Erotica Friends Novels & Stories

I don’t know how he isn’t taken – lord knows there’s a line a mile long of girls waiting for their chance. I guess that would make Rob the funny friend. He’s lanky and awkward, with a mop of curls that look like permanent bedhead. His eyes bulge out of his head, overshadowed by a somewhat bumpy nose – part due to his Jewish side and partly due to him breaking it as a kid. He’s definitely not a ladies’ man, but he’s got a lot of platonic girl friends. Rob’s a little slow on the uptake, but he’s always there to back you up even if he doesn’t understand what’s going – much like right now. Instead of pestering us with questions, he shrugs and dumps the snacks on Kieran’s bed, then starts retelli

“Elena can never know how desperately her best friend is offering herself to her father.” The reminder of my best friend sent a fresh spike of wicked shame through me, sharpening the arousal pooling hot between my thighs. “I know but I need this. I need you.” He guided me to the sofa, positioning me on my knees facing the backrest, my arms braced on the cushions. The position left me open and vulnerable, my ass raised invitingly. Daniel knelt behind me, his clothed chest pressing against my back as one hand cupped my mound. His fingers parted my folds, finding me already drenched and swollen.

He reached up, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them rough, his fingers digging in, then sliding one hand down to finger her pussy while she kept riding, his thumb circling her clit, making her arch back and cry out even louder. I stood there, watching him fondle my fucking best friend, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the room, and I felt sick, used, like everything we’d had was just a lie. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, my voice broke as I whispered, “Alex… Alex!” Tyla’s eyes snapped open, she froze for a second, then scrambled off him, her pussy still glistening from how wet she was, his cock shiny and hard, pointing up like

But he knew he was attractive, as did the entire female population of Wylie. Wasn't it against the laws of nature and rules of friendship to think of a best friend that way? Issue the I could eat you alive, but wouldn't dare look? We'd grown up next door to one another. It wasn't a brother-sister kind of relationship, but it wasn't the kind to get all hot and bothered between the sheets either. Sex between us would ruin everything. Sex killed friendships. So what was up with him lately? All the innuendos and wink-winks?

"I'll just go, I—" "Lex?" I removed my hand from my eyes and gasped. No way. Sandra? She was still fixing her clothes, as was the other woman in the room, who was much older. Anyone could tell what I had just walked in on. They were certainly in the middle of something. And I was not stupid. They’d been licking each other’s pussies, which is OK for lesbians, I'm not judging, but my best friend? Sandra wasn't a lesbian, she had a boyfriend.

She had noticed of late, they seemed to be more sexual than usual, it wasn't that she didn't enjoy it but she missed the other side of their friendship. The side where they didn't have to see themselves and think of sex but the part where they could hang out and talk about their life, it had been a while since she heard Keir talk about anything other than how badly he wanted to touch her or fuck her. "I am not saying I don't enjoy this, I just feel it is getting out of hand," Octavia said. "Yeah, I get what you mean, we can stop if that's what you want, we don't need to add so much pressure on each other," Keir replied understanding her thoughts as he also had the same thing in mind.

"Orcs don't have mates. We have sex. That's it. Done. We see, we fuck, we leave. Done." "Okay. Humans can be like that, too, I guess. We're not that different." He shook his head, frustrated with me. "I don't want that." "Oh, okay. Well, friends is good. Would you like to go get some tater tots with me? We could do French-." He grasped my hips and looked me in the eye. "Kira, I don't want to be friends." I dropped my eyes. "Oh. Okay."

"Yes, friends with benefits. Don't exclude the benefits. I don't go around touching my friends. Let me just say this loud and clear Erica. I really want to fuck you." *****

“Mhm. Sure.” I fidget, feeling exposed. “She just...doesn’t get it. Like, she hates him. He’s the worst. But the way he touches her—it’s like he knows her body better than she does. And she doesn’t know if he really wants her, or if it’s just...an excuse.” Yara tilts her head. “So…they both want casual sex?” My stomach drops. “What?” “You know. Like, a friends-with-benefits thing. No strings. Just...bodies. Some people are into that,” she adds, nonchalantly. “Your friend could try it.”