Erotics Novels & Stories

Lucas looked around the restroom in confusion, all he could smell was disinfectant, soap, and the faint scent of rain drifting through the open window. "What are you talking about?"Eric stared at him, his confusion slowly deepened."...You can't smell my pheromones."Lucas blinked. "Your what?" For a brief moment, Eric simply looked at him.Then realization dawned across his face."...You really can't."Lucas's patience was wearing thin."I don't even know what we're talking about." He took a cautious step toward the door."I should go." The moment he moved, Eric's instincts reacted before his mind could.His hand shot forward and wrapped gently around Lucas's wrist.Warm, firm, both of them froze.

The four men stood over us, stroking their cocks already getting hard again. Patricia kissed me deep, tasting all the cum still on my 👅. We swapped it back and forth, sloppy and nasty, strings of spit and semen making it slipperier. “Fuck, look at these two nasty bitches,” Derek laughed. He was older, heavier, with a thick cock that curved upward. Victor grabbed Patricia by the hair and shoved her face down next to mine. “Clean her up.”

“But right now I’m not away. Let us enjoy ourselves. Will you lie on your stomach and kneel for me? Let’s try a new style.” I nodded quickly, even though I was nervous. I turned over and got on my knees, my face down on and my ass up as Eric moved behind me. I felt his hands on my hips, holding me steady. Then I felt the big head of his cock at my entrance again. He pushed in slowly at first but this new position felt much deeper. I screamed loudly as he filled me completely in one smooth thrust. “Are you calling for help, my beloved?” Eric chuckled behind me. “No one is going to hear you. This place is soundproof.”

“ I have seen you cum on three different occasions, but it gets better every time.” My throat dries and my mouth waters as I watch him pull down his briefs and his dick jumps out, standing erect. From this position, it looks like it’s saluting me. My legs widen instinctively and he chuckles. “Eager , are we?” He climbs into the parted space between my leg, grabs one of my hands and moves it to wrap around his erect member. The skin is smooth, hit and silky in my hands. “ You feel that, Sugar? That’s all you”

My dirty words made her eyes glimmer, she wasn't even shocked, Eriantha was venereal and I loved it. "So shall we start baby?"

The room was dim, with a single candle illuminating the best it could, and I saw something poking out from the layers of blue and white. I strode up to it cautiously and touched it, only for it to crinkle against my fingers and fall to the floor. It all came back to me now and I picked it up, my hands shaking, my nose filled with the smell of his perfume that seemed to come from the paper. “I will read it and throw it out,” I said under my breath, slowly unfolding the crisp quarters to see a contract. “Proposal for a Dominant and Submissive Relationship?” The candle flickered and I moved closer to the golden glow to see the letters better. Dominant? Submissive? Hard limits? Soft Limits?

She tempted him even more. She approached the pole and glued her throbbing jewel between her thighs. She didn't know, but it seemed like that part was starting to get wet while she was doing what she was doing. She held on to the pole and rubbed herself, especially the lower body on the cold pole. It's like she's having sex there. The man scooped up all the contents of the glass and placed it on the table next to him. One of his fingers was already on his lip and he was holding it while staring at what she was doing. She suddenly turned around and rubbed her legs up to both thighs.

My own fingers never left my clit, working in a frantic, blurred motion. I pushed off Dante one more time, another fountain of my release spraying so far it almost cleared the bed. I was beyond gone. I sank back down, gripping Kael’s length to stroke him while Jax grabbed me by the neck, pulling me into a deep, desperate kiss. When he pulled away, he kept his hand on my throat, his eyes dark with a terrifying intensity. "You like being our little secret, don't you, Ariel? You like being the family slut."

Erika pushed her bum backwards into my lap and back on the bed, straddling me reverse cowgirl style, where she could exert her form of sexy control. Her back to me, she fingered her sensitive clit while opening and closing her knees. Like Audra's 'butterfly', Erika's version pulsed my cock with each cycle, bringing us back to the edge of the abyss, so close to cumming that one tiny wrong move would send us both crashing over the edge, collapsing into each other in a heaving, gasping pile of spasming flesh.

My cheeks burned with shame, my core still pulsing with the aftershocks he’d left behind. Eric didn’t move at first. He just stayed there on his knees between where my legs had been, watching me with those dark, unreadable eyes. Then, slowly…deliberately…he lifted his hand. The one that had been inside me moments ago. Two fingers still glistening. He brought them to his mouth. And licked them clean. His tongue slid over them, slow and torturous, eyes locked on mine the entire time. A low hum rumbled in his throat, like he was savoring the taste of me all over again.