Erotica Near Me Novels & Stories

My strokes grew faster, slick sounds filling the quiet room as precum oozed over my fingers. It wasn’t enough. No matter how fast I jerked, the pleasure stayed just out of reach. My eyes darted around the room in frustration and landed on the thick, smooth candle stick on my nightstand. It was about seven inches long, tapered at the top, and just thick enough to make my hole twitch at the sight. Jayden’s message popped up right then, like the universe was pushing me further. Jayden: Dude this one is really fucking hot🥵🍆. Watch it.

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

Ryder and Luca painted my back and breasts with hot ropes of cum. I collapsed onto the couch, a trembling, cum-drenched mess. My pussy throbbed, red and swollen, thighs sticky, lips puffy and sore. Every inch of me ached in the most delicious way. Zane stroked my hair almost gently, his voice low and satisfied. “Good girl, Scarlet. You took all of us so well.” I lay there panting, mind fuzzy with lingering pleasure and shock. What have we done? But as their hands soothed my skin and they pulled me into a warm, tangled pile of bodies, a dark, secret part of me knew I’d crave this forbidden trap again.

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

"The other is about a foursome! Again, a married couple. They set up an orgy by inviting his two college roommates to visit. They have a bisexual reunion, of sorts, and include the wife. It's fucking hot!" Once we got there, we looked at a resort in North Carolina, they were working on. It was late Friday afternoon so the office was fairly sparse. There was no one at all in Laura's group, so Eric felt comfortable to talk about an encounter we had in his office. Of course, he had to go into detail about the dildo he kept in his desk. He looks around, smiles at the two of us and nods to Laura, "Where do you keep yours?" "You're such a damned tease...If you have to know, I keep it in my purse.

Her voice is delicious, and the sound of it slides straight between my legs and it makes my clit throb with need. My body has never reacted to anyone like this before…. Well, except the cute barista. But my pussy…. That has never throbbed before even when I see the barista. But right now? It’s uncontrollable. “I’m Lira, a succubus, as you can see.” She laughs, the sound sultry and seductive. “And I can smell your need from here. That shy little pussy’s been aching for years, hasn’t it?” I try to speak, try to tell her that this is just a mistake, but the words die in my throat like always. My cheeks burn. My soaked panties cling to me.

“That’s it, baby… rub your messy little cunt on mine...oh fuck" Jessica’s back arched off the carpet, her full breasts bouncing with every frantic movement. Her moans grew higher, more broken, as the intense pressure on her clit pushed her closer to the edge. The filthy wetness between them, the sight of Claire’s body moving against hers, and the knowledge that Charlie was watching and stroking himself was too much. “I’m… I’m going to...” Jessica cried out, her body seizing up as her orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy clenched and pulsed, fresh arousal mixing with Charlie’s cum as she came hard, grinding desperately against Claire’s heat.

“Seattle, Washington?” He moans. “Yes and I swear if you don’t stop wiggling…” he cuts off, gripping my hips and tilt-ing his head back and hissing. I can’t stop myself from leaning over to lick his neck. I trace the velvet strap against his skin, then lick up to his ear and nibble. His hands grip my ass as I take his lips with mine, plunging my tongue into his mouth. “Kayla,” he murmurs, sliding his hands to my ribcage and gently pushing my body up. “Give me those tits.”

“Mmm… you’re dripping all over me, baby. I can feel how much you love this. Your pussy is so slippery and hot against mine. Keep going — make Mommy feel every inch of you.” We were both panting hard, lost in the new sensation, sweat starting to glisten on our skin. The women on the TV were moaning louder now, grinding faster, and we matched them perfectly. Elena’s head fell back, her long black hair spreading across the pillow as she rolled her hips up to meet mine in deep, filthy circles. We were right in the middle of it — my clit throbbing against hers, both of us gasping and grinding desperately — when her phone suddenly rang loudly on the nightstand.

She held still, breaths shallow, every nerve alight. Emboldened by her lack of protest, his touch intensified. Bella, in a feigned sleepy wiggle, shifted back closer, her bum pressing against his crotch. She felt it immediately—his dick, fully erect, hard and throbbing through his pants, nestled against her. He gasped, a sharp intake of breath that echoed in the quiet room. Gotcha, she thought triumphantly, a thrill running through her. Now what? Your move, stranger. The tension hung thick, her body humming with anticipation, mind a whirlwind of forbidden excitement.