Eroticshortstories Novels & Stories

Esmeralda lay on her messy bed, panting hard. Her black tank top was shoved up over her big, soft breasts, her nipples wet and stiff from Lucien’s mouth. The incubus loomed over her, his huge, hard cock resting heavy and burning hot against her soaked pussy. His glowing red eyes locked onto hers, full of raw demonic hunger. He slowly rubbed the thick head up and down her slippery folds, getting himself slick with her juices. “Make up your mind, beautiful,” Lucien growled, his deep voice vibrating through her body. “Tell me to leave right now…

Alexander pushed my thighs wide open and stepped between them, looking down at my exposed pussy like it was his property. “Tonight, I’m going to take my time with you,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt. “I’m going to taste you, finger you, and edge you until you’re begging to cum. And you’re not allowed to cum until I say so.” He dropped to his knees in front of the island, pulled my ass to the edge, and buried his face between my thighs. The first long, slow lick across my clit made me moan loudly, my hands flying to his hair.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

Erica replied between moans as she started getting closer to cumming, having absolutely no idea anything like that would happen that day. “Oooooohhh....” Ed said as he came again before he pulled out of Erica and sat back on Darla’s chair before both of the sexy woman sat on his lap, “I can’t fuck anymore right now. My abs are burnin’ and I’m outta man sauce.” “Man sauce?! Haha!!” Erica exclaimed before her and Darla busted out into laughter and smiled back at him.

A soft sound escaped her before she could stop it. Eric noticed. Then he started kissing her neck,slow and soft.each kiss made her skin feel hot.She tried not to moan,his hand slid up her side ,pushing her braid out of the way.Then he went down and stopped at my butt. He grabbed it and she hated how her body reacted. His hands slid upward again, tracing slow paths that made her skin tingle everywhere they passed. She closed her eyes. “I will bend you over this desk and fuck you untill you start dripping”.Her whole body shook.but something about them made her body felt tight and tighter.

Khloe’s moans turned into broken cries she couldn’t hold back. Eric’s grip on her wrists tightened. His pace turned almost feral. “Gonna fill this tight little pussy,” he rasped. “You want it? Want me to cum inside you?” She nodded frantically, past words. Eric slammed in one last time and came hard, a low, guttural groan tearing out of him as he emptied himself deep inside her. The hot pulse of his cum triggered her own orgasm. Her body locked up around him, walls milking every drop while she shook underneath his weight.

He rolled us without pulling out and I landed on my back and he hooked my knees high and drove into me, holding me open, fucking me through the aftershocks until I was sobbing sounds against his lips. I kissed him. I kept kissing him while he pounded into my soaked cunt, while he sucked a bruise onto the swell of my breast, while his fist in my hair pinned me to the pillow. The making out turned sloppy and desperate and I tasted salt from my own tears of overstimulation. “You’re going to cum again,” he said. “I can feel it building. Don’t fight it.” “It’s too soon.” “It’s not,” he said, and he shifted the angle and I saw stars. “Say my name when you do it.”

Lucas barely lets me through the door before he’s on me. He pushes me against the wall, kissing me hard, hands roaming everywhere. “Tell me one of your filthy little secrets,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Something you’ve touched yourself thinking about but were too ashamed to say.” My face burns, but the desperation wins. “Ice,” I whisper. “I read about someone using ice cubes on a girl’s nipples and clit while they fucked her. I want to feel that. I want it to hurt a little.” Lucas’s eyes darken with pure lust.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.