Eroticshortstories Novels & Stories

“Just breathe, little one.” He stayed still, whispering soft words against my skin, kissing away the tears that slipped free. Only when the sharpest edge of the pain faded did I whisper that he could move. He did. He started slow — long, careful strokes that let me feel every inch as he sank deeper. Each time he almost pulled out, then filled me again, the stretch turned into something hotter. He found a spot inside me that made my toes curl and my breath catch. “You take me so well,” he groaned. “Such a perfect little mate… made to be filled by me.”

His thumb flicked my nipple, and I moaned softly, arching into him. I reached down and palmed his cock over the joggers. It was huge and thicker than my wrist, longer than anything I’d taken. “This... this is what I need.” Ethan’s control snapped. He grabbed my waist and pulled me against him, kissing me hard. His tongue invaded my mouth, tasting of whiskey and man, while his hands roamed down to squeeze my ass. I whimpered into the kiss, grinding my wet pussy against his thigh. He broke the kiss, spinning me around and pushing me toward the bed.

“This isn’t over, Em. Tomorrow night… or the night after… I’m sneaking into that bedroom and giving you exactly what that dream promised. My cock. Deep. Hard. Until you’re biting the pillow to stay quiet while I breed this needy little pussy.” He pressed one last filthy kiss to my lips, then disappeared upstairs, leaving me on the counter—panties ruined, legs shaky, and already aching for more. I touched my swollen lips, heart racing. Surviving the rest of this summer was going to be impossible. And I couldn’t wait.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

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Each stroke longer than the last but taking care not to go too far and pop out. It was heaven! Utterly erotic, utterly naughty and, at the same time, the most intimate of acts and with the lady that I loved. I got into a rhythm, coming out four or five inches and sliding back in until my pelvis slapped into her buttocks. I didn't need to go very fast; the sensations were already exquisite and I wanted this to last a bit longer.

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

The sight of her riding his face with her head thrown back in ecstasy was so erotic that I felt another orgasm climbing fast. The sound of flesh on flesh and our moans echoed through the room. Jade and I leaned into each other and made out. My fingers found her hard and perky nipples and rubbed them fast. She did the same to me. My pussy clenched tightly around Alex’s cock. He was pulsing and throbbing and desperate to release but still waiting. This was the sexiest moment of my life. “Cum with us, Alex,” Jade said. It did not take long for her to cum. Her moans were so hot that I came with her.

Jess I screamed on top of my voice. The long, slim shape sank deeper than the thicker objects before it. The cool glass forced its way into my heat, the length of it reaching places the rolling pin and cucumber hadn’t. Derek immediately started fucking my wet swollen hard with the long bottle, driving the smooth glass in and out of my soaked cunt with deep, brutal strokes. “Ahhh—fuck! It’s so long… it’s going so deep… Derek… ahh!” I cried out, with my back arching sharply off the marble.

“...her chest heaved slightly with pleasure as I withdrew my cock from Maryann’s tight pussy... finally, we separated, and I helped her back to her original spot by the window... Maryann could barely steady herself as she put her bra back on, overwhelmed by the exhaustion and ecstasy of our lovemaking on the bus... as the road grew brighter with the approaching sunrise and we neared the town of Gumaca, Quezon, I pulled my pants back on and Maryann slipped into her t-shirt and sports jacket; however, I couldn't help but notice that her backside was wet from the copious fluids and semen released during our encounter... ‘Change into shorts; the people at the house we’re visiting might notice,’