Novel & Cerita Erotica Free Reads

1 RUBY'S POV Soft moans filled the air, the book facedown on the sheets beside me while I pumped my fingers into my aching heat, legs spread on the bed. Fuck. Fuck. My mind replayed the words I had just read from the book and my pussy fluttered around my fingers. I curled my fingers, adding a second one as my thumb pressed down on my clit. I shattered instantly, moans breaking off as my words caught in my throat, sweat dripping down my face as I rode off my orgasm.

Lira speaks. My eyes flutter between opening and closing as I try to stay conscious. “You’re incredible, baby. So responsive… so fucking delicious.” She slides down my body, kissing every inch—my cum-smeared lips, my throat, sucking marks onto my tits until I’m arching and whimpering. My body tingles, wanting more of her touch. This is unarguably the most alive I’ve been. And for a moment, I am glad that the book I’d found wasn’t some motivational book on how I needed to find my inner voice before I could find my outer one.

“You know what? Why don’t you bend me over the desk? I want to feel this cock even deeper.” Marcus nodded eagerly and pulled out. Elena slid off the desk, spun around, and shoved her fat, juicy ass toward him. Every little movement made her cheeks jiggle softly, the sight so hypnotic that Marcus gulped hard, his cock twitching visibly. She bent forward over the desk, laying her upper body flat against the wood. Her thick thighs spread wide, ass pushed back invitingly, pussy glistening and ready for him. When nothing happened, she glanced back over her shoulder and saw Marcus just standing there, eyes locked on her fat ass like he was hypnotized.

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.

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.

Victor remarked; his voice low nad raspy. “Kiss me” without hesitation, Victor stared slowly down to her left breast, he massaged them gently in his huge palms, Aria climbed onto him, holding him tight by the neck with her arms, while filling the car with soft moans and cold breath. She tilted head back with every nerve that was shocked alive by Victor’s touch. He was massaging both breasts gently and slowly, flicking her nipples with his index finger and circling them. “Tell me what you have been imagining me doing to you” he commanded in a whisper. Aria said, looking seductively into his eyes, “sucking on my breasts till every nerve is awaken, drawing blood to the skin on my neck, kissing

Liam’s mouth found my nipple as he sucked softly, his tongue flicking the sensitive peak. “You taste so good, Kara,” he mumbled, his hands sliding down to tug my shorts off, leaving me fully bare. “Open for me.” I obeyed, spreading my thighs as his fingers brushed my entrance, already wet. “Oh fuck, Liam,” I gasped, my hips twitching. “Touch me there.” Adam moved behind me, his hard cock pressing against my ass through his shredded pants. “You’re so hot like this, Kara,” he growled, biting my. “Bend over for me, let me feel you.”

My secret words and my filthy thoughts. Heat flooded my face. I suddenly wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. “I…I attached the wrong file,” I whispered, voice cracking. “It was never meant for anyone.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I felt the faint heat of his body. “Yet you described everything with such precision. The way my voice would sound against your ears, how my fingers would feel sliding underneath your skirt while you tried so desperately to maintain your composure.” His gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower, tracing the rapid rise of my chest. “Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very o

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro