Errotic Novels & Stories

He pounded into her relentlessly, the wet slap of his hips against her ass echoing loudly. “Yes! I love it,” she sobbed. The confession spilled out of her. “I’ve wanted this for so long….wanted you to ruin me.” Ethan laughed darkly and sped up. “Then say it. Tell me what you are.” “I’m… I’m becoming your whore,” she gasped between thrusts. “Louder.” “I’m your whore!” she cried, voice breaking as another orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy spasmed violently around his cock, squirting slightly onto the floor.

“That’s…” Ethan cut him off. “And oh, not too long ago, I experienced something called a rut. What the fuck does that even mean?” His voice edged with frustration. Eric’s eyes widened. The worries in his eyes quickly changed to amusement. “You had a rut?” a smile graced Eric's lips. Ethan lowered his gaze, embarrassed. “That’s not funny, Eric… I had to use the restroom to… you know.” Heat crept up his face in embarrassment.

There must be a lot of inappropriate videos on this laptop. No problem, he’s a man. So, it’s normal for a man to conclude nasty videos. I was wondering, did Eros also have nasty videos on his laptop? Happy Reading

His enormous body shuddered before he stepped back, his cock bobbing in front of my face, still hard and shiny and slick from my salvia. My lips felt swollen, my throat sore as my hiccupping sobs continued quietly. More spit dribbled out the corners of my mouth, making me feel even more out of control. But to him, it must’ve looked thick and erotic because Damien smoothed his fingers over my lips, smearing my drool around.

Fucking hell. I start moving slow at first, and then soon, I pick up the pace as I bounce hard, ass slapping against her thighs, lost in the wet heat and her constant stream of praise and filth. “Fuck, look at that greedy pussy swallowing me. So shy in the world, but such a desperate little cum-slut for your succubus.” Lira’s voice is low, wanton in a way that makes me want to cum right there and then. My nipples feel tight, hard, and when she rubs her tail against it, I feel like my heart is going to force its way out through my throat.

I stayed angry. That night, I touched myself again. I squeezed my breasts hard and fingered my wet pussy while crying. I was so frustrated and horny. The next day, I went to see him again. But he was so busy with city affairs and important meetings that he didn’t have time for me. I went back to my room and cried again. I played with my breasts and fingered myself angrily, imagining it was his big cock, but it only made me feel worse. Then, in the middle of the night, the door to my room opened quietly. I sat up in my bed, shocked. Eric walked in completely naked, his strong body glowing in the moonlight and his cock was already half-hard.

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

‘Did I really let that THING enter me in the past? I must be a superhero. “Don’t worry,” Eric reassured. “You ate my d*ck quite fine before. You’d survive.” Is that a way to comfort me? Either way, I don’t want to stop in the middle. So, I nodded my head and said, “D-Do it.” Eric frowned and cursed undertone. He brushed his hair upwards and whispered, “Damn. You’re an aphrodisiac to me. Sh*t.” Eric rubbed his glans, touching my entrance. Then he began to push the tip of his glans carefully.

LUCA; I'm obsessed with my gym partner. Utterly and completely obsessed. And no, not in a platonic way. In an erotic, filthy and sinful way. His name is Ethan. Yes, I'm fucking straight. The mere idea of another man touching me in that manner, was repulsive to say the least. Should be a disgusting.... demonic act. I detested the thought of it...but it was such a shame that I had no control of my body's reaction. Of my thoughts. They were filthy and borderline pornographic on the things I imagined he'd do to me, or the things I'd would love to explore with him.