Erotic Writting Novels & Stories

My head spun and I shuddered, pussy flaming wet-hot as the rest of me. Kim pistoned his glistening cock in Jang mi’s gripping pussy, muscles standing out in stark, mouth-watering relief on his legs and arms and back. Jang mi held on to the man’s neck, bouncing her bum on his thrusting pole, swarming her tongue into his mouth, her body and breasts rocking in rhythm to Kim’s pounding cock. I anxiously kneaded my soft, sensitive tit-flesh, rubbing and rubbing and rubbing my button. I thrust a hand out the curtain and scooped up more rainwater, flinging it on my pussy and chest, oiling my erotic actions. I pinched a nipple so hard I thought it would burst, me along with it.

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

He studied the title - Watching Me, Watching You - then carefully flipped it open. Words leapt up from the page at him. Words that in his current hyper-sensitised state, carried arousing and magical weight: ‘naked’, ‘moist’, ‘distended’. Every letter, every sound in his head, every nuance of meaning seemed to scream to his cock about the body of the writer herself. ‘You can borrow that if you like,’ Diamanda said, looking up briefly from the wafer-thin portable computer notepad she’d pulled out of her other pocket.

I love contracts, because with them everything is written down, and I can use it as proof, because she will have signed her sentence without escape from the beginning. He had already fucked Erika several times from behind, while looking at her, he could feel her scent and her moans from the strong gallop she had received, but the woman was still being prey to the aphrodisiac. Even with all the sweat she had produced, that incessant act, the woman was still asking for more, submerged in the hell of pleasure.

He began to write. The nib was cold against my left breast, the slow, elegant cursive tracing the first sentence across the upper swell: “I will ruin you slowly, letter by letter, until every inch of your skin begs for my cock.” The ink was chill; my nipples hardened into painful, aching points. He continued across the right breast, describing in meticulous detail how he would stretch my holes until I sobbed his name. The pen dragged lower across my ribs, my quivering stomach, the sensitive dip of my navel. Every word sent shivers racing over my skin; the tickle of the nib made my clit throb in time with my pulse. When he reached my hipbones he paused to read aloud what he’d written. Then he

He bids me to unfurl my knees and lie back like a Vitruvian man. He paints the soles of my feet, between my toes then over the arch and ankles. My whole being is centered in the tip of the cool fibers as he continues, swirling and caressing every dip and curve of my body. My stomach flutters as he makes his way over first one knee then the other, writing, drawing. I feel letters being teased onto me, then shapes and waves. I am losing myself in this slow careful ecstasy. At last the brush swoops over my mons, intertwining with my own curling fibers. My pussy is slick with desire now, and I wish he would dip into me. I open my legs as wide as I can and tense my buttocks, forcing my entrance h

She had a feeling that being an Ultima Alpha she-wolf played a major role in how she was able to acquire both of her mates. “Tell me to stop and I will,” he whispered softly in her ear. Rain melted in his arms, knowing that neither of them had any intentions on stopping the intense urges that they each were feeling. There was no way in hell she was going to ask him to stop. She wanted all of him. Instead of responding, she grabbed his face gently and kissed him passionately. She gasped when he picked her up and lowered her to the ground in a soft patch of grass. He started kissing her neck, a sweet trail of kisses moving down her body until he reached just above her navel. He undid her pants

I was so wet, so soaking wet down there. As my fingers glided all over my pussy, I could hear the erotic noise my pussy lips made as I rubbed them together; as they came in contact, the squelching sounds of my pussy lips sounded so fucking sexy, the feeling was intense, it felt so good, the sensation was too much, it was mind-blowing.

Ero **** on the first date she confided in me i have a chromosomal disorder, disorder, disorder i need love and pain strangely mixed together my elixirs i suffer reality distoooorrtions a ghastly Vatican of ****** compulsions my soul is black matter my **** a seething cauldron of despicable desire my *** cries for homicidal cruelty mold me into a ******* fold me like a two dollar beach chair the wrong way tear me to bits unwind my intestine eat me like a blood ******* ghoul make me squirm like an anime victim i thought oh finally a soul mate with soul strange as a Dionysian mad hatter on hallucinogenics hot girl creeping grimacing at me meandering conjurations by ****** contortions stunning

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TWO RAINAL "F**k"Red my favorite bitch screamed as I ravaged her mouth my demonic kisses which made her tremble to the core. Her tremendous heartbeat went wild against my chest. My cock twitched when she nibbled onto my lips. A playful grin appeared on my lips as I took her breasts into my hands. Her nipples were hard just like my cock. I scoffed against the thought of Red having a threesome with another man.