Erotic Story Short Novels & Stories

he murmured, fingers tightening as she sucked harder. Her hand stroked the base in time with each plunge, her throat taking him deeper until tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. She gagged softly and pulled back, saliva slicking his shaft. The sounds were obscene, wet, messy, erotic. "Stop," he rasped suddenly, tugging gently. "I don't want to come in your mouth. Not yet." She gave one last teasing lick, letting his cock fall from her lips with a wet pop. He was flushed, glistening, twitching with need.

“And if you catch me?” Maksim’s smile was slow and dangerous. “I fuck you raw in the snow until the only name you ever remember is mine.” He leaned forward, dropping his head until his mouth was right against her ear. “Then I’ll make you watch it.” He took a step back. A beat passed, then another. She bolted. He threw his head back and laughed. She was one kinky motherfucker. She was quite fast for a small person but he gave her a ten-second head start because he wasn’t a completely horrible person.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

“Not even close, baby. I'm gonna fill you up until you're dripping with my cum.” THE END. PLEASE WATCH OUT FOR BOOK 2 — HOTTER AND EVEN BETTER!

I was very hesitant about letting him, but he was cute, sexy, and we had been friends for a while. We looked each other in the eyes and he put my hair behind my ears. I went in for the kiss and we made out sensually for about 2 minutes. He was grabbing my breasts a little bit. He laid me down on the couch. I was wearing a black halter top, white jean shorts, and an anklet. He unzipped my shorts and he took them off. I was massaging my own breasts while he was stripping my shorts. He started by fingering me. I laid my head back and moaned. His fingers were nice and pleasurable. He fingered me for about 5 minutes until he found my g spot. I didn’t squirt surprisingly but I was teased and edged

Erica replied between moans as she started getting closer to cumming, having absolutely no idea anything like that would happen that day. “Oooooohhh....” Ed said as he came again before he pulled out of Erica and sat back on Darla’s chair before both of the sexy woman sat on his lap, “I can’t fuck anymore right now. My abs are burnin’ and I’m outta man sauce.” “Man sauce?! Haha!!” Erica exclaimed before her and Darla busted out into laughter and smiled back at him.

He fucked her hard and fast, one hand reaching down to rub her clit. “Come for me again,” he growled. “Let the whole island hear how much you love young cock.” Victoria shattered for the third time, her pussy pulsing around him. Jax followed moments later, burying himself deep and filling her with thick, hot spurts of cum. They lay together in the sand, breathing hard, bodies glistening with sweat and oil. Jax kissed her neck softly. “That was just the beginning,” he murmured. “We still have twenty-six more days.”

He had a big dick, he looked like he might also know what to do with his fingers and tongue, and I just couldn’t wait to see him in action. We both started rubbing her pussy, both our fingers flicking her clit and teasing the slit between her legs through her shorts as we took her tits in our mouths. “Oh…. Oh fuck…. Dustin! Felix. Fuck. I—Oh my god. Fuckkkk.” That was it. That was exactly what I wanted and the fact that she had screamed Dustin’s name so loud first told me that she also knew what I wanted. Her body began to shake as her pussy began oozing from behind her shorts. I reached up and grabbed her shorts, pulling them down and revealing her perfectly shaved pussy, and as I pulled th

Anything. Aaron’s hands were everywhere, rough and insistent. He gripped her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, the cool granite biting into her bare thighs as her short dress hiked up dangerously high. The pink lace thong was exposed again, damp from her earlier masturbation and the dream’s lingering heat. He stepped between her legs, forcing them apart with his hips, and she felt it—the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her core through his jeans. “Aaron… we can’t,” she gasped, breaking the kiss, her voice a shaky whisper. But even as she said it, her hips twitched involuntarily, seeking more friction.

There was an odd swear word in it but it seemed right for the context'. 'Did it turn you on?' I asked simply. Julia now flushed bright red and did not answer. 'Your face tells me that it did. I'm glad, which is what it's supposed to do. Did it offend you?' 'No. How could a lovely story like that offend me?' she asked in return. 'What better definition of erotic writing do you want. Something that is not offensive but is a turn on both mentally and physically' 'Do you think that that story is true?'