrapped my legs around him, trying to push him even deeper inside me. The heat that had been burning in my crotch all night began to grow and spread until it felt as if my entire body was burning.

I said to Ginger, as I slipped my hands under her nightshirt and felt her bare ass with both of my hands. "Right, they don't know about our sapphic love affairs yet," said Ginger. "Sapphic, I like that word. Why have we not used it before?" I asked. "Probably because I only just learned it last week while reading a story on Literotica," said Ginger. "Literotica, what's that?" I asked. "Only the best website in the world for erotic literature and the like. You should check it out," said Ginger. "I'll do that when we get back home, it sounds interesting!" I replied.

He looked dangerous and irresistible at the same time. “These books contain ancient erotic magic,” he warned, his midnight eyes locked on mine. “Every story can be brought to life. The pleasure you’ll feel will be real. Absolutely real. But staying too long comes with a price.” “I don’t believe you,” I breathed and stepped back from him, even as heat bloomed low in my stomach. Lucian reached out to me slowly, His fingers brushed the sensitive skin on the inside of my wrist just the lightest touch. I get an intense pleasure that explodes through my body like liquid fire. My knees buckled instantly.