Errotic Novels & Stories

WRONG NEIGHBOR TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "MIA'S POV" I was having a full-blown existential crisis at 11:47 PM.

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

Muttering my name like he was chanting spells. He started rubbing my clit with his thumb, circling it slowly as he bit my nipple hard enough to make me jerk, I called his name, like I was cursing at him. I caressed his head, two fingers dove into my pussy, he started curling slowly and switched back to kissing me.

The free swing of her breasts added extra zest to her state of excitement— especially when Dina took a moment to play with them, making her nipples spark with want. Lorraine lay down with her knees up, her feet planted on the vinyl cushion, and her clitty on fire. A heartbeat later, Dr. Melling’s erogenous ass hovered above her face. She clasped the divine, sensitive cheeks, and pulled Dina into a sitting position. She felt the sizzle between her own legs as she began to lick the sweet furrow— Dina’s perfectly poised slit. Her ears went erect when she heard a sigh as crisp as the abandoned notebook: the

Neighbor 7C: “Ooooh 👀 she called you delusional.” Neighbor 11F: “This is better than N*****x.” Neighbor 6B: “Can you two keep it down? My baby cried half the night because of your yelling.” Cade (14B): “Sorry about the baby, but maybe tell princess to stop screaming at me like I kicked her puppy.” Zara (12A): “YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE.” Neighbor 10A: “Low-key… is this sexual tension?” Zara nearly dropped her phone. Her eyes widened at the comment. Sexual tension? With Cade? Absolutely not.

she said, a bit dazed. “Yes, you do. That’s why you called me. You love having my cock in your mouth.” Libia blinked several times. “No, this is wrong. I’m just sick, but I’ll be cured soon.”

Eric said as he pinned Rita to the wall again, inhaling her sweet fragrance. “What do you say? You and I.. shall we make some babies? You had always wanted to have my babies,” he said, pushing himself against her roughly. Rita felt anger flare up in her heart. She was very much aware of the hard thing poking her stomach but instead of the tingles she felt with Chris, she was utterly disgusted. ‘What the hell did I see in this guy?’ She thought in her head as she raised her knee, hitting Eric’s crotch without warning.

The wet sounds are obscene. My thighs start shaking almost immediately. “Daddy…oh God…” He growls against me at the name and doubles down, two thick fingers sliding inside while his mouth works my clit. Stretching me, making me come with a broken sob, my thighs clamping around his head, cunt pulsing hard around his fingers. He doesn't stop until I’m twitching and oversensitive and trying to twist away. Only then does he rise up, wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, and look down at me with dark, hungry eyes.

I snapped, trying to hit a nerve. His laugh was low, unbothered. “I know exactly what you’re trying to do, Zarah. It’s not going to work.” He slid back inside me, keeping just enough distance to deny me the release I craved, hitting every part of me except the one that would send me over the edge. My nails scraped the window, frustration building, pressure coiling inside me. “Say it. Beg me to let you cum,” he rasped, his voice a growl, and the sound of our skin meeting filled the room, the scent of us thick in the air.

My legs actually shake, and I have to brace myself against the wall to keep from falling. When I can finally think again, when the aftershocks stop and my breathing returns to normal, I lean my forehead against the cool tile and try to process what just happened. I just jerked off using Maya’s scent. In her bathroom. While holding a shirt she deliberately left for me to find. And the worst part? I want to do it again. I’m so fucked.