Erotica Short Novels & Stories

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.”

Curves in all the right places, a natural artistry that makes my mind feel like it’s about to split into two, one half screaming in alarm, the other half roaring in pure, unadulterated desire. The sun, a benevolent spotlight, catches her, illuminating the delicate planes of her face, the rich, warm tone of her caramel skin. She glows. Truly, madly, deeply glows. She’s the most exquisite, beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. And then there is that ass. That utterly perfect, beautiful curve, a testament to some divine sculptor. She's wearing denim shorts. Or should I say, *bum shorts*, as some ladies call them. They are practically so short that the fabric barely skims the apex of her

Hi everyone 🥰🥰 Mha Nitta here, how's our weekend going? After the next two chapters I'll be releasing an erotica experience of a friend who is in a talking stage with me. He has a weird fetish for short black skirts 😂. I found it so hilarious though. Forget the fact that we're friends 😂😂 It's weird.

The confessional creaked with every blow of his hips against my ass. "Oh my God..." I gasped. "Don’t call out to God now," he warned, biting the sensitive skin beneath my ear. "He isn’t going to save you from me." "Emerson, please..." I begged. Emerson responded by speeding up, pounding inside me with ruthless precision, dragging me to the edge. My moans intensified, and he covered my mouth with one of his hands. "Cum," he ordered. "Stain me with your sin, Serena." I came undone. A violent orgasm shattered me, my walls contracting around his cock. He growled, an animalistic sound.

Melissa's POV "Nghn~ Faster...!" I screamed out as Lucian plunged two of his thick long fingers inside of my throbbing pussy. "So needy!" He kissed his teeth but he increased his pace. I arched my back a little off the bed to grind on his fingers, my toes curling from the sensation that I was deriving. "Argggggh! Fuck right there." I pleaded as his fingers grazed my G-spot. "I need you right there please."

Watching her perfect small mouth make the perfect O shape as I fuck her with my finger. As if possessed by something feral and animalistic, Amelia started to claw at the belt of my shorts as I fingered her impossibly tight pussy, yanking at the buckle and then pulling at my zipper. I groaned as she reached inside, and smirk as she gasped, her small fingers brushed against my thick, throbbing hot cock. Gently, she started to push my shorts down over my hips, and she gasped again as she pulled my entire cock right out.

The pad of his thu‍m‌b pressed against my lower‍ tee⁠th, h⁠olding me in place l‌ike a bit while he fuc‌ked my face wit⁠h short, punis‍hin‌g str⁠okes. I could tas‍t⁠e e⁠verything. Him.‍ The fai‌nt,⁠ salt-sweet rem⁠n‌ants of Greta an‌d An‍na. Th‌e bitter, electri‌c edge of his arousal. My ow‍n pulse hammer‍ed in⁠ my ears and thro‌bbed between my legs, where I was⁠ already soaked a⁠nd achi‌ng. Every time h‍e bottomed out, my body jolted.⁠ A low, ch‌ok‍ed wh‌imper vibrated again‌s⁠t his length.

Hated how my thighs trembled and another gush of slickness leaked down my inner thigh. But my body moved anyway—small, hesitant steps across the cool hardwood until I was standing right in front of her, close enough to smell her arousal, sweet and musky and so fucking intoxicating it made my head spin. Elena’s free hand reached out, manicured nails grazing my bare thigh just below the hem of my boy shorts. I jumped at the touch, but she only smiled wider, sliding her palm higher, pushing the fabric aside until her fingertips brushed the soaked cotton covering my pussy.

“Take them off.” The embers of my desire blaze hotter at her words. Not wanting to break apart, I find a way to maneuver my shorts off. Amara giggles at my efforts but quickly loses her laughter when I roll on a condom and slip inside her warm, wet walls. She arches her back and throws her head back with a groan. Her folds shudder and tighten, making me groan in desire. I close my eyes feeling shockwaves of ecstasy rush through me. Her sharp nails dig into my sweat-soaked shoulders as her hips rise and fall in a carnal rhythm. Stars blink in and out of my vision, and a tidal wave of pleasure threatens to overtake me.