Erotica Novels & Stories

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.

Her lips drooled in rhythm with her incensed breathing. “Oooohhhhh you know I do, darling. Please quit teasing me; I want your cock. Gimme your fucking cock!” Thaddeus rubbed his prick against her wet velvet opening, pressing it against her clit’s metal studs. Erica gave a shrill cry and again lifted her hips but Thad was still mentally punishing her with evasion. “Thad, for fuck’s sake, quit teasing me,” she cried shamelessly. “If you really want this dick then answer my question. Tell me what goes on in your club.”

I gasp as I begin to make sense of it, my mouth falls open at the full realization of what it actually is, the book falls out of my hand with a resounding thud. Francia marches over, about to yell at me, but stops short when she sees the book on the floor, and the box opened, she stares at my scarred face, and laughs. "You poor baby." She laughs at my expression "Porn in a book." I manage out, and she laughs harder "It's not funny, what does Erotica even means?" I say, and she grins. "It's a book dominated by sex scenes. We don't watch porn, we read it, like a fucking lady." She smiles, taking the book from the floor.

He fed his cock into her mouth again, slow and deep, letting her set the pace as she bobbed on the dildo. Jade straddled the bed behind her, hands roaming—pinching nipples, slapping Lila’s ass lightly, then harder, until her skin bloomed pink. The rhythm built: Lila grinding down on the toy, rising up, sinking again; Victor fucking her mouth in lazy thrusts; Jade’s fingers occasionally reaching under to circle her clit. Minutes or hours—she lost track—until she was sobbing around Victor’s cock, so close, so desperate. “Please,” she gasped when he pulled out to let her breathe. “Please let me come.”

“You know what? Why don’t you bend me over the desk? I want to feel this cock even deeper.” Marcus nodded eagerly and pulled out. Elena slid off the desk, spun around, and shoved her fat, juicy ass toward him. Every little movement made her cheeks jiggle softly, the sight so hypnotic that Marcus gulped hard, his cock twitching visibly. She bent forward over the desk, laying her upper body flat against the wood. Her thick thighs spread wide, ass pushed back invitingly, pussy glistening and ready for him. When nothing happened, she glanced back over her shoulder and saw Marcus just standing there, eyes locked on her fat ass like he was hypnotized.

It instantly twitched and started to grow, with muffled moans coming from the other side of the wall. I slowly bobbed my head up and down his shaft increasing the speed trying to get him to cum as quickly as I could. I could feel him tensing his body trying to hold back So taking as much of him in my mouth as I could I cupped his balls and gently massaged them until he shot his load. Before I could think my natural reactions kicked in and I swallowed it all. Before he could take his dick out I shot up, ran over to the desk took a shot of vodka, and ate as many mints as I could. I won’t say that I enjoyed doing it but I didn’t hate it either. There was something exciting about it that I could

I moaned as it rushed out of me. “Fuck… cum for me darling” He said as he smiled, licking my thighs and pussy. I have never experienced a squirting orgasm in my life, it felt good, raw and pleasurable. I laid on the desk, my breath was uneven. I couldn’t explain what I was feeling.

LUCA; I'm obsessed with my gym partner. Utterly and completely obsessed. And no, not in a platonic way. In an erotic, filthy and sinful way. His name is Ethan. Yes, I'm fucking straight. The mere idea of another man touching me in that manner, was repulsive to say the least. Should be a disgusting.... demonic act. I detested the thought of it...but it was such a shame that I had no control of my body's reaction. Of my thoughts. They were filthy and borderline pornographic on the things I imagined he'd do to me, or the things I'd would love to explore with him.

Disclaimer: Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. Triggering themes. Lesbian content. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat that comes with it. Rated 18+ --- Priya Walsh was dreaming again. She could feel it even inside the dream, that specific awareness that sits at the back of your mind telling you this isn't real while everything happening in front of you feels more real than anything you experienced while you were awake. Brooklyn's hands were in her hair.

Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.