Erotica For Couples Novels & Stories

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

Like Audra's 'butterfly', Erika's version pulsed my cock with each cycle, bringing us back to the edge of the abyss, so close to cumming that one tiny wrong move would send us both crashing over the edge, collapsing into each other in a heaving, gasping pile of spasming flesh. For hours we held each other there, rotating positions every so often, sometimes she in control, other times me. The ramp up to explosion was shorter with each round, but we were both committed to the experiment, to entering that special place where two lovers can dwell, completely merged both body and soul. Sitting connected together once again, I looked into her beautiful face and saw heaven. She was consumed in blis

she picked up a small, curved vibe, “is very good for beginners. Quiet, rechargeable, soft silicone.” Aria nodded like she was in a serious academic lecture. “Right.” She felt Jason’s gaze on her every time the attendant said words like “clitoral” or “inside.” When the woman mentioned “good for using while someone is… behind you,” her face went nuclear. Jason’s mouth curled in a slow, private smirk. They moved to a display of couples’ toys—C‑shaped vibes that could be worn during penetration, cock rings that vibrated. “These let both partners feel everything more intensely.”

I curled them, hitting that spot I knew she loved, watching her kick and squirm. God, she was perfect. Every reaction was vocal. Every movement was a plea. Eva… Eva was a statue. Eva never reacted like this. Eva made me feel like sex was a chore on a to-do list. Olandria made me feel like a god. She made me feel like a man who was capable of destroying a woman with nothing but a touch. I watched her hungrily, my mouth diving back for her clit while I continued to finger her, adding a third finger to stretch her out.

Oh, look at the way his body’s gone all stiff, Georgie boy is sure loving this. Wow, look at that cock gleaming with your combined love juices... such a beautiful sight. Keep stroking his cock, use both hands now and get a tight grip. Slide your hands up and down, slow and easy... gradually building up on the tempo. Yeah, oh... hell yeah, watching you jerking off my husband in front of me is making me so horny. Oh, yeah... I’m going to cum again, just looking at you go. Oh, yeah... keep stroking it, stroke it hard... look, his getting bigger and more red... he’s going to cum... oh, fuck... here he comes... keep on stroking him. And don’t waste that delicious spunk, get it all in your mouth.

In this video, it was explicit. He added a new instruction. "Tease your nipples." He knew that drove me wild and I knew he still wasn't going to let me cum too quickly. The iPad would soon capture my desperation to serve him much like Jerome and Sam had recorded my desire to serve them. He then turned the vibe on again and gave me just a quick taste of its pleasure. I kind of hopped up and then back down on his cock with a little mew of pleasure. He then said, "Repeat after me." I tried to fuck myself as well as I could, but doing the splits made it difficult for me to get much leverage to lift myself. "My name is Beth and I am my husband's whore," he began. My head began to swim with lust a

He then bucked silently, urging her to ride him and she did. The explosion of pleasure that struck through them both made them quiver. Arric watched Eirika's lips trembling as she moved in slow precision, making him thrust into her in long slow strokes. His head grew as if it was going to bust open with ecstasy. Their breathing was low and labored. Eirika circled and rolled her waist drowning in the waves upon waves of heady pleasure that clogged her brain. She panted with a blurry gaze. The intensity of their coupling was overwhelming. "Eiry…" Arric whispered in almost awe. Eirika couldn't understand why each time seemed more intense than the last.

It was an erotica symphony to their ears. "Rodin!" "Yes, come for me, mate." Nova closed her eyes and raked her nails down his back and arms. The pleasure built inside her as her orgasm reached its peak and exploded. She screamed. A hot sensation moved through her, making the rain feel like hot water. Rodin grabbed and lifted her hips, never losing his rhythm as he pounded even harder to keep her orgasm going.

Eric was close, almost uncomfortably so, staring up a few inches from where his wife's pussy was being practically split open by Dex's cock. "God, baby, his cock is so perfect," Vicky said. "Don't you love seeing my pussy like this?" "So much," he said. "I'm so glad he agreed to be your lover." Nicole whimpered, biting Dexter's shoulder as she continued to watch. He guessed that she'd just worked an orgasm from herself. Whimpering, Vicky quickly built up her own orgasm, cumming as Eric leaned in and started to strum a finger across her clit. Dex didn't feel any masculine fingers on anything of his, so he knew he was being extra careful.

She trailed her fingers up the length of his shaft, tracing the thick vein underneath, her touch feather-light and maddening. Odessa broke the kiss, her stormy eyes burning into his. “The curse reacts to pleasure. To connection. We must forge a chain between us, a circuit of sensation.” She shifted her weight, rising up on her knees. Her hand joined Marcella’s, both of them now stroking his cock, their cool, sure hands moving in a syncopated rhythm that was already driving him to the edge. The sight was profoundly erotic, the pale, elegant hands of the two ancient vampires working his flesh, their contrasting energies a torment and a blessing. “Now, Odessa,” Marcella commanded, her voice los