Erotica Short Novels & Stories

Fucking hell. I start moving slow at first, and then soon, I pick up the pace as I bounce hard, ass slapping against her thighs, lost in the wet heat and her constant stream of praise and filth. “Fuck, look at that greedy pussy swallowing me. So shy in the world, but such a desperate little cum-slut for your succubus.” Lira’s voice is low, wanton in a way that makes me want to cum right there and then. My nipples feel tight, hard, and when she rubs her tail against it, I feel like my heart is going to force its way out through my throat.

"Tell me... how long can you endure before you cum?" "I don't understand," I panted, my breath hitching as his nose grazed my earlobe. Preston didn't answer with words. He reached into his pocket. Click. "Fuck!" I gasped, the sound muffled against his shoulder. My panties roared to life. The tiny bullet vibrator against my clit was suddenly humming at a frantic, high-frequency buzz. It was a localized earthquake centered right on my most sensitive nerve ending. "Shh," he urged, moving his hips in a slow, grinding circle that forced the device deeper against me. "Don't scream yet. We have an audience."

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

“My secretary. My ex-wife. My perfect little sluts.” Jessica and Claire watched him, lips parted, hands lazily touching each other’s bodies as they waited. With a deep, guttural groan, Charlie’s orgasm hit. Thick, powerful ropes of cum erupted from his cock, raining down on them. He painted Jessica’s full breasts and face first, then shifted to cover Claire’s tits and open mouth. Stream after stream of hot cum splashed across their bodies...on their stomachs, necks, cheeks, and tongues. Both women moaned softly, arching slightly to receive every drop as he emptied his balls completely over them.

He pushed the fabric up, exposing her lace bra, and leaned down to suck one hard nipple into his mouth while his other hand slipped under her skirt, pushing her panties aside. Two thick fingers dragged through her already soaked folds. “So fucking wet,” he growled against her breast, pushing both fingers inside her in one smooth motion. “On your first studio session, and your pussy is dripping for your mentor.” She gasped, riding his fingers as he pumped them deep and slow, curling them against her G-spot while his thumb rubbed her clit. His mouth moved to her other breast, sucking and biting the nipple while his fingers drove her closer to the edge. Elara was trembling, right on the brink,

"Alone at Last" TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. " Xavier's POV " For months she had been my obsession.

I cried out, arching back against him as he pumped slow and deep. I clutched the sheets, panting. He pulled down my shorts and I kicked them off completely before slipping his fingers in again. “You wear those tiny little shorts and come into my room. Into my bed and grind on my cock.” “I didn’t mean to come in here,” I whimpered. “But you didn’t leave either.” His fingers sped up. I moaned even louder now. “You were gonna come all over my fingers like a needy little slut. Maybe I should leave you hanging longer.”

He gasped in pleasure as I sucked. I felt hands on my anus as Shorter was at me again. He pulled my cheeks apart and his tongue laved my anus slit. He poked into my puckered hole making me groan. I needed filling…now. Getting up from my knees I straddled Erik. He didn’t touch me. I think he was giving me the chance to back out. I wasn’t going to. I’d made up my mind. I plunged my wetness down over him taking it all.