Erotica Excerpts Novels & Stories

“Eat my pussy, baby. Lick all that chocolate off me.” He groaned against me and sucked my clit harder. Two thick fingers slid inside me, pumping fast while his tongue worked me over. I was shaking within minutes. “I’m gonna come… don’t stop!” Marcus curled his fingers and sucked harder. I came hard, crying out his name, thighs clamping around his head. He kept licking me through it, cleaning every drop of chocolate and my juices. When I finally stopped shaking, he stood up, lips shiny, and kissed me deep. I could taste the chocolate and myself on his tongue.

Alex responded eagerly, his hands roaming to her skirt, hiking it up to feel the garters and the bare skin of her ass, pulling her closer until he could feel her warmth against his hardening cock. They kissed fiercely, her lips soft and demanding, tongue exploring his mouth as her hands freed his erection from his pants, stroking it with slow, firm grips that made him groan. 'You're so hard already,' she murmured, her thumb circling the sensitive head, spreading the pre-cum. Alex lifted her onto the counter, spreading her legs to reveal her bare, glistening pussy, and he dove in, his tongue tracing her folds with deliberate licks, tasting her sweetness as he sucked on her clit. Lila moaned l

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!”

CONTENT WARNING: Explicit lesbian erotica, dominance/submission, public fingering/car orgasm, oral sex, multiple orgasms, praise kink, first-time sapphic encounter CHAPTER ONE I was nineteen, on my own for the first time at university, and just beginning to explore the sapphic facets of my sexuality the first time I spotted Sabine across the floor of some small town gay club with a stupid name. Electricity crackled in the air between us. Her striking, lavender eyes swept up and down my body like a spotlight, savoring my ample curves, tracking the gentle sway of my hips. Her eyes stopped at the apex of their second trip, her gaze resting on my lips. She slowly licked hers like a hungry cat be

"Your pretty pussy is so clean. So untouched." He used his large, scarred fingers to hook into her labia, spreading the pink, pussy jaws wide. He stared at her tiny, puckered hole, the virgin gateway that had never known a man's intrusion. It was a pale, dusty rose color, glistening with a clear, honeyed nectar that smelled of rain-washed lilies and the sharp, musky tang of a woman in heat. "You smell too fucking good, Ruthie," he groans, his nose inches from her clit. "I can taste it."

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

Quivering waves of ecstasy blossomed all over her, making her lose control of her senses and babble incoherently. Rood stuck a thick finger into her inflamed pussy lips, pushing against the flexible tension of her virginity. She cried out his name as his tongue twirled over her tender clitoris in indolent rings making her tremble with pleasure. She thrashed her head from side to side, wrapped up in a haze of gratifying sensations that she had never known before. An intense orgasm began to rise up within her, the kind she knew would eclipse whatever she had ever felt before all by herself reading those naughty yarns, yarns spun by the very man pleasuring her now.

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

It was the permission, the shared secret, that undid her. The orgasm ripped through her, silent and violent. Her mouth opened in a soundless cry, her body clamping down on his fingers as waves of pleasure radiated out from where he touched her, deeper and more consuming than the one in the doctor’s office. This one was stolen and dirty. As she shuddered against him, he slowly withdrew his fingers and brought them to his mouth. With his eyes locked on hers, he sucked them clean. Her breath hitched because it was the most intimate thing she’d ever seen.

Hot ropes painted my walls, flooding me full, leaking out around him with each pulse. The warmth triggered me, pussy convulsing, milking every drop, squirting again messy on the carpet. We panted, his weight pinning me, cock still twitching inside. He pulled out slow, cum gushing down my thighs thick and sticky. "Look at that creampie. Ruined for your husband." I collapsed on the desk, body humming, aftershocks rippling. But my eyes flicked to his cock—still semi-hard, glistening with us. "Evans... fuck I want more?"