Famous Erotica Novels & Stories

but instead she rubbed her gigantic tits on his face, and stroked his cock at the same time. She created perfect sensual friction that caused Light to close his eyes, stand still, and let himself be pleasantly tortured. Lexi inhaled as much sexual energy as she could from Light from this action. Many centuries of practice had enlightened her on the fact that this was the quickest method to make a straight man cum. The sexual energy emanated from humans produces testosterone in Sex Demons. That was why Lexi and her husbands preferred to consume the sexual energies of attractive and freaky humans only. Where can you find those? Of course, on the dark web.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

he says, his voice rough. "Clara." "Clara." He says it like he's tasting it. "Pretty name for a pretty slut who wants a black cock." The word slut shouldn't turn me on, but it does. It sends a thrill through me, because that's what I am right now. A cheating, desperate slut who's about to get what she came for.

he whispered. He stopped what he was doing. Ever since he tried the starlet he has never again attempted to pay a woman to see if it will make him erect. He thought maybe this would help him. "What, Clay? Are you okay? I'm going tonight." He didn't know how he was completely convinced by his friend but he just found himself with him in that exclusive club. The man is right, you will have a hard time choosing because the women there are all beautiful. The waitresses were almost without clothes either. They seemed to wear costumes that would show a lot of skin. Dwayne really enjoys what he sees.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

He grinned as they stepped inside. Emily locked the door, set her phone on the desk, and started a live session on OnlyFans. Comments began pouring in at once. “Hello, everyone. Emily here. Another session, but today’s a little special. I’m with one of my top spenders.” She tilted the camera toward Jacob’s chest, careful to keep his face out of frame as he’d requested. “He’s the only top spender who found me today, so that means he won. Yay.” The chat filled with complaints.

Chapter 1 Wet Backstage Cravings Lena's pov I dated a celebrity and it was the worst mistake I ever made. He’s a celebrity in Spain, he’s a musician. His name is Jayden. I met him at an event. The lights were dim backstage, the air thick with perfume, sweat, and the faint buzz of champagne glasses clinking. I stood there in my tight black leather gown, feeling the fabric hug every curve as I scanned the room. He came to perform.

“Oh my God…” She presses on, her eyes holding mine, her voice raw. “So I suggest you just do as they say. Honestly, it’s not like it will kill you.” Her next words slice me open. “It’s just pleasure, Anita.” I recoil, my lips trembling. She continues, her tone strangely matter-of-fact, almost rehearsed. “I mean, you’ve already been with him once. And… he is very good in that aspect. He knows how to give women pleasure, the kind they can’t forget. That’s why they keep coming back. I’ve… I’ve lived with it for two years now. So, no, it won’t kill you. It won’t hurt you. And he’s very clean—trust me. No diseases, nothing to worry about. And he’s generous. Very generous. If you satisfy him, he’l