Erotica 7 Novels & Stories

Light sleep, hyper-aware, refusing to sink too deep. Faint voices drifted in. Multiple people. Sex talk, blurred and distant. My mind flooded with flashes—skin, sweat, thrusting. My clit pulsed even in half-sleep. If I didn’t burn off this heat tonight, I’d never rest properly. I slid my hand across his waist. Under the robe he was completely bare. Soft, warm skin. Intoxicating. That nude photo flickered back behind my eyes. He caught my wrist and gently but firmly moved my hand away. Still chatting. Still smiling at whatever the other person was saying.

Lena leaned over her, breath hot on her neck, whispering, "Come for me. Soak my hand." The command tipped her over. Orgasm crashed through Teresa, her walls spasming, milking Lena's fingers as she cried out, body shuddering against the desk. Juices squirted slightly, wetting Lena's wrist, the release leaving her limp and panting. But Lena didn't stop immediately; she slowed the thrusts, drawing out the aftershocks until Teresa whimpered from overstimulation.

His lips found the sensitive skin of my neck, sucking a mark right below my ear. “No one has to know,,” he whispered into my ear, his voice a low, vibrating sin. “Just a secret. Just once. I’m so hard for you right now, I can barely breathe.” He traced his tongue up to my earlobe, licking it slowly. I shivered, my head falling back. “Eva doesn’t have a single sex bone in her body,” he muttered, his hands sliding down to my waist. “She’s all career and wedding plans. She doesn’t look at me the way you do. She doesn’t make me feel like this.”

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

“So warm inside… like velvet. I could do this for hours, just feeling how you respond.” Her words sent a fresh wave of heat through me. I crooked my fingers harder, rubbing that sensitive spot inside her until her thighs started to tremble. “Then don’t stop,” I whispered back. “I love how careful you are. Like you’re painting me.” Nova’s moans grew louder, more urgent. “Jules… shit… I’m close already. Don’t stop… right there… fuck!” Jules didn’t let up. She added a third finger, stretching Nova open, her mouth working faster, sucking and licking with single-minded intensity. Nova’s hips jerked wildly, her athletic body tensing as the orgasm built.

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I could feel the rapid beat of her heart, the aftershocks of her orgasm still pulsing through her body. I licked a slow stripe up her side, tasting the salt of her sweat mixed with the remnants of his cum, and whispered, “Let’s do it again… soon.” She turned her head, eyes meeting mine, and smiled—a soft, knowing smile that held a promise of more taboo pleasures to come. “Anytime, baby,” she murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction. “Anytime.”

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.

"I want to fuck you. Come on, come on, I want to put it in you now..." I teased him a little more, then stood up again. I turned around and, with my legs open as before, I slowly lowered myself, offering him my back, letting my butt graze his cock. With my sharp nails, I gently scratched his thighs. I was getting hotter and hotter.