Famous Erotica Novels & Stories

I curled them, hitting that spot I knew she loved, watching her kick and squirm. God, she was perfect. Every reaction was vocal. Every movement was a plea. Eva… Eva was a statue. Eva never reacted like this. Eva made me feel like sex was a chore on a to-do list. Olandria made me feel like a god. She made me feel like a man who was capable of destroying a woman with nothing but a touch. I watched her hungrily, my mouth diving back for her clit while I continued to finger her, adding a third finger to stretch her out.

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"Report it? Who said anything about reporting it?" He leans in closer, his scent—something like sandalwood and expensive gin—overwhelming me. He shushes me gently, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "There’s nothing to be ashamed of. We’re all human. To be honest, I watch it all the time. I could give you a list of performers that make those Brazzers clips worth it. I’ve been following Lana Rhoades and Abella Danger for years." My jaw nearly hits my desk. I look up at him, shocked not because he watches p**n, but by the casual admission. "You... you do?"

I nodded as I grabbed my boob and pinched my nipple slightly. I curled my toes, reached back, and clawed at his arm. "Cum, slut" My body obeyed the command at once. I screamed, my cum sprayed everywhere. In a few seconds, Damon slammed his cock into me a few more times. Then she released shots of his hot cum into my ass and pulled out. His cum dripped out of my ass onto the floor, mixing with my cum. We lay down side by side, catching our breaths. "Ella"

She gasped and spread her legs wider, moaning theatrically for Lila’s benefit. “Fuck, Damien… your fingers feel so good,” she groaned. “Much better than a pathetic little slut like her could ever be.” Lila whimpered, tears spilling down her face again. The sight made my cock throb painfully. I pulled my fingers out of her and fed them to Lila, forcing her to suck Lena’s juices off them. “Taste what a real woman gives me,” I growled.

An unforgettable sex was always done with those who did not care about the dirt of sex until exhaustion, with the excessive heat and disheveled hair, and not even with spanking in the ass and hair pulls. Women who surrendered easily to that were the best in the world. And I loved the bbws. Because they used to like something stronger during the H hour. Not to mention everything there was to play during the act. I had an intimate speech that chubby women were like pots of honey, where you could smear and delight for long hours, without ever getting sick. And it was my favorite type, besides the type that my radar attracted the most. Throughout my life, I've never been with a thin and model gi

But the contrast of her pale skin, dark red hair, freckles, and pale, almost hidden nipples was an exotic, erotic tableau not easily found. “If people only knew,” she told herself in the mirror. She had another date with George in a couple of hours. Fia wondered what they were going to do. She was excited and scared. She liked that feeling. While Fia had always considered herself open-minded and sexually adventurous, in her heart she knew that, really, she wasn’t. All her partners had always been men. She liked vaginal sex. She only owned one vibrator and no other sex toys. Even her sexiest lingerie leaned toward practicality.

Her moans turned into short, broken whimpers now, “uh… uh… yes… like that…” He kept the pace brutal, the glass fogging from their heat. Her free hand braced against it, leaving wet prints. He finally pulled out, turned her, and bent her over the toilet tank. One hard shove and he was buried again, pounding her from behind while she gripped the edges. “Tell me what you are…” “Your overtime slut… your dirty little hole… use me…” He reached under, pinched her clit hard, and she broke. A loud, shaky “fuck...I’m cumming...” ripped out of her as her pussy clenched and fluttered around him, juices running down her thighs.

"Oh god, you feel so good. So fucking good." He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing and circling, pushing me closer to the edge. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Come for me, Emma," Damien commanded, his voice a low growl. "Come all over my cock." I keened, my body convulsing as I rode the wave of pleasure, my orgasm crashing over me in a rush of sensation. Damien continued to fuck me, his movements unrelenting, drawing out my pleasure until I was a trembling, boneless mess on the desk.

"It's a...solid choice. “How about you?” I asked, turning to face him. “What's yours?” “Well… I read a lot of books and finding a favourite among them has become almost impossible because they all stand out differently.” “Impressive.” I smiled. “Do you read erotica?” he asked, as he halted his steps and turned to face me. My heart skipped. Not because of the genre but because of how he said it. The tone he used was… dangerous. “Well…. I… most of the time.” I stammered.