Erotic Storiss Novels & Stories

He deliberately showed it to Max and Erros. "Disgusting," sneered Erros. He only wants to give his virginity to Milan. ***

My eyes widened as I took in every single detail that welcomed me. Dildos, lingerie, dildos, collars, dildos, nipple clamps? - what’s that? - dildos, vibrators! - my mouth dropped - dildos, and more dildos! EVERYWHERE!!! Just what was this store all about!? Eriol, who trailed behind me earlier, now stood right in my side. He gave a light tap on my shoulder to which I immediately jerked away. Our eyes met and I swear he looked at me with a twinkle of mischief.

He said it like he rehearsed the words. "Why are you here then?" I asked Dylan. "You see, thats where you come in, the moon goddess only made one person to fit right for us, I mean that one person makes us complete and compliment us in all ways, we call such person our 'erasthai' or in a more biological term 'mate', the moon goddess is something like our God that has destined our lives" he says sitting up. So does he mean am that person to him, "so who is your mate" I asked hoping he mentions my name.

He was a work of art: defined pectorals, abdominal muscles carved as if by hand, tattoos snaking across his torso. And between his legs—thick and erect—his cock throbbed, so hard it almost hurt to look at. He reached out his hand, and Lucy didn't hesitate. At the contact, Eros pulled her against him, kissing her again with a tenderness that contrasted with the urgency of moments before—and she could taste herself on his lips. And she liked it.

I scrolled slowly through videos, showing her different positions Theo and I had done, me on my back with my legs pushed wide, me riding him reverse, him taking me from behind while I held onto the headboard. “We’ve done this one a lot,” I said, voice quieter. “And this. He likes when I grind on him like that.” Lila stared at the screen, then at me. “I’m so hot right now.” “Me too.” The silence that followed was heavy. We locked eyes. Something finally snapped. Lila leaned in and kissed me. It wasn’t careful. It was hungry. I kissed her back just as hard, mouths opening, tongues sliding together. She tasted sweet and dangerous. Her hands came up to my waist, then higher. The kiss deepened un

I whispered in her ear, rolling her nipple between my fingers. She whimpered and pushed me back, returning the torture by grabbing my cock and stroking it fast then slow, alternating speeds to keep me at the edge. Just then, "So.. I'm back and–", the coordinator gasped, the decoration swatches dropping to the floor. "I'm going to call security!", he shrieked his eyes widening in horror as he swept over us.

he hissed, his hips twitching upward. I smiled wickedly and moved back up to kiss him again, but Viktor quickly flipped us so I was on my back once more. He began his own exploration with renewed hunger, licking down my neck, between my breasts, over my stomach, and finally, spreading my legs wide. His tongue traced long, wet stripes up my dripping pussy, tasting me thoroughly before focusing on my swollen clit. Intense pleasure shot through me, and I cried out, fingers tangling desperately in his hair as my hips bucked against his mouth.

I reached out, my palms closing around him. My hands couldn't even meet around his girth. I began to stroke him, a slow, upward motion that made his abs clench into hard ridges. I leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to the side of the shaft, tasting the salt of him I lowered myself until I was eye level with him. I reached out with my tongue, giving him one long, flat lick from the very base all the way to the tip. Sebastian shivered, a violent tremor that shook his entire frame.

The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously

Excitement fizzes in my veins, because it's coming, I know it's coming— Thump. Dr Storm's hips slam into mine, driving the bench against the wall. I blink one eye open, gripping his white coat for balance, and the sight above me pushes the air from my lungs. He's feral. The calm, restrained doctor, the genteel family friend who always kept a careful distance—that man has burned to a crisp, and a possessive demon is rising from the ashes. This man fucks me with hard, merciless strokes, working his way to the hilt in three thrusts; this man glares down at me, his expression harsh, top lip curled back to show teeth.