Novel & Cerita Erotica For Females

“Always.” Erotica 2.

She first slid one finger in, then two. Rita moaned, low and shameless. She imagined Mikayla riding her face again, thighs trembling, crying out her name. Rita fucked herself faster. Her other hand played with her nipple, tugging it hard. She was close. So close. “Mikayla,” she groaned into the dark, breath hitching as she comes, hips rising off the mattress, toes curling, the sheets damp beneath her. She laid there, slick and undone. Then her phone buzzed again.

"I'm flattered, Mrs. Melinda. It's important you feel comfortable here. Now, let's dig a little deeper. What kind of erotica draws you in? The kind that builds slowly, or something..something more.. direct?" In my mind, I pictured her reading about a doctor like me, hypnotizing a patient into submission. Her body arching under my commands. I watched her bite her lips, considering her answer. This was going to be exquisite. She shifted on the couch, uncrossing and recrossing her legs. "It's mostly the forbidden ones, of course. Power dynamics, losing control to someone trustworthy. Scenes where the mind opens up and the body follows. I dream about it.. being guided, touched in ways I can't ad

I moan as she slowly pumps her fingers to let me ride my high. She kisses me passionately as my body spasms from my orgasm. "My name sounds beautiful when you moan it and it makes me feel good hearing it, knowing I made you feel this way," she says in a seductive whisper. "We're in for a wild weekend Erica and it's barely gotten started."

She shamefully clasps her hands on her face while she squirts as I coax her. When I had enough, I glide my toe to her slick folds and plunge into her warm inner walls while I close my fist over my cock, palming it. “Oh, fuck! Dima…” She vibrates, her palms kneading her tits. “This is too naughty. So erotic.” She cries out, touching her nipples. “Touch your clit, rypka.” I urge and she traces one hand over her clit and teases it while I fuck her with my toe then I fist my dick.

The bedroom was huge and luxurious. Valeria opened a large drawer beside the bed and took out several items. She laid them on the silk sheets: a thick black dildo with realistic veins, a smaller pink vibrator, a bottle of lube, and a pair of shiny metal nipple clamps. “Lie on the bed,” Valeria ordered. “On your back. Legs wide open.” Aurora obeyed. She spread her thighs, showing her red, swollen pussy. It was still dripping from her previous orgasms.

I’d been trying to ignore the question for days, but now that Seraph was leaving, I had to ask. I leaned forward, lowering my voice. “Say, Seraph.” She turned to me, her eyes bright and unconcerned. I swallowed, forcing the words out. “What should one do to pleasure a man when he is aroused?” I saw her mouth form in a big 'O' of surprise. “Oh! The time has come!” she exclaimed, excitedly sitting up beside me. “If you aren’t ready for him to enter you, you use your mouth. You have to suck it, Ersa.”

Inside, a man and a woman were entangled on the bed, their clothes completely removed. Some people immediately covered their faces, unable to look any longer. The more timid young ladies even let out frightened screams. My mother flew into a rage. "Charlotte Young! You have some nerve—how dare you commit such indecent, shameless acts! "Drag her out here. I'll kill her myself!" "Who exactly are you dragging out, Mom?" The people in front of me spun around. I was standing at the back of the crowd, stretching on my toes to peer over their shoulders, my expression nothing but mild curiosity.

My face burns but I don't deny it because it's true. "Today," Aphros says, straightening, "you start with Luxuria. She'll teach you the basics of female pleasure." "Tomorrow you're mine," Priapus says, and his voice does something to my insides. "And then me," Ecstasia adds with a wink. "I'll work with you throughout," Aphros finishes. "But they each have specialties I don't." Luxuria takes my hand. Her palm is warm, almost hot. She tugs me toward a door at the back of the hall. "Come, beautiful. Let's see what desires are hiding in that pretty head."

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.