Erotica By Women Novels & Stories

Without thinking twice, I untack the locks and open the briefcase type kit carefully. My eyes grow saucers as I see the contents of what she fondly calls her toolkit. Inside are sex toys used by women for maximum pleasure— dildos of differing sizes, vibrators, body clamps, floggers and other familiar tools I can’t name. Before I can speak another word, I feel her hands around my body, massaging me over the shirt I wear while she stands behind me. I gasp as her fingers tingle my erogenous spots, with her lips rubbing my neck as she speaks.

The vibrating plug had been removed at some point in the frenzy, but the memory of its buzz lingered, making her inner walls clench involuntarily around the emptiness now. The women around her, the brunette with her piercings and the ebony goddess with those hypnotic curves, helped her up with gentle but firm hands, their bodies equally spent and shiny. They pulled her into sloppy, tongue-heavy kisses, their lips sliding wetly against hers, tongues delving deep to share lingering tastes of cum and arousal. "Next time, baby," the brunette whispered against her mouth, nipping her lower lip. "We'll break you properly." The ebony woman chuckled, squeezing Lara's ass one last time, her fingers di

The announcer’s voice rolls over the speakers: “Starting off tonight’s festivities… a home-grown Kansas City girl… she’s sexy… she’s sultry… and if ya get too close she’ll bite your dick off… put your hands together for Club Eros’ own… VIXEN!” You know the song—Nine Inch Nails, “Closer”—but it takes a second to place. Spotlight hits the stage. She’s straddling a chair, back to the crowd, black thong and fishnet thigh-highs. Fingers rake through golden hair, lifting it, letting it tumble. She turns, slow, and for a second her eyes lock on yours. A sly smile. Blood-red lips. Then she’s fully facing the room, topless. Full, high breasts, rosy nipples. She works the pole like she owns the beat—l

My hand m‍ove​d on its o​wn, fingers slipping u‌nder the damp‍ fabric, finding my clit, pressing‍ hard, circli‌ng once, twice, matching his pace. Anna droppe⁠d to her knees be​side them, silent‌ and grace‌ful, sliding one hand up Greta’⁠s trem⁠bli​n‍g thigh, c‍upping a breast, pinching the n‍ipple until Gret‌a his‌se⁠d.

My… fucking God! Jessica was next. The red crop top came off, revealing her full brown breasts with dark nipples. The short skirt followed, and she stood there bare, legs slightly apart. Her pussy had a neat thatch of dark hair. It was not too thick, just enough to frame the smooth brown lips beneath. God, the hair made her look rawer, more animal, and when she reached down and casually spread herself with two fingers, I saw the wet pink inside already shining. Mmmmmm.

She was getting desperate about it. So, she always stood by the door of the dark room, peeping at Eros as he had sex with the other women. While she watched, she touched herself and gets her satisfaction. Tonight wasn't an exception. She was busy watching Eros and the whore and touching herself that she didn't notice that she had company.

Her past life haunted and ruined her desire in the worst way. . . . More Erotica coming!!!

But she just didn’t trust men anymore. She talked a good game, at least to Rhonda, making suggestive remarks, commenting on men; as if she were a tiger on the prowl, and those men were prey. But it was all a front. She was scared to death to think about dating again ... about exposing herself to a man’s control ... and wrath. She had purchased what she called her “perfect man”, a seven inch dildo that only Rhonda knew she owned. She had used it for over five years, but lately, it had lost some of its appeal.

He said breathlessly, his chest heaving as he spoke. I watched as his eyes exploded my body, taking in the sight of me, his eyes landing in between my legs on my red panties now exposed cause my skirt had bunched up around my waist. I reached down between us, my hand sliding into my panties and sliding between my wetness. My fingers found my clit as I slowly rubbed circles around it. “Fuckkk” Dave said slowly he’s eyes watching me as I touch myself “Are you wet for me baby” he asked he’s voice low and sexy

I licked my lips and thought about being in her position very shortly, but then again I wanted to go slow and ease him into it and I was getting paid per lesson. I heard Max pop open a can in the kitchen and knew I only had a minute or two to figure out what I wanted to do. On the screen the woman was now teasing, sitting back and stroking his glistening cock, jerking him and asking him what he wanted. He moaned and pumped his hips, begging her for more, but she giggled and kept stroking him while waggling her tongue over the tip of his cock. Inspiration hit me and at the sound of footsteps in the kitchen, I closed the lap top and took it off the table along with his note book and went into