Errotic Short Novels & Stories

I had a feeling tonight would be a good session as they had picked an erotic novel this time. I was settled in front of my laptop, wine in hand, waiting for all the other girls to log on. Once they had all arrived, it became clear the topic of the book had got them all in cheeky moods, there were lots of suggestive messages and we hadn't even got to discussing the book at that point. Once we got into the main discussion, it was revealing to see what bits the other girls liked and did not.

This feeling is… strange, uncomfortable and frustrating to death. “That's enough! I cried because I was embarrassed more than anything. Don't cry anymore." The sound of his voice filled the room, and the girl was motionless, clearly frightened. Eric sighed. “Here, this will help.” Eric put a small amount of lubricant on his finger and gently squeezed her clitoris between his thumb and index finger. She shivered, stunned by the touch, and he knew she was silently signaling him to let go of her sensitive flesh, but of course he wouldn't. “I'm fine, Kitten. It'll be fine," he reassured her gently and began to rub her wet center. He's very skillful, that's why, always careful not to rub too hard

Oh, I smell your sweet arousal and it’s so freaking divine. Oh, baby... lift your butt off the bed and slide your hand over your pussy, over your cute panties and feel your own damp arousal. Keep playing with your breasts with one hand and caress your crotch with the other. Do you feel that wonderful fluttering in your belly... and that crazy craving? Oh, fuck... you’re making me so horny watching you do this. Now slide your hand down inside your panty and dip into that sweet wetness, let your fingers slide over and dance around on your sensitive pussy lips. Yes, that’s it. That is so fucking it. Now slide in your other hand and push your panties down your shapely thighs, now kick them off c

Then his tongue dragged a long, slow stripe up the center of my shorts, pressing the wet cotton hard against my swollen clit. I cried out, back arching, fingers tangling in his hair. He did it again—slower, filthier—tongue flattening, circling, sucking my clit through the fabric until I was shaking. “Take them off,” I begged. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and yanked the shorts down my legs. My bare pussy was exposed—puffy, glistening, clit swollen and throbbing. Liam groaned, low and primal, then buried his face between my thighs.

Erica grinned. The quiet gaze proceeded. Erica's hands were on her midriff. She was humiliated that she had no bra on. But she didn't let that become of her. Erica's hands followed the shorts the entire way to her feet. Her skin hummed in a line down the two legs where Erica had touched them. She got out of her shorts. Erica just stopped at her groin long enough for Carmen to feel a warm breath on her bare pussy, then, at that point, she removed Erica's shorts in the same delicate style.

She kept stroking me through it until the aftershocks faded and I had to gently push her hand away, oversensitive. I rolled toward her and pushed her onto her back. Her legs fell open easily. I kissed down her throat, across her breasts, lingering to suck each nipple until she squirmed. Lower still, over the soft plane of her stomach. The scent of her arousal reached me before I even parted her folds with my fingers. She was slick and swollen. I settled between her thighs and licked a long stripe from her entrance up to her clit. The taste was sharp and clean. Her hips jerked and she made a low sound that went straight through me.

I had reached my apex and it was so intense that my eyes rolled back into my skull as the feeling of floating consumed me. The licking on my neck awakened me a short time later and I looked up at Eros smiling down at me. “You have my blood on your lips,” he commented and I quickly lifted my fingers to my mouth to wipe it off. “What happened?” “You experienced a la petite mort or the little death from your orgasm. It was a close one for me as well because I almost busted my nut in you. Luckily I pulled out in time and shot it on your belly,” he said with a smirk.

Hated how my thighs trembled and another gush of slickness leaked down my inner thigh. But my body moved anyway—small, hesitant steps across the cool hardwood until I was standing right in front of her, close enough to smell her arousal, sweet and musky and so fucking intoxicating it made my head spin. Elena’s free hand reached out, manicured nails grazing my bare thigh just below the hem of my boy shorts. I jumped at the touch, but she only smiled wider, sliding her palm higher, pushing the fabric aside until her fingertips brushed the soaked cotton covering my pussy.

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Her past life haunted and ruined her desire in the worst way. . . . More Erotica coming!!!