Erotica For Her Novels & Stories

“I’m glad.” She was lying on her back. While he watched, she spread her thighs. Using her fingers, she spread her labia to reveal her opening. He took his c**k in his hand and closed his eyes. “If you don’t stop showing me things like that, I’m going to come.” “Come closer, Eric,” she murmured. “Will you do something for me?” “Anything.” He meant it. “Will you come on my clit?” He nodded. “And then lick it off until I come too?”

It was the exact reason our joint scenes were so intoxicating. I grabbed the heavy leather whip from the nearby workstation. "I'm going to give you ten lashes while you suck my friend's cock," I ordered. "Yes, Master," she whimpered. Eros gently caressed her face and flushed cheeks with his fingers before massaging his own hardening length. "Open your mouth," he commanded, and she complied instantly.

I groaned as her tits slipped from my grasp. "Answer the question?" She knew I was at her mercy and she whispered it in my ears before sitting up again as she rode me. "Ugh. Layla's meant for erotic and gentle lovemaking, so there's no comparison since I'm not brutally fucking her as I do with you." I held her waist to stop her so I could reply with my sanity intact.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

She didn’t seem to mind this because my fingers made her putty again; showing an erotic face that I wanted to gag. “I’m crippled, you know, but my hands aren’t,” I continued to say, rubbing her folds slowly. “I know...oh fuck, I know!” She answered with a hiss. She ground her ass against my hand like a wanton woman doing a lap dance in the air. She was obviously climbing her high. “My hands and fingers can do magnificent things,” I added, flashing a wicked grin. “Hmmh...hmmh!” she mewled.

I was certain she was joking and I said so. She assured me she wasn’t as she disrobed and climbed on the bed beside me. I was living a nightmare. “Just relax, my sweet,” she whispered into my ear as she slowly traced my navel with her index finger. When she realized it wasn’t going as well as it had during our erotic bath, she suggested we get back into the tub. I refused. “If you don’t allow me to do this willingly, I’ll have no choice but to drug you,” she said sharply. “I prefer you alert and responsive.”

Her tail snakes under the desk again, teasing along my sticky thigh. Fuck. I’m horny again. I want her to fuck me…. No, I want to fuck her. I would do it right here and now if class wasn’t ongoing. Shaking my head, I draw in a breath as Lira keeps telling me how proud she is of me, and hearing that from her makes my heart flutter. “You’re finding your voice, baby. So strong. So fucking sexy. When we get home, I’m going to reward you properly….” Her voice trails off as her tail snakes into my hoodie, twirling my nipples, making me release a breathy moan.

Her free hand stroked what she couldn’t take into her mouth, her movements were fast Spit dripped down her chin, mixing with the pre-cum leaking from his tip. “Hurk, ackk, aarghh…” she choked even more, and it drove Eros wild. He stifled his groans, hs fingers tightened in her hair as he guided her pace. “Fuck, Rosetta,” he hissed, his vice strained. “You’re so good at this.” “Hmmm…so good..” she hummed around him, the vibrations sent shocks of pleasure through his body. Her eyes met his, filled with hunger and submission, and it was enough to push him closer to the edge.

Antonio’s kiss on her neck lingered, and the hands he wrapped around her waist seemed to be there even without his presence. “What am I suddenly…feeling this way….”. She opened her eyes and exhaled hotly. She could feel the wetness overflowing and her clits drumming and kicking for a touch. “Not now, this…this…is bad…should I?” She sat up and looked down. “I have to keep myself busy and my mind away from any erotic thoughts”. She walked to her small bookshelf and found a novel by a talented writer, CAROLUCHY. Unfortunately, it was an erotica novel. Doris gave it to her as a birthday gift years ago, and she never opened it, the deceit there is the title didn’t hint on the nature of the novel.

My hand traveled down on her vertical folds just to know she was already wet for me. When I brushed her, she arched her body. My girl was ready, I opened her bra and removed her panty. She tried to hide, but I didn't allow her. "I want to see you," I husked in her ears. As I went down, my tongue started to taste her. She was moaning to the sky, gripping the bedsheets like she was going to rip them. I inserted two fingers, and, damn, she screamed my name. Slowly as her walls adjusted, I bit her flower bud to send her another zap.