Erotica Literature Free Novels & Stories

We climbed in and stretched out, champagne flutes in hands and I wondered if life would ever get any better than this. We chatted and drank and played footsie until the bottle was half empty and the water had cooled to the point where we wanted to get out. I dried her with a big, fluffy white towel and she did the same for me, being very gentle around my genitals. I found the experience highly erotic and my penis rose to full strength as she dabbed at my balls and my buttocks. Taking her hand I led her to the bedroom and we kissed before getting onto the bed. 'I want to touch you,' she said, and I rolled onto my back as she knelt over me.

Lila My head's a stupid mess. And not even my favourite novel, Bared to you opened right in front of me helps me out. I'm fucked. Totally. Completely. I squeeze my thighs tighter as I feel the build up of pressure growing worse. It's driving me insane. Just from the thought of one man. Professor Karl. As I read Eva and Gideon's fucking scene, he is all I can think of. Fucking me silly till I can't stand. I let out a moan from the dirty thoughts, slapping my mouth shut almost immediately. A calming breath falls off my lips when I realise I'm the only one in this section. And probably alone in the entire library. It's almost midnight and only a nerd like me stays in the library to live her dir

Ryder wasn't just using his tongue, he was conducting a symphony of filth against her nerve endings. They were buried deep under the thick, weighted duvet, a private cavern that smelled of sweat, salt, and the heavy, metallic musk of her own relentless arousal. The heat was stifling, the oxygen thin, but Ruth-Ann didn't care. She felt like a goddess atop a throne of sin, her body vibrating with a raw, electric hunger that five hours of climaxing hadn't even begun to sate.

I answered, my voice frail, my body desperate. "Fucking you is all I think about." My breath clenched, my clit twitched painfully. I saw his face contort into something darker, he wanted me badly, just as much as I wanted him. I can't be a good girl anymore, not when these devilish eyes are staring back at me. "Then do it, claim me Frederico, fuck me, make me yours."

She came across a couple of teenagers and an old lady, and scanning a few more rows, Aakifahlynn found it, 'Erotic Literature. Aakifahlynn's fingers glided across some titles. She was more focused on what the inside was about, so she read the short summaries. After scanning about eight, the first thing Aakifahlynn came across that she wanted to grab was about passionate, romantic, or sexual relationships intended to arouse similar feelings in readers. She grabbed that one, and moving on to the next, she found one with erotic art illustrating the text. Aakifahlynn had gawked at what she'd seen but took it anyway.

Three dots started to float on the chatbox as he typed. Then it disappeared as he stopped typing. Oooh, that must mean he liked them. I giggled to myself, deciding to get even bolder. I reached out behind me and unhooked my bra. My tits sprang free, heavy and meaty. I made a soft face of ecstasy and took another selfie. I tousled my hair, groped one of my tits, two fingers flicking over the nips. I took another. Then another, with each different pose.

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.”

Their cocks were obscene: thick as wrists, veined like twisted ropes, heads flared and leaking heavy, glowing precum that dripped in long sticky strands onto the floor with wet plops. Marcus screamed through the ring gag, but it came out as a wet gargle. The five demons circled Lila slowly, breathing heavy, sulfur and raw lust thick in the air. She stood there trembling, cum still leaking down her thighs from the first two, but her pussy was clenching visibly, hungry for more.

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.