Erotica Near Me Novels & Stories

Jackpot. Eric and I live in a small studio apartment that’s all bedrooms. You open the door and in the center of the room is this big four-poster king-sized bed for maximum fucking. One wall is all windows with no curtains, so every night we fuck for the whole world to see. Whenever I catch someone watching us from the apartment building across the street, my pussy shudders so hard around Eric’s cock that we both come at the same time. If they’re still watching us after that, I give them the come hither signal followed by the tip money gesture, and without fail there’s a knock on our door in less than ten minutes. Then, depending on who it is, we set our price: a hundred dollars for one, two

I leaned forward, lips brushing his neck, keeping him distracted while my hand reached down to unzip him. Behind him, Tara was already moving. I met her eyes once over his shoulder. She nodded again. The phone was on the end table—unlocked. I pulled Ethan’s cock free and guided it inside me, holding in the reaction. He was hard—somehow. “You love this,” he muttered. “You love being fucked like this.” I moved slowly, grinding down onto him, giving Tara time. She was on the floor now, crouched behind the chair. I could see the glow of the phone in her lap.

The ad flashed an image of a dimly lit room, surrounded by mirrors, with the tagline "Experience your deepest desires in the mirror room." Curiosity piqued, Bella clicked on the link and was led to a website that promised the ultimate sexual experience. It was a place where one could live out their fantasies of being ravished by a mysterious entity while watching themselves in countless reflections. Intrigued, she signed up for a session, eager to explore this new world of pleasure.

Shame and embarrassment should have demanded she stop it from happening, but a puff of air from Erica's mouth pushed her into another realm where her father's voice couldn't be heard. A million sparks tingled just inside her pussy lips and spread up into her body deeper than her fingers had ever reached. She panted, feeling each taunting breath her friend released. Erica's eyes had never been as big or as green as they were now, staring up from below her black bush. The long lashes blinked slowly, then it happened. Nothing she had ever done to herself felt so wonderful. The same sensual tongue that had probed her mouth and danced with her own tongue was licking her inflamed labia. “Ahhh, oh

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

I kissed her back, trying to stay quiet, but a soft breath slipped out when she nipped my lower lip. Monica returned and knelt between my spread legs. She dripped lube onto the vibrator, then pressed the cool tip against my clit without turning it on. The sudden contact made my hips jerk. "Stay still," she warned, pressing the toy harder against me. Tasha reached down and pinched both my nipples at once, rolling them between her fingers until they ached.

Not happening. I gave up instantly. If I was destined to die here, I might as well go out fulfilling my greatest wish— to turn this bleak world into one giant pleasure heaven. Doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold—I’ll make it steamy. And honestly, even with his face hidden behind that swirling black mist, the boss’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and deep, magnetic voice were dead giveaways. The guy was built. Lust makes cowards bold. So without thinking, I said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.”

Layla was still talking, back to us, rummaging through the fridge like she was hunting treasure. My fingers curled slightly, stroking the skin under Sara's shorts. She shifted in her seat. Just a little. I pressed my thumb gently into her thigh. Her breath caught. She reached for her glass of water, hand trembling faintly as she lifted it to her lips. Control, baby. I slid my hand higher—close enough to feel the heat of her. Close enough to remind her exactly where I'd been last night. And what I could do again in less than a minute if we were alone.

“Yes, Sir.” He smiled against my hair. “Good girl.” --- The next morning, he inserted the vibrator himself—thick, curved, pressing perfectly against my g-spot. The remote stayed in his pocket. He chose a elegant sundress for me, no panties, and a light coat to hide any reactions. Our first stop was a quiet upscale café overlooking the river. We sat at an outdoor table. The moment the waiter walked away with our orders, Damien turned the vibrator on low. I gasped softly, gripping the edge of the table.

My cock hardened fully under their combined attention, standing thick and heavy against my stomach as they deliberately avoided touching it directly. For what felt like hours, they took turns using their mouths, fingers, and a selection of smooth, vibrating toys they had brought aboard. Victoria’s tongue traced slow circles around the head of my cock, never quite taking me in fully, while Elena’s fingers massaged my balls and pressed gently against the sensitive spot behind them. Lila used a small vibrating wand on my nipples and along the underside of my shaft, the low buzz sending sparks of pleasure through me that built gradually but never quite tipped me over the edge.