Erotica Free Reading Novels & Stories

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

Everyone was cheering them and Dylan’s legs started physically shaking. Lucy was making it very sloppy and nasty, saliva all over and it was making me so horny, man I wish that was me. I wish I had a dick. Ashley was already shamelessly touching my nipples and pleasing herself. “She’s so good”, she whispered to Freddy who was just watching the show and drinking his wine. Then she pulled out almost immediately and Dylan held his dick in his hands and cummed in it, shaking vigorously. We all started clapping for her. And cheering.

He suggested, opening the book. "Is that where we were? Let me see." Instead of opening my own book I stood up and leaned over the table to look at his. I felt the robe open and my breasts fall forward. Max looked up and his eyes looked as if they were going to fall out of his head. His mouth opened and remained that way as he stared down my robe. I figured he could see everything right down to my pink nipples and a wave of heat flowed through me. Goddamn Richard had been right on, that was for sure.

The risk of getting caught, the hatred burning in my chest, and the devastating pleasure between my legs mixed into something twisted and addictive. My hips bucked against his face shamelessly. I bit down harder on my shirt to muffle the desperate, whimpering moans spilling out of me. Roman growled, doubling his efforts. He added a third finger, stretching me wide, his tongue lashing my clit in fast, relentless strokes. “Cum for me, Chloe. Cum on the tongue of this guy you hate so much.” I shattered. The orgasm crashed over me violently. My pussy clenched hard around his fingers, juices flooding his mouth as I came with a muffled scream into my shirt.

~Lena’s POV~ “Listen,” Jasmine said, leaning forward on my couch with that wicked sparkle in her eyes, wine sloshing dangerously close to the rim of her glass. “I’m telling you, there is nothing…absolutely nothing,like sliding two fingers over your clit after a long day and just letting go. Last weekend I had the apartment to myself and I swear I spent forty minutes edging and teasing my pussy until it was so swollen and wet I could hear every little stroke. When I finally rubbed hard and fast I came so hard my legs shook for ages. I still get wet thinking about it.”

I took a glimpse of my watch and turned back to her. “It is almost time for Physics class,we have to go and grab lunch.” “Sure…” We started walking to the cafeteria and I could swear that I caught Anna throwing weird stares at me. We stood on the line with our trays in our hands. Anna bent over and whispered into my ears. “Maybe we should read some of your erotic stories while we eat.” My body went cold. There was no way in hell I was letting someone else read my diary. There were quite a lot of erotic and sex scenes in it and the worst part was that they were not mine. They were about my friends or random students I randomly pair up in my head.

Charlotte woke to the slow, deliberate lash of a tongue against her clit. The sensation hit like a spark… sharp, electric and unexpected. Her body responded before her mind fully caught up: a soft gasp escaped her lips, hips lifting instinctively toward the source of pleasure. The tip of that same tongue flicked over the swollen bud repeatedly… teasing strokes that sent zinging sensations racing through her core, down her thighs and up her spine. Each flick was precise, maddening, designed to make her ache without mercy

she whispered to the empty room, hips rolling up to meet her touch. The front door clicked open sooner than expected. Ethan was home early from work, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up to expose those strong forearms she loved. He stepped into the living room, freezing at the sight: Lila, completely nude, body arched in ecstasy, fingers buried deep in her pussy, glistening with arousal. Her full breasts heaved with each breath, nipples hard peaks, her thighs slick and parted invitingly. “Christ, Lila,” he muttered, voice a gravelly rumble that sent shivers down her spine. His eyes darkened, locked on the obscene display—her hand moving rhythmically, the wet sounds echoing. “What the hell are yo

“Sir, you need to read sometimes. Calm your nerves, relax your thoughts. There’s a great app—GoodNovel.” I found it on the app store and downloaded it in seconds. The interface popped up and right there under the NEW tab was something that stopped me in my tracks: Bound By His Rules: MM Short Erotica Compilation. There was no hesitation from me. I clicked it immediately. The first chapter was like a slap to my already overloaded senses. Professor Richard—cold, confident, dominant. Student Gregory—shy, brilliant, bending under power like he was made to submit. I couldn’t stop reading.

And why was my heart racing when he had his eyes fixed on me. ********* Aunt May had a ladies hangout with some of her friends leaving me alone. My step uncle also met with a distant friend of his, but I wasn't bothered about being left home alone. I had the room to myself, dressed exactly how Uncle Wilton would have wanted me as I read another piece from my collection of erotic book. My legs were growing weak and I spread them wide while imagining my step uncle was touching me from behind. I should had reprimanded myself right there but I was too overwhelmed by the flow of erotic thoughts. My hand reached downwards skirting past my abdomen.