Erotica Audiobooks Novels & Stories

One hand braced against the wall, the other teasing slow circles over her clit, she breathed Rita’s name. “Rita…” She pictured the way Rita had looked at her—hungry, like Mikayla was a feast meant only for her. Her fingers moved faster. Her breath grew shallow. She remembered the way Rita had kissed down her stomach, murmuring filthy praise like prayer. She spread her legs wider. And leaned farther into the counter. She could hear Rita’s voice in her ear: “You’re so sensitive here... look at you falling apart for me.” She stroked deeper now, two fingers working in. Her free hand covers her mouth. She bit down hard as her orgasm hit her like a brick, sudden and fierce, knees trembling, her th

Roth noticing he had placed his hand on Tristan's Thigh for long quickly removed it, " There will be a new development from today henceforth, I will adding a new spice to the segment" "What will that be?" Tristan asked, feeling the coldness, the moment Roth took his hand off his Thigh, he never knew his booth was this cold, Roth's touch had quickened his senses, raised his temperature higher than usual, not to talk about the twitching he was feeling in his pant. "I will be reading some intense erotic stories for those of my listeners who had always dreamt about me bringing them to orgasms, I will help them experience it" Roth said, giving Tristan's his breathtaking smile, as he walked out of

I spread her pussy wide and her hands held her thighs for me as I bent down to lick at her, lapping at her pussy, finding her nub, but then tracing back to her ass, unable to resist something so forbidden as rimming my plump, cute, nineteen-year-old student's ass-hole. As I tongued her tightest hole, spreading her cheeks wide, her hand rubbed desperately at her clit. "Oh fuuuck," she moaned, craning her neck to look at me tonguing her ass. Holding my tongue stiff, my head bobbed at her asshole, and I knew I was showing her something that she'd never experienced before. It felt so taboo, and so deliciously naughty, that my own precum was out of control. "Do you like that, Lucy?" I said.

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I don't like watching my porns without the audio, because sometimes, all you might need to get relief isn't even the act but the sound. I hit play and the audio immediately floods my ears. The low, buzzing hum of the toy is quickly drowned out by the woman’s ragged, guttural moans. The sound is so raw, so visceral, that my breath catches. I lean back in my chair, my hand sliding under my desk, moving instinctively toward the hem of my pencil skirt. I close my eyes, letting the sound of her pleasure wash over me. She sounds exactly like I feel—desperate, unraveled, on the verge of a total meltdown.

She would worry about Jessica’s fury later if she were to find out. Their breathing became heavier as they approached climax, and the sounds of flesh slapping, punctuated by moans and groans, echoed in the tiny room. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, turning her on even more. Fireworks exploded in her as she hit her climax, her body shaking and her walls gripping him tight as she came. With one final thrust, his legs shook as he spilled his seed inside her, her inner walls convulsing as she milked him dry.

he asked he’s voice low and sexy “Mhmm” I said, nodding maintaining eye contact with his dark eyes. “Fuck Bri, let me watch you touch yourself “ he says as he slides my red panties off my body. He brings it up slowly taking a sniff of them. I quickly spread my legs wider giving him a view, I pick up the pace rubbing faster, my eyes never leaving his. I arch my back into my fingers as pleasure shoots throughout my body. “Fuckk” I moan breathlessly as I feel heat building up in my stomach

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.

His fingers took their time and played with my lips, getting themselves wet and soaking with my arousal, and then two of them slipped back inside me and I moaned. "Ah-aah~ Ooh...~" "You feel my fingers in your pussy, Eve? Hmm?" He cooed. I could only manage soft, breathy little whimpers as he whispered to me. "Oh look at you. Look how flushed you are. Feels good, doesn't it? Oooh, Evie, your pussy is soaking. Ooh, I can feel it. You're getting my fingers all wet." He moved his fingers just a little faster, pumping them in and out of my soaking hole and causing it to make a squelching sound.

“My filthy toy, your nipples beg for me, not Sophie’s pathetic lies.” He stepped back, pulled her diary from his bag, and his smile turned wicked. “Read your last entry,” he said. He handed her the small notebook. “Rub your pussy while you do.” Eva’s fingers shook as she opened the diary and found her words about their lecture hall sex. “He should fucked me until I loose my memory,” she read. Her voice wobbled, and her fingers slipped between her thighs, brushed her clit, already slick from their sex. “Mmm,” she moaned. Her pussy pulsed, and her eyes stayed on Hayes.