Erotica Readings Novels & Stories

The buzz against my clit was light but constant, enough to make my thighs tremble but not enough to push me over. Tasha pulled her fingers free and replaced them with her tongue, kissing me again while Monica circled the vibrator slowly around my swollen clit. The plug in my ass kept me stretched and aware, every tiny movement sending sparks through me. Tasha broke the kiss and sat up, her pussy still pressed to my stomach. She reached behind her and found my clit with two fingers, rubbing in tight circles that matched the vibrator's pace.

I didn’t care. I slid my lace panties, pussy juice soaked, to the side and let my four saliva dipped fingers rub over my wet clit vigorously in motions only I could decide. As I followed through with the instructions that were given by the female lead in my audio erotica.

Sweat dripped from the woman; hot beads, the product of her efforts, fell on his torso. He could smell the sweet scent of her. A delicious fragrance that meshed well with her perfume. It was part of what Terrence liked about her. It made his dick hard and his mouth water. She rode him hard, tits bouncing in time with the motion. He could hear her flesh slapping into his. In a fog of passion he grabbed her roughly, flipping their position so she was underneath. With lustful eyes he lapped up the sight of her flesh as it glistened, an erotic vision under the red glow of the tinted lamp.

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

she told me, "so I can get a better sense of what you think you like. I also want you to read erotica on a variety of subjects to see what excites you. I will send you a list of stories later." Since I'd already ordered the Lovense toys and was online shopping for other items, I clicked on the test link and quickly took the test. I wanted to send her the results quickly to show her I was still excited to serve her. You probably can guess most of the results. 99% - Submissive 99% - Non-monogamist 92% - Slave 90% - Exhibitionist 80% - Pet (this was a surprise) 80% - Degradee 70% - Masochist

She would worry about Jessica’s fury later if she were to find out. Their breathing became heavier as they approached climax, and the sounds of flesh slapping, punctuated by moans and groans, echoed in the tiny room. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, turning her on even more. Fireworks exploded in her as she hit her climax, her body shaking and her walls gripping him tight as she came. With one final thrust, his legs shook as he spilled his seed inside her, her inner walls convulsing as she milked him dry.

Please exit this material immediately if you are not of legal age. This book is Rated 18+ for the following elements: Explicit sex scenes Mature language and erotic dialogue Adult themes including lust, fantasy, and casual sexual relationships Short, high-heat scenarios designed for quick adult entertainment Every story within this book is crafted with the intention of delivering steamy, unapologetic, and fast-paced erotica that satisfies the instant cravings of readers who enjoy stories of spontaneous passion, taboo indulgences, and sexually charged interactions. The characters, settings, and scenarios are fictional and meant for escapism—not intended to reflect or encourage real-life behav

Mira read the words aloud, voice low and shaking. Each sentence made her wetter. Made her thighs shift beneath the sheets. Her voice caught on the words “please take me even if I’m crying” and “I want to be ruined and rebuilt with your hands.” Her breath stuttered as she reached between her legs, already soaked, fingers sliding easily over her clit. She moaned, eyes fluttering shut, fingers circling faster. Her body rocked with the memory of him. His smell. His grip. His weight. Her voice grew louder as she neared climax, reading the final line out loud—

Do they turn you on? My dick twitched, and my pants squeezed my growing erection. All it took was a hint for me to visualize Portia naked in front of me. And that quickly turned into me buried inside her. My fantasy went from Nicholas Sparks to E.L. James in mere seconds. I'd read them both. Portia: They swim with hints of gold just before they turn into molten chocolate...right before you come. I wondered if Portia might have been reading a little smut of her own. Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined her being into phone sex, or tempting me with erotic text messages. Yet she did both, and she did them well.

he asked again. “W-When..I'm reading any romantic script…” She cried out aloud as Eric’s one finger slid inside her and he asked, “Like this?” She nodded, “Umm…Yes…” Her body was pressing hard against him as if her back was trying to be one with his chest. Her toes curling into the mattress, trying to fight against the waves of immense pleasure building inside her. “Or like this?” Another of his fingers slid inside her, and she could not help but jolt wildly, “Ahh..um…” at the feeling of his fingers filling her inside completely.