Erotica Story Ideas Novels & Stories

Hello, my daring readers, I trust the previous story still lingers on your skin. As the synopsis teased, this book is packed with the most thrilling, wickedly sensual erotic tales I’ve ever created—raw, intensely steamy stories that don’t hold back, written for one purpose: your deepest, most delicious pleasure. If you crave mature, unfiltered adult erotic romance, then yes… this book is absolutely for you. *********** NEW STORY TITLE: Threesome Therapy (Group Fuck)

God, I’m turning him on as well. Thirst Trap returns carrying a bunch of things that look like sticks, but I quickly recognize those as a special type of incense. I’ve seen those in the black market while I was on a mission. I don’t know the specifics, but I do know they’ve been used for centuries as mild aphrodisiacs. Why are they doing this, though? I’m already longing for them, and I’m doing fine without this type of assistance. Why would they need it? Something tells me this is not as simple as it seems.

I let out a loud, choked-off cry. He started a brutal, fast pace. The desk was hitting the wall—thud, thud, thud. Every time he slammed into me, I felt a wave of shared heat explode in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could bite his shoulder. I wanted to mark him. I wanted everyone to know he belonged to me. The erotica of the moment was overwhelming. We were two people who should not be together, doing things that were forbidden. The risk of being caught made it even hotter. I could feel him clenching, his muscles getting hard as he pushed deeper and faster.

No words at first, just the grind, her hands fisting his shirt, and his fingers slipping lower to brush the hem of her dress, teasing the edge of her ass. When they finally broke apart, breathless and panting, Elena couldn't hold it in. "I have a crazy idea," she blurted, her voice shaky with nerves and need. "Something that might make you think I'm insane, but I really want sex with you... but with another man watching, and maybe... joining in. I want you both to use me like a toy." Jax fell silent, his expression blank, his eyes searching her face like he was trying to read her soul. Elena's stomach flipped, panic rising fast. Had she gone too far? Pushed him away with her filthy thoughts?

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

“Fuck i love the way you call me that, tell me how much you love it “. “I love it so bad please don’t stop”, I moaned and he started increasing his pacing. “You have such a good pussy Isabella, fuck you’re so sweet”, he said as he started fucking me harder . My legs started shaking from inside and i felt my body go numb, I knew I was gonna cum. "I'm gonna cum", I cried. "Beg me to let you cum, else I'll stop". "please keep me cum", I begged. "Louder". "Please let me cum", I begged again and he increased his pacing and almost immediately, I exploded, panting hard.

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

Adrian held me, slowly pumping in and out as I rode the waves of yet another breathtaking orgasm. I barely recovered when I was picked up and bent over the bed. I didn't realize when my lips tilted up in a naughty smile. Doggie-style was my favorite. Lucas grinned, his eyes charming. “Somebody is having a lot of fun.” “Oh yeah, I am.” I mewled, bending over properly. Adrian laid down in front of me, such that I was between his legs and just above his erection. One behind, one in front… two holes filled.

I was traveling thousands of miles, leaving my oblivious wife at home, to fuck a young girl I had met online because she enjoyed the stories I wrote. If you asked me why I started writing and publishing erotica on Literotica, I do not believe I could give you a full and satisfactory answer. I had been reading the site for some years, had an idea for a story that I wrote out and, after a very short time hemming and hawing, published it.

She was winning. Days turned to weeks. More accidents: Bending over in the laundry room, ass up as she “searched” for a sock, pussy lips peeking from under shorts. Brushing past him in narrow halls, her hand “slipping” to graze his cock. Each time, Ethan’s fantasies grew darker—tying her up, edging her until she begged, then fucking her raw. Lila reveled in it, masturbating nightly to the thought of him begging, “Please, Lila, let me fuck you. I need it.”