Erotica Atories Novels & Stories

Eros and Elena eyes came in contact and looked away immediately, Eriteria caught the stare and cleared her throat, "What are you thinking so bad" Eriteria questioned her. "I'm sorry your grace,I just felt something...it's" She stammer and looked on the floor. "You felt it again?" Eros asked walking to her. "Yes,it's strong" Elena repiled and looked at Eriteria, immediately their eyes came in contact her heart race and started beating so fast,she fall on her knee and held her chest beads of sweat started forming on her forehead and her eyeball change to sky blue attractive to Eriteria.

I heard him groan through the phone. "That wet already?" "Yes, Father." "Say it properly." "Yes... Father Elias." "Good girl. Now rub your clit, slowly. Pretend it's my tongue. You want that again, don't you?" I moaned, my hips moving against my fingers, my forehead hitting the mirror. "Yes... I need it—need you." "You'll get it. But not before you come, right now, with your fingers. I want to hear it." My breaths turned into gasps. My fingers moved faster. The ache building from the moment I walked into the restroom now burned hot and ready.

Ariel's face falls to rest on her arms again, and she take in the deepest breath through her nose, the dots appearing and swimming in her vision began to dissipate slowly. Aaron's hands got to her inner thighs, touching her softly, almost like a caress and she jumped. “I want your body to remember. I want it to ache for me, to bend and break for me. I want to break and mold you into my personal play dough. I want your body to stand at attention at the very sight of me, and the mere hearing of my voice...I want all of you to stand erect, and when I seek it, I want you to cum. .”

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

My cock hardened fully under their combined attention, standing thick and heavy against my stomach as they deliberately avoided touching it directly. For what felt like hours, they took turns using their mouths, fingers, and a selection of smooth, vibrating toys they had brought aboard. Victoria’s tongue traced slow circles around the head of my cock, never quite taking me in fully, while Elena’s fingers massaged my balls and pressed gently against the sensitive spot behind them. Lila used a small vibrating wand on my nipples and along the underside of my shaft, the low buzz sending sparks of pleasure through me that built gradually but never quite tipped me over the edge.

My boyfriend is a piece of shit for cheating on me, I was so loyal to him, turned down a lot of guys for him. I have been sex-starved for a month now, even before I broke up with him. I touched myself a lot after the break up, but couldn’t still get that satisfaction I longed for. So I got myself a couple of sex toys, they were fast at making me hit orgasm, and making me cum. There wasn’t that intense pleasure you would get from a man, the touches, the gaze, and the voice. Even the moans from the man, how he gives you care and all of that. “I am cooked” I cried out, lying on my bed alone in my bedroom.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

The buzz against my clit was light but constant, enough to make my thighs tremble but not enough to push me over. Tasha pulled her fingers free and replaced them with her tongue, kissing me again while Monica circled the vibrator slowly around my swollen clit. The plug in my ass kept me stretched and aware, every tiny movement sending sparks through me. Tasha broke the kiss and sat up, her pussy still pressed to my stomach. She reached behind her and found my clit with two fingers, rubbing in tight circles that matched the vibrator's pace.

Isolde followed soon after, moaning low and grinding through the pleasure. They rested briefly, bodies sticky and warm. Then they used toys. Isolde grabbed a vibrating wand from her bag. She turned it on and pressed the buzzing head against Seraphina's sensitive clit. The strong vibrations made Seraphina cry out. She tried to close her legs but Isolde held them open. She was just getting started. "Please," Seraphina begged after several minutes. "Fuck! It's too much." Isolde smiled. "Just a little longer." She kept the wand in place. Seraphina shook and came again, even harder. Her voice grew hoarse from moaning. Only then did Isolde turn it off and let her rest.