Erotica Examples Novels & Stories

"That's your labia minora. They protect this lovely little hole right here." I stifled a moan as he teased his fingertip along my entrance. "That feels good." "I know," he said. "You're already starting to get wet." "Well, I need to, don't I?" I asked. "So you can look for the ghosts." "Right," he said. "The ghosts. But it'll take a lot more, uh, internal lubrication to properly examine you. Now, natural lubrication would likely be more effective, but I could grab some of the gel we use for—"

This was a woman who was a master cocksucker and she loved it and the power it gave her over men. Eva released my rigid cock from her wet mouth with a gentle “pop” and slid her tiny frame back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and folding her knees, and looking at me pleadingly asked, “Will you lick my clit please?” I dove right in, dropping to my knees and plunging my face into her soaking wet muff, wondering why she seemed to be begging for this most basic of sex acts, something I know men would pay good money to do to such a glorious love hole. I plunged my tongue into her pussy and then licked all around it, plunging two fingers in as I gently sucked her clit. Eva came with a sharp yel

The free swing of her breasts added extra zest to her state of excitement— especially when Dina took a moment to play with them, making her nipples spark with want. Lorraine lay down with her knees up, her feet planted on the vinyl cushion, and her clitty on fire. A heartbeat later, Dr. Melling’s erogenous ass hovered above her face. She clasped the divine, sensitive cheeks, and pulled Dina into a sitting position. She felt the sizzle between her own legs as she began to lick the sweet furrow— Dina’s perfectly poised slit. Her ears went erect when she heard a sigh as crisp as the abandoned notebook: the

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

“Rub your clit while you ride me. I want to feel this pussy cream one more time before I fill it.” She reached down, rubbing her swollen clit frantically as she bounced. Her moans turned into high-pitched, broken cries. Her walls started fluttering wildly around my cock again. “I’m gonna cum. Ethan, please!” “Cum then, you pathetic slut,” I snarled, thrusting up hard to meet her bounces. “Milk my cock.” Elara screamed, her whole body convulsing as another violent orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, gushing wetly all over my lap. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent cry, thighs shaking uncontrollably.

“Give me those tits.” I rise and suck in a gasp of pleasure as he takes a nipple into his mouth again, his dark lashes fanning over his cheeks as he closes his eyes. An empty ache swirls between my legs, and I reach down to give myself some relief. Gabriel realizes what I’m doing and stops to watch. “Is that how you liked to be touched, Kayla?” I nod. He tries to take over, but I bat his hand away and shift my legs so they’re between his. “Later,” I promise. “Right now, I want your cock in my mouth.”

“My secretary. My ex-wife. My perfect little sluts.” Jessica and Claire watched him, lips parted, hands lazily touching each other’s bodies as they waited. With a deep, guttural groan, Charlie’s orgasm hit. Thick, powerful ropes of cum erupted from his cock, raining down on them. He painted Jessica’s full breasts and face first, then shifted to cover Claire’s tits and open mouth. Stream after stream of hot cum splashed across their bodies...on their stomachs, necks, cheeks, and tongues. Both women moaned softly, arching slightly to receive every drop as he emptied his balls completely over them.

Muttering my name like he was chanting spells. He started rubbing my clit with his thumb, circling it slowly as he bit my nipple hard enough to make me jerk, I called his name, like I was cursing at him. I caressed his head, two fingers dove into my pussy, he started curling slowly and switched back to kissing me.

I slowly lay back down, head resting slightly raised on the car door. His eyes watched me as I slowly adjust myself. “That’s right baby let me see my pretty pussy”. My legs raise, I see his glaze over as my leaking cunt comes into full view. I slowly spread my legs, my fingers sliding down into my wetness, gliding through it slowly. I bite my lips looking up at him through hooded eyes as I slowly spread my pussy lips open with two fingers, his eyes tracing every corner of my pussy

Her body convulsed more strongly until she plunged into an explosive orgasm that lifted her to the peak of ecstasy, bathing the man's fingers in the process with the warm essence that flowed from her pussy. Galata felt her body tremble, her face flushed crimson, a product of the shame she felt at having reacted like a woman eager for s*x before Dorek, who looked at her with a tender expression on his face, while bringing the fingers with which he had pleasured her a moment before to his mouth and sucking them, in an erotic gesture. She felt the hardness of his erection against her belly and saw him rub himself against her. "You taste f**ing delicious! I loved having your sex throbbing betwee