Erotica For Men Novels & Stories

Ericka misses Darwin's touch that night while she is alone with her kids. “While our two small children play outside the bedroom, he likes to frequently caress and lick every part of my body and check it with kisses. When making a passionate, romantic love offering, he is very aggressive. I teach my children to play outside and watch television first so that their father will enjoys sex with me because I miss his touch as well.” Ericka frequently seizes the opportunity to stay with him in order to satiate his erotic cravings and stop looking for other women to have sex with when he is gone from her.

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.”

“Nice, Nerissa. Neither am I. And thanks to you, my cock just shrank into my testicles. Don’t worry, I won’t ask again.” I was used to his forward way of speaking. He sold sexual fantasies, vibrators and butt plugs and nipple clamps and sex games, and sexy-time fun, for a living. But…I noticed when he was presenting and training, he was a total pro. Yet when he was around Keisha and me he showed glimpses of a warm, kind, dirty-talking, flirty-mouthed self. Most of all, Cornelius was nice. He smelled nice, too. He captured the scent of Elusive Male—a dazzling man fragrance bursting with pin-prickles of panty-wetting notes. L.O.L.

Something aching to be molded. I met him in my Tuesday night workshop. "Erotics of Language"—a curated space for writers who wanted to learn how to use sensuality in storytelling. Most came in with curiosity or thinly veiled hunger. He came in with a notebook gripped like a lifeline and questions trembling on his lips. I noticed him in the third session. He waited until everyone had left to speak to me. “I—um—can I ask you something… off the record?” I folded my arms, tilted my head. “You just did.”

He opened the case to reveal a set of sex toys. There was a rose sucker, a set of butt plugs they were different sizes, dildo and some tube of lube, to name a few. He took the rose and lube, he applied some of it on my clit earning a moan from me. Then he placed a finger on my hardened nipples, pulling at them gently from my body. Then he picked up the rose toy, positioning the bud over my clit, the petals cupped it perfectly.

My boyfriend is a piece of shit for cheating on me, I was so loyal to him, turned down a lot of guys for him. I have been sex-starved for a month now, even before I broke up with him. I touched myself a lot after the break up, but couldn’t still get that satisfaction I longed for. So I got myself a couple of sex toys, they were fast at making me hit orgasm, and making me cum. There wasn’t that intense pleasure you would get from a man, the touches, the gaze, and the voice. Even the moans from the man, how he gives you care and all of that. “I am cooked” I cried out, lying on my bed alone in my bedroom.

Succubus fluid could be used as a sexual aphrodisiac. “That must be rather unpleasant,” Emma mused. “He is in constant agony, but his pain is my pleasure,” Terra said. She laid on her back and spread her legs exposing her smooth gleaming pussy while grabbing the man’s leash. “Fuck me like you really want water!” The man had to use his hips to guide his cock into the creature’s fleshy folds because his hands were tightly bound behind his back. It took him some moments to slide his shaft into the Terra’s pussy and when he did, he moaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Once she felt her body quivering from the weirdly intoxicating pleasure, something from the inside came out, and she saw the man lick his bottom lip. "Amor," the man called out in a husky voice before he unzipped his pants. She, on the other hand, stretched her arms into the thin air, inviting him to devour her completely. In one instance, the man kissed her lips, his tongue intertwining with hers while his rod stuck inside hers. The two of them were colliding with one another, the smell of erotica engulfing the four corners of the room, followed by the sound of their flesh kissing from below.

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