Erotica For Wonen Novels & Stories

She hugged me warmly. “Elena, you always pick the most divine venues. This place is perfect.” Lucas’s eyes met mine over her shoulder dark, hungry, full of secrets. My thighs clenched at the memory of him inside me against the window, his cum still leaking down my leg when I’d left last night. We tasted cakes. Vanilla bean with raspberry, chocolate hazelnut, lemon elderflower. Victoria chatted about the “intimate” ceremony, her hand occasionally brushing Lucas’s arm.

Venetia nodded, her breath hitching as the head pressed against her tight hole. "Relax," Lila murmured, her fingers circling Venetia’s clit as I pushed in, just the tip at first. Venetia whimpered, her body tensing. "Breathe," Lila coaxed. "Just breathe and take it." I inched forward, my cock pushing in and out of her, her ass gripping me like a vice. "Ow." she gasped. "It’s so big."

Emma lay beside us on the desk, watching with wide eyes and rubbing her clit. "Tell me how much you love your dad's cock," I growled, spanking Lila again. "I love it!" Lila cried out. "Your thick cock feels so good in my pussy. Don't stop, please!" I kept thrusting, switching my gaze between both girls. Emma reached over and pinched Lila's nipple, earning a sharp moan. My balls tightened as I fucked Lila deeper, the wet sounds of her pussy filling the room. "More," I said, pulling Lila's hair. "Both of you are mine tonight."

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

Fucking hell. I start moving slow at first, and then soon, I pick up the pace as I bounce hard, ass slapping against her thighs, lost in the wet heat and her constant stream of praise and filth. “Fuck, look at that greedy pussy swallowing me. So shy in the world, but such a desperate little cum-slut for your succubus.” Lira’s voice is low, wanton in a way that makes me want to cum right there and then. My nipples feel tight, hard, and when she rubs her tail against it, I feel like my heart is going to force its way out through my throat.

And me—I'm exactly where I need to be, holding her steady while my packmates worship her. This is what reverse harem means. Not just multiple partners. But true unity. True sharing. All of us focused on her pleasure, her needs, her satisfaction. "We should move this to the bedroom," Luciano says, voice strained. "More space." "Agreed," I manage. But extracting ourselves from the shower proves difficult when none of us want to stop touching her. We manage eventually, water dripping everywhere, stumbling toward the bedroom in a tangle of limbs. Amaya laughs—actually laughs—and the sound is so unexpected, so perfect, that we all freeze.

something thicker, heavier, real. I needed the actual thing again. My phone sat on the nightstand. I picked it up, hesitated only a second, then typed the word I had learned yesterday into the search bar. Videos filled the screen. I tapped the first one. A man and a woman on a bed, her mouth around his cock, moving up and down. I watched, cheeks warming, as she took him deeper, saliva glistening, the wet sounds clear through my headphones. Another video. Then another. In every one the woman used her mouth the same way...lips stretched, tongue working, hands stroking what she couldn’t fit.

“Wonderful. He’s… thick. And he fucks like he means it. My legs are still shaking.” I nodded slowly. “I heard everything. The way he was railing you… the sounds you made. I understand now. How you felt that day on the phone, listening to him fuck me. It was the same for me tonight. Listening to him fuck you.” I shifted on the bed, thighs pressing together. “It got me so fucking horny.” Lila’s eyes darkened. She pushed off the door and walked toward me. “I can make you feel good too,” she said softly.

Soft music played and my best friend had cleared out everyone else so it was just us and her two best technicians. “Relax, babe,” Patricia said, watching as one of the girls spread warm wax over my pussy. “This is step one. Getting rid of all that neglected shit.” I winced as the first strip came off, but the pain felt good somehow. Like I was shedding old skin. They waxed me completely smooth -- pussy, ass, everything. When they finished, one of the girls, a tall muscular guy named Rico, poured warm oil all over my body. His hands were strong, like really.. strong and bold.

"So, did you ever think you'd be offered a job because your dick is bigger than the last guy?" Russ chuckled. "I never thought about it." "That's not the only reason. You're also, according to Lan, handsome, well built, and have a reputation of being a nice guy. I do, essentially, what my mom and sister do. I give massages. By choice, I only do females. About half of them just want massages. The other half are the regulars. They want the special services we offer. For women, it's fingering to orgasm, eating them, and rarely vaginal sex. For vaginal I always wear a condom. Safer for me and for them. For oral, I use a dental dam about half the time. Do you know what that is?"