Eroticstori Novels & Stories

Every thrust pushed her closer, but every time she approached the edge he slowed down or pulled his hand away from her clit. Edging her. Teaching her. After the third denial, Margo was crying real tears of desperate need. “Please, Sir… I’ll do anything. Please let me cum!” Mr. Edmund leaned over her, biting the side of her neck hard enough to leave a mark. “Cum then. Cum all over my cock like the greedy little slut you are.” He slammed into her faster, thumb pressing firmly on her clit. Margo shattered. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, walls clamping down around him rhythmically as she screamed his title. “Sir— fuck— Sir!”

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho

He hovered above me, his eyes glowing gold with lust. Thunder erupted outside, clashing with the storm of lust brewing in those eyes. I tried to sit up, to slide back, but it made me rub my legs instead as he was so close. Rubbing my legs made my cum drip out of my cunt. I took my head backwards, moaning softly as I bit my lips shamelessly.

He stroked it slowly, base to tip, his fist tight, a bead of fluid dripping from the slit. Eva stared, her mouth watering, her pussy clenching empty. The sight made her dizzy, the ache turning to a burn. "It's so big," she whispered, her hand moving instinctively between her legs, fingers circling her clit. He watched, groaning, his strokes matching her rhythm. "That's right, rub that clit for me," he said, his voice rough. "Show me how you make yourself cum thinking of my cock."

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

My voice was shaky as I spoke. I saw her smiling before she finally spoke, I black eyes were shining with something I couldn't quite name. No… the opposite of what I was wanting to hear from her… your writing was loving and powerful. I love your story because I love erotic stories myself and I'd like to talk more about it with you. “So are you free this weekend Come to my place Sunday at eight.” I felt my heartbeat increase is it the test that I don't want her to give me that she wants to give me in her house? Or is it something else? I asked myself.

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

It was the most erotic kiss she'd ever had, and she yearned more for him. She groaned as he pulled out and slid back into her, his penis shiny, coated with her juices. He was a generous lover, giving her pleasure before taking his. She raised her hips to meet him midstroke and her vagina squeezed around him. His body quivered and he gave a guttural sound. Jazmine cradled his head close to her and moaned, moving her hips up to meet his, craving more. And he gave, taking her past the brink of ecstasy like she had never known before….

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************