Erotica Men Novels & Stories

He couldn’t think of anything to say for once. “Men seem to have a problem with that,” she said, lounging back with her drink and looking at him from the corner of her eyes. "They put too much focus on the physical. It’s all about getting off instead of the emotions of the act. If erotica were p**n, men would read it instead of watching three-minute internet videos. You don’t have to think to watch a video.” She was visibly more comfortable than she’d been just a few minutes earlier, legs crossed languidly in front of her, foot drawing circles in the air. She didn’t even seem aware of how much her body had relaxed.

Her phone blinked with profiles of men on the dating app: Marcos, muscular with gym photos showing defined abs and a bulge in his pants that promised thickness; Pedro, 35, tattooed with stubble and mischievous looks in bar selfies; and Thiago, 30, tall and well-endowed, with previous messages full of promises like "I'm gonna wreck you until you beg." "I want real cocks, filling everything, cum dripping from my mouth, pussy, and ass like a slut in ecstasy," she thought, juices already dripping from her slit as she imagined the gangbang, three men using her mercilessly, cocks invading orifices, hot semen filling her until it leaked.

For those final few seconds, I smother her face with my slick pûssy, my hips rocking uncontrollably even as the waves of my órgasm begin to subside. Then, my body collapses forward, exhaustion washing over me. I feel her crawl from beneath me, rising to face me. Her face is wet, her usual scent now overpowered by the raw, intoxicating scent of my release. “You’re so beautiful,” she murmurs softly. “How can I ever repay you for that?” I ask, gentle pants still escaping my lips. “Make love to me, Tori. Real girl-on-girl love-making—the way only another woman can.” “Like… pûssy grinding?” I ask uncertainly. I’ve never done anything like this before.

“That one Emotion is what motivates a lot of people and I use it well to my advantage.” The doors opened with a slow creak and in stepped Terra with nothing on. Adam’s mouth watered as he laid his eyes on her. She winked at Adam and his already throbbing shaft strained against his tight trousers. He gulped as her pheromones filled the room. Behind her were three men who followed her like lost puppies, their face dazed with lust. They were naked and collared like the unconscious men on the floor. “Clean up the mess,” Terra ordered the men as she pointed to the sleeping men. The three men went to work immediately.

Third fucking orgasm. Fucking hell, I have never in all my years of having sex met a man who is as generous as this man that I know absolutely nothing about. Most of the men I fuck have the stamina of a fucking sloth, and they would cum once and decide they’ve done a million fucking years of labor. And don’t even get me started on the sizes of their cock, Morningstar’s cock makes all their cocks look like dwarves, and I don’t mean individually, I mean combined.

“I said, come.” My breath had already turned shallow. “What? Why?” “You know why.”He drawled quietly, eyes piercing into mine. “I can give you what you want.” “What I want?” “Yes. I can make you cum in the best ways... beyond ways Felix can even dream of. Beyond your wildest, filthiest fantasies. I can make it all come true.” My heart hammered so hard, both my hands shaking by my side. “Y-you're crazy. And disgusting. I'm your brother's wife. How can you even say that to me?”

the soft noises of his mouth, my helpless whimpers, the low groans vibrating against me. My fingers curled against the desk, nails scraping wood as pleasure coiled tighter in my belly. “You taste like every dirty fantasy I’ve had since September,” he murmured against me. “Sweet. Filthy. Mine.” He sucked my clit hard, then eased two thick fingers inside, curling them against the spot that made stars burst behind my eyelids. “Oh God...Dade...” “That’s it,” he encouraged, pumping slowly while his tongue worked. “Let me hear you. No one else is here. No one else gets to know how loud you get when your professor does this.”

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"I've never... ever considered confessing to anyone, about my recent fascination for erotica... but it... I mean, this... this, whatever it is that is happening now... I'm beginning to see... or... oh, my god... I don't know what the hell I'm saying….. I don't know what I am even thinking... my mind's so fucked up now... Ohmigod, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have said that... "Hey, Doris... you need to relax, calm down." Rood's voice was a soothing salve. "It's okay, I swear all the time too... I wrote a lot, I love reading them as well. You don't have to feel embarrassed or ashamed of what you like to do. It's your life, dear Doris, take charge and get what you want done." "And

“Too often, society expects women to suppress their desires, to only express them for a man’s benefit. But it’s completely normal—and natural, might I add—to explore and understand oneself.” I felt my cheeks warm again. “I suppose you’re right,” I mumbled, although now I just felt even more awkward thanks to that little lecture. “If reading erotica brings you pleasure or helps you relax, then who am I to judge?” He glanced at me briefly, a sincere expression on his face. “And honestly, it’s better than some alternatives, like pornography. At least it’s fictional and doesn’t harm real people. And it’s imaginative.” Despite myself, a small smile crept onto my lips. “That’s… very progressive of