Erotica Text Novels & Stories

Fucking hell. I got up to search for my phone, and after finding it, I powered it on, intending to put a call through to her, and that’s when I saw a text from her that came in some time ago. I opened the text and quickly let my eyes skim over it, then I slowly read it this time to be sure my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me. Carla: I’ve gone to find someone to fuck me so I’d be able to get off as well. Have fun with Lena! xo, Carla.

"Say it. What do you want?" His hand grabbed one of my breasts and fumbled with the nipple. "I want... it," I breathed out, biting my lip. "You want what?" he asked, his finger still deep inside me. My whole body was shaking from the sensation. I could feel my orgasm building up. "I want your finger inside me," I said. "Good girl. I will finger your little pussy so deep, Sara." And he did. ⸻ "Good morning, Sara." A yawning Layla walked into the kitchen. I gave her a look. "Good morning, sleepyhead. You sleep like a corpse."

His lips remained on my ear, his breath caressing my skin like a gentle touch I could never get enough of. “Touch yourself,” he whispered. “Let me see you touch yourself.” I obeyed. My lips fell open as my thumb reached my clit. The sounds that came out of me were shameless. I was dripping, and these juices did exactly what they were supposed to. I pressed my palm against the whole of my pussy, rubbing the wetness on every spot I could find. Lucas pushed his leg in between mine, spreading it wide for me. His mouth was on my breast, his tongue teasing my nipple endlessly.

I spread my legs wider, let my knees fall open and expose all of my secrets to him. "I hurt so bad. Make it feel better. Please?" I rock my hips, down and up, pretending I'm fucking him, hands on my breasts, fingers pinching and pulling on my nipples. "Need it so bad." Luca leans over me, cock length rubs against my exposed cunt, sliding over my bare lips, the delicate friction sending shards of pleasure through me. He braces his hands on either side of my head, gaze boring into mine while he flexes his hips, slides that slick cock along my slit achingly slow.

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

I nodded as I grabbed my boob and pinched my nipple slightly. I curled my toes, reached back, and clawed at his arm. "Cum, slut" My body obeyed the command at once. I screamed, my cum sprayed everywhere. In a few seconds, Damon slammed his cock into me a few more times. Then she released shots of his hot cum into my ass and pulled out. His cum dripped out of my ass onto the floor, mixing with my cum. We lay down side by side, catching our breaths. "Ella"

The touch was soft and smooth, and it sent a jolt through my whole body. Lauren's whole body trembled slightly, and she seemed to really enjoy it. Right now, a man must have been touching her in her dream, and she was loving every second of it. Then she parted her lips slightly and whispered, "Please help me. I need you so badly." I looked down and saw that the sheets beneath her were damp. Everyone around us was already asleep. If I wasn't going to do it now, I never would. I quietly climbed into her bed, and she spread her legs as if on instinct. Everything was right there, ready for me.

On the laptop Christian was still pounding Anastasia into the mattress, her cries matching the wet squelch of my own fingers A sharp ping cut through the moment. I groaned in frustration, pulling my soaked fingers free and grabbing my phone. Zane’s name lit up the screen. I tapped the message and a photo filled it...his hard cock, flushed and veined, the pink head glistening with a fat bead of precum that trailed down the shaft. My pussy clenched hard at the sight. Below the image his text read: “He misses his hot, sexy girl" I typed back with one hand while the other slipped back into my panties, two fingers pushing straight into my soaked pussy.

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.

"Watch Mommy’s ass take this young cock. I am addicted to you. I will sneak into your car, text you when Jake is asleep, let you breed me in hotel rooms, anything you want." The passionate heat mixed with nasty desperation. I thrust up hard to meet her bounces gripping her wide hips and pounding from below. Her heavy tits bounced wildly in the mirror across from us. Elena came hard. Her pussy gushed and fluttered around my cock as she screamed my name, juices squirting down my balls. She kept riding through her orgasm grinding and circling her hips like a woman possessed.