Errotic Short Novels & Stories

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

Hi everyone 🥰🥰 Mha Nitta here, how's our weekend going? After the next two chapters I'll be releasing an erotica experience of a friend who is in a talking stage with me. He has a weird fetish for short black skirts 😂. I found it so hilarious though. Forget the fact that we're friends 😂😂 It's weird.

Shit, look at her tits. I whispered, "Pull my pants off." I said, "O god! Take my shorts off". Eric slid from the sofa and stepped in between my legs and bent over to reach my waistband. Larry leaned back and gave him my nipple to kiss or suck by squeezing it and pointing it straight into Eric's direction. "O Fuck! Oh! Yeah," was all I could make myself say. I put my feet flat and raised my hips, taking the weight off my ass. Eric had the waist band in his hands and when he released my breasts from his mouth, he slowly slid them down, taking my panties with them. I lowered myself back to the sofa watching Eric's hand squeeze and pull at my pussy, learning how it felt and locating my hole. I

Not that she was complaining or anything. Hell, if it were up to her, she’d get them down to their birthday suits and keep them that way. Of course there was that whole cold making certain things small. She blinked and her gaze shot down to Brecc’s crotch. He didn’t appear to have problems with shrinkage. Her gaze shot up to his face and heat crowded her cheeks. He had that sly grin on his lips. He knew she’d been checking him out. “We have something awesome to show you,” said Eros, yanking off his shirt.

Eric's breathing suddenly became uneven again. His gaze slowly drifted to Lucas's lips. His Alpha stirred. Mine. Eric fought it. His jaw tightened. "No..." Lucas frowned. "Eric?" Before reason could reclaim control... Eric gently cupped Lucas's face. His fingers trembled. "I'm sorry..." Then he leaned forward. Their lips met. It lasted only a few seconds. A soft. Uncertain. Almost desperate kiss. When Eric pulled away, his breathing became ragged again. He immediately stepped backward. "No..."

I caught my fingers finding their way into my panties again. I decided to go crazy. I grabbed my phone and turned on the camera and then I showed the video to the screen. "The sexiest man on earth", I mumbled as I then started watching the video and touching myself.. The thing about me is that I'm always wet, always. I went on and on for a moment till I reached orgasm and stopped. Then I cut the video and told myself to watch it later. Did my usual clean up and went to bed...Few minutes into my short nap, I got a call from Tom.

They were also filthy rich and were amongst the top 10 list of most eligible, rich and youngest bachelor in town. Every lady craved them and constantly threw themselves at their feets. I wondered why, until, I caught Killian, during the company's 10th year anniversary party in the restroom, using just his finger to make Brittany, a fellow worker cum like crazy. Her legs were literally shaking, tears rolling down her cheeks as his fingers pumped into her hard. Afterwards, he made her kneel and suck his cock. Killian fucked her throat hard, gripping her neck tightly till she couldn't breathe and was coughing badly.

“Even with all that guilt. Fucking hell, Vivi.” I tipped my head back, eyes closing. His fingers slid under my skirt and straight into my pussy—two of his fingers slipped in easily, I was that ready for him. He curled his fingers, found the spot that made my hips jerk, and worked it steadily while he moved to the other breast. “We shouldn’t,” I breathed, even as I spread my legs wider for him. “I know we shouldn’t.” He kissed up my neck, nipped the bruise he’d left yesterday. “Doesn’t mean I’m stopping.”

‘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.

I was referring to the coachman as I writhed beneath Orian's hold while he toyed with my clit with careless harsh strokes. "Too bad I am not done with you yet." His gaze hardened as he continued his wicked assault with his fingers, "You crossed the line today Amara, Eric again uhm?" "I am sorry." My chest heaved, sweat running down my chest as he flicked my gown up and smacked his palm on my pussy making me squeal and jump, "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to."