Errotic Reads Novels & Stories

But my wear suddenly felt too tight across the shoulder, way too warm. My fingers fidgeting, I opened the Rite book. “I exorcise thee, unclean spirit–” She arched, deliberately. The torn dress slid higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the shadow forming between her thighs revealing no undergarments. Just slick, swollen flesh catching the candle light. She was already wet and dripping, her scent filling the space which hit me. My mouth went dry. “Keep reading,” she purred. “The words make me throb. Makes me want to clench around something thick and holy.”

“You come when the passage ends. Not before.” He continued reading, voice growing rougher as his own control frayed. The denial was torture. My pussy clenched desperately around him, trying to pull him deeper. When he finally reached a particularly filthy paragraph describing raw, animalistic fucking, he dropped the book, gripped both my hips, and gave me exactly what the words promised, hard, fast, relentless strokes that had the ladder rattling dangerously. “Come now,” he ordered. “Come on my cock while the classics watch.”

"Daddy, fuck me while I read incest stories." I slid my cock into her soaked tunnel. I never get tired of that first entrance. I held her trim hips as I fucked her, reading over her shoulder. Seemed legit, but what do I know? Sam came a flood of her out around my cock and splashing on the floor. Oh man I love fucking this girl. I gave her two more orgasms before I slammed my body into hers and filled her pussy with my cum. The best part.

I said to Ginger, as I slipped my hands under her nightshirt and felt her bare ass with both of my hands. "Right, they don't know about our sapphic love affairs yet," said Ginger. "Sapphic, I like that word. Why have we not used it before?" I asked. "Probably because I only just learned it last week while reading a story on Literotica," said Ginger. "Literotica, what's that?" I asked. "Only the best website in the world for erotic literature and the like. You should check it out," said Ginger. "I'll do that when we get back home, it sounds interesting!" I replied.

He knew exactly what I was doing. I sat with perfect posture at first, legs crossed demurely. For the first twenty minutes of his lecture on erotic subtext in Victorian poetry, I behaved. Then, slowly, I uncrossed my legs and let my knees part just enough for him to see. Only him. From his position at the front of the room, the angle was perfect. No one else could see what I was offering. I kept my expression neutral, pretending to take notes, while my thighs opened wider. The cool air kissed my bare, already damp pussy. I shifted slightly, letting the short dress ride higher.

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

After diving into this collection of short erotic stories, you absolutely need to grab the reflection journal designed to process all those swirling emotions and tantalizing thoughts that spring up while reading! Imagine delving deeper into your reactions, unlocking your desires, and exploring your fantasies! By reflecting on the themes and characters, you gain invaluable insights into your own desires and kinks, leading to a surge in self-awareness and empowerment. And let’s be real: journaling will supercharge your reading experience! You can track your journey, capture those mind-blowing insights, and relive those moments that left you breathless and wet. It transforms the adventure throu

“DAVE?!?!” “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!” The pounding on the glass intensifies. “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS” “BRI!!” “DAVE!??!?” My eyes snapped to Daves our eyes widening instantly. Our eyes simultaneously dropped down looking at where we were connecting, Dave’s Dick still buried inside my Pussy. My eyes snapped back to the car window… Eric.. Fuckk.

Ero **** on the first date she confided in me i have a chromosomal disorder, disorder, disorder i need love and pain strangely mixed together my elixirs i suffer reality distoooorrtions a ghastly Vatican of ****** compulsions my soul is black matter my **** a seething cauldron of despicable desire my *** cries for homicidal cruelty mold me into a ******* fold me like a two dollar beach chair the wrong way tear me to bits unwind my intestine eat me like a blood ******* ghoul make me squirm like an anime victim i thought oh finally a soul mate with soul strange as a Dionysian mad hatter on hallucinogenics hot girl creeping grimacing at me meandering conjurations by ****** contortions stunning

Eric smiled wickedly and said, “Ruby, know that this is what you owe me!” Ruby panted heavily in disbelief as Eric was in between her legs looking at her womanhood. Eric tapped his manhood above her cl*toris. He was rubbing himself on her sensitive part. Ruby didn’t understand that this man whose heart belong to another woman, could do this to her. To whom he hated the most. Eric was willing to r*pe her without any conscious. Ruby can feel his engorged p*nis above her. Eric said, “It will be painful at first, but it will be fine afterwards.”