Erptic Stories Novels & Stories

The contractions nearly pushed him over the edge. He pulled out and spun her around, sitting her on the edge of the desk. Rebecca wrapped her legs around his waist as he slid back inside in one smooth thrust. They fucked face-to-face, foreheads pressed together, eyes locked. “I shouldn’t cum inside you,” Ethan panted, the risky words hanging between them. Rebecca’s eyes darkened with lust. “Do it. Fill your therapist’s pussy. I want to feel you leaking out of me when I drive home.”

ARC 10: MOONFLOWER ON THE ALTAR WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, omegaverse dynamics with alpha/omega knotting and breeding, public gangbang, intense dubcon/noncon elements, and pack breeding/claiming themes. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark, unrestrained erotic fiction ---- My name is Vespera Eric, and I have spent every one of my twenty-one years knowing exactly how this night would end.

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.”

I jerked, sending shiver like lightning down my spine. He licked my pussy, using his tongue to lick every wetness on it. He moaned as he lick it, letting out air from his mouth against my wet pussy. He used his tongue and found my pussy, he moved his tongue in slow teasing circles, rubbing my clit slowly. Then he sucked it hard, hard enough my legs felt numb and I jerked as he used his teeth to grave my clit, shaking on his desk. He shoved two fingers inside my pussy as he flickered his tongue on my clit, curling his fingers hard.

Emma gripped the blanket—knuckles white—hips shifting subtly to chase his touch. He sped up—rubbing faster, tighter circles—focusing on the sensitive underside of her clit. The sensation built—intense, overwhelming—her pussy clenching on nothing, juices coating his fingers. He added a second finger—sliding it inside her while his thumb worked her clit—curling gently, stroking her inner walls in time with the circles.

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

Her hips rocked shamelessly against his hand, chasing the building pressure. “You’re gonna cum on my fingers first,” he ordered. “Then I’m going to bend you over and wreck you.” Lia shattered. Her first orgasm with someone else ripped through her like lightning. She clamped down on his fingers, gushing around them as she moaned his name loud enough that anyone passing by might hear. Ethan didn’t give her time to recover. He spun her around, pressing her front against the cold tiled wall. He yanked her skirt up to her waist and ripped her panties down her legs. They caught on one ankle as he kicked her feet apart.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

he said. We lay there in bed, my good cheek resting on his shoulder while we examined her list. Wartenberg wheels, erotic electrostimulation, plastic wrap, animal roleplay, breast torture, edgeplay, human furniture, Japanese bondage, predicament bondage, sexual roleplay, suspension, wax play, wooden horse, figging, Sybian, humiliation and exposure, sexual denial. Those were the things she indicated she wanted to try. The things she'd marked as a gray area which she was unsure about trying were enemas, analingus, fisting, anal sex, auctioning or selling and something called nyotaimori.

Hello! I am absolutely humbled and astounded that my little work in progress has had nearly 200 views, at the time of writing this chapter. Things have been crazy in my life, and I will resume writing more of this story in the near future. I would like to take the time to share a little bit about the inspiration for this story. As a trans woman myself, I find that there's so much that has to be said and explored about the relationships of trans folxs and their previous ex's -- so this book serves to explore a little bit more about that dynamic.