Erotica Readings Novels & Stories

“Casey here is more than an analyst. She’s our… motivational asset. Would you like a demonstration of her dedication?” My eyes widened in horror and filthy excitement. Langford leaned forward, a dark, knowing smirk spreading across his face. “Show me.” Victor nodded once. The remote in Jax’s hand went nuclear. The dildo thrust upward on its own, electro-pads firing in waves, collar delivering tiny shocks that made my whole body jerk. Zane and Thaniel pinned my thighs open wider under the table while Rafe tugged the nipple chains in time with the pulses. I came violentl;silently, squirting around the dildo, tears streaming down my cheeks, body convulsing in the chair while I somehow kept pres

He began reading aloud, his deep voice wrapping around the ancient words like velvet: “‘She yielded to him with a sigh, her body arching as he explored her secret places. His fingers delved between her thighs, finding her slick and ready, stroking the sensitive pearl until she trembled and begged for more…’” As he read, his fingers mirrored the text. He pushed my panties aside and traced my folds, spreading the wetness that had already gathered. When he circled my clit with deliberate slowness, I bit my lip hard to stay quiet.

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

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.

She opened and shut her eyes several times, trying to read the look on Killian's face. She had never been so determined to please any man as she was at that moment. A part of her whispered to her that she was doing it so that he would get the value for his money. But another part of her knew that she wanted him to find her worthy of his dick. Staring at his boner aroused her in ways that she didn't even know was possible. As she fingered herself, she arched again, already screaming. The slurpy sounds made Killian mad.

He poured oil lightly at the back of her knees, trailing the fragrant essence down to her heel then the soles of her feet. Bobby then lifted one foot then took each toe gently, rubbing the aromatherapy essence in and around each one. Gina secretly shivered in delight at the stimulation. It felt very erotic. For the first time in all these years of going to massage parlors, she felt that each of her toes were directly connected to her clit. Each time Booby circled and pressed his on her digits, Gina felt her tiny nub twitch until the heat allowed some juice to peep through her pussy lips.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

He suggested, opening the book. "Is that where we were? Let me see." Instead of opening my own book I stood up and leaned over the table to look at his. I felt the robe open and my breasts fall forward. Max looked up and his eyes looked as if they were going to fall out of his head. His mouth opened and remained that way as he stared down my robe. I figured he could see everything right down to my pink nipples and a wave of heat flowed through me. Goddamn Richard had been right on, that was for sure.

Lira speaks. My eyes flutter between opening and closing as I try to stay conscious. “You’re incredible, baby. So responsive… so fucking delicious.” She slides down my body, kissing every inch—my cum-smeared lips, my throat, sucking marks onto my tits until I’m arching and whimpering. My body tingles, wanting more of her touch. This is unarguably the most alive I’ve been. And for a moment, I am glad that the book I’d found wasn’t some motivational book on how I needed to find my inner voice before I could find my outer one.

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