Fae Erotica Novels & Stories

Turlock gazed at the beautiful little Fae and knew instantly who she was, keeping his excitement under wraps, he sneered at the puny human males, ‘She’s just another Fae. He said without any emotion, then handed them the standard f*e for a Fae female, they were satisfied with the amount, it would mean a merry afternoon in the local Tavern for the four of them. Their wives would not be told of their good fortune nor would they see a penny of the f*e, the men would drink and enjoy a few hours each with the whores that frequented their local hostelry.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

She worked him with a fae’s innate grace and a building desperation, her cheeks hollowing, one hand stroking the heavy length of him while the other fondled his tight, heavy balls. Xandros watched, mesmerized, his own cock aching and hard. The sight of the elegant fae queen on her knees, servicing the brutish incubus, was the most potent aphrodisiac he had ever witnessed. He reached out, his hand sliding over Odessa’s back, feeling the muscles work as she pleasured Zarek. “Look at her,” Zarek grunted, his hips beginning a slow, rhythmic thrust into the wet heat of Odessa’s mouth. “See how she takes me. She is the conduit for us all.”

My moms; my beautiful, sexy stepmoms, fucking like animals on the counter where they prepare food. Thia’s athletic body glistened with sweat, her toned abs flexing while Leah’s curves jiggled, her ass cheek spreading on the marble. Even after all these years, they were hotter than any p**n I’d jerked to. My cock was rock hard, begging for release. I pulled it out right there in the dark, stroking slowly before matching their pace. Pre cum coated my hand as I watched Thia bite into Leah’s shoulder, their moans echoing desperately.

I pulled away to give us a chance to breathe, then I gently held her neck while my other hand pulled up her miniskirt. I was surprised to find she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. “Why are you not wearing any panties?” I whispered, shocked but thrilled by this side of her. I had never imagined Fay had such a wild side. “You don’t like seeing me naked?” she teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she rubbed herself against my hand. “I do,” I admitted, unable to hide the desire burning within me. “Then fuck me,” Fay whimpered, and a satisfied smirk tugged at my lips as I caressed her clit with my fingers.

This is a lesbian erotica story, enjoy! “Bang!” I jump, looking behind me. My best friend, Joanna, eyes me as I stare at myself in the mirror, flipping her hair over her face. She smiles, “You do realise it’s my wedding night, right?” I turn swiftly, my hand resting on my hips as I glare at her. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” She laughs, quenching my anger instantly. “Meaning why don’t you come help me with my hair instead of primping yourself for Jimmy.”

I knew that somewhere in the world there would be someone for me and that I would no longer be alone. Even if it wasn't Joana, I had hopes of finding someone who would let himself be carried away in the same way he was with us, natural and without major interests. However, I noticed that it wouldn't be the best kind of subject after sex like that. We were both a mess. Her hair was moistened and stuck to her head, and mine gave me the privilege of being very short so as not to bother. Some hickey marks were on Joana's neck and breasts. In fact, her pink and extremely attractive nipples were very reddish.

Fade looked at the unmanly tool of Maru and her eyes were devoid of reason. All she could feel was the intense lust in her loins. Heat emanated from below and the familiar scent of arousal mixed into the open to further intensify the already erotic atmosphere. She did not resist her impulses and made use of the hard fuck stick that was proficiently roused by her smooth silky hands. Fade stood astride Maru before she slowly descended to the path depravity. The boy beneath her could only sense and a gripping sensation of a very tight passage that squeezed from time to time in a familiar dance that was as old as time itself.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

Diana cried as I whipped her butt with a feather belt. It wasn't only giving her marks, but also teasing her clit gently. Next, I turned Diana to lie on the bed, then made her play with herself as I watched with my face close to her pussy. She breathed heavily as she thrust her fingers, yelping. "Get away Gavin, I am about to cum." She screamed, but I didn't move away, I opened my mouth for her to squirt those lovely juices all over me. 'They couldn't go to waste.' I thought as I licked her clean, feeling that she tasted even more delicious.