Errotic Short Novels & Stories

My voice was shaky as I spoke. I saw her smiling before she finally spoke, I black eyes were shining with something I couldn't quite name. No… the opposite of what I was wanting to hear from her… your writing was loving and powerful. I love your story because I love erotic stories myself and I'd like to talk more about it with you. “So are you free this weekend Come to my place Sunday at eight.” I felt my heartbeat increase is it the test that I don't want her to give me that she wants to give me in her house? Or is it something else? I asked myself.

My cheeks flushed in embarrassment but I didn't fail to shoot back, “Aren’t we just coming from a pool party? Of course, it's the water. Thinking I'm wet for you? In your dreams.” “Arrgghh…Lordd. Maxwell!” I moaned. His ministrations on my breasts already made heat pool beneath my thighs. I rubbed them together, hoping to provide some kind of friction since Ethan was just staring at me like he wanted to rip my head off. He yanked my panties down my legs, leaving my pussy bare and exposed. The cool air hit me and I shivered involuntarily as Ethan pressed two fingers against my clit. “Mmmm…” Trying my best not to moan and give Ethan that satisfaction but my body betrayed me and I couldn't help

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

I was already soaked from looking at his shorts and seeing myself pull it off and get his cock deep down my throat. My face turned red, I could feel myself dripping. I ran into my room, fell to my feet and shoved my hand into my panties, one finger into my folds gently. Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands. “Are you okay?” He said as he opened my door. He left saying nothing, I was so embarrassed. I had never imagined he would open my door. In shame, I buried my head under my duvet.

I was shaking, gasping, the pressure building so fast I could barely breathe. Darren lifted me effortlessly onto the pool edge, spreading my thighs wide. Marissa dropped to her knees in the shallow water between my legs, pulling my bikini bottom aside. Her tongue dove straight in… hot, wet, relentless… lapping at my dripping pussy while Darren stood beside me, freeing his thick, rock-hard cock from his shorts. It was huge… veined and throbbing… and I couldn’t stop staring. He guided it to my lips. “Open up, baby… taste how much I want you.”

There’s no coming back after crossing that line. She scooted a little closer, pushing my shorts towards my crotch, her bare skin leaving a hot trail against my bare thighs. Her face reddened, either from embarrassment or arousal. Maybe both. That little detail made my heart thump wildly against my ribcage. It was so loud that I had a feeling she could hear it. Her soft hands cupped my cheeks, tilting my chin up a little so I could face her, and I let her, because who could resist her?

And now her tits were even more exposed. Her face was covered in white stringy smears. One streak had even sprayed a gooey white line over her right eye, and she was squinting and grimacing like some sort of bizarre erotic pirate. She had cum on her cheeks, a little glop of it on her forehead, a particularly gratuitous blob hanging from her bottom lip and dribbling down her chin. And she just stood there with her mouth open, panting and gasping. "L ... Luh ... Look what you... did!" she said.

I used to shrug it off, but one day, I waltzed into the apartment he and Eric shared and I got a glimpse of him naked. He was standing there stark naked and my eyes zoned in on his huge cock. We laughed the moment off, but I have never been the same ever since. How could I? The sight of his thick veiny cock, droplets of water from the shower he just had running down his body. I get wet just thinking about that day, I would touch myself sometimes imagining it was my juices running down his body that day.

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

I just answered him with a moan as his hands went to the sides of my waist to hold me still. My toes curled as I reached my orgasm. Gosh! That was fast. No wonder it's Ero that I am with. He licked his upper lip after consuming all that white substance that came out of me, and then he pulled down his board shorts, and to my surprise, I noticed he wasn't wearing any boxers. My Ero is really naughty, and he seems more than ready, huh? "Aren't you ready?" I asked him, and he chuckled, giving me a peck as he kicked his shorts off the bed.