Feminine Erotica Novels & Stories

The VIP room was small and dark, lit only by a faint purple light that made Layla’s skin look like glowing silk. She stood in the center of the room, and the three men, Marcus, Jax, and Leocouldn't breathe just looking at her. She was built with incredible curves, her waist tiny and her hips wide and heavy. Her breasts were the best part; they were huge, round, and so heavy they swayed beautifully with every step she took. The skin on her chest was pale and soft, and her nipples were dark and hard, poking out like they were begging to be tasted. She reached back and unhooked her gold bra, letting her heavy breasts fall free, bouncing softly as they were released. The men groaned at the sight

Ginger Ryan knows all about getting herself off, and boy, is she going to have a blast teaching her new student all of her naughty tricks. Oh, you’re so adorable in that cute red skirt and white blouse. Now take them off slow and easy. Ah, such a lovely young body... to tender and fresh. Oh, yes... that little bra is so perfect for those cute breasts. Yes, slide the straps off your smooth shoulders... oh, wow, look at those cute and pert beauties. Caress them, slide your hands under them and press them together... squeeze those perfect globes lovingly. Feel those rosebud nipples rising up against your palms, and keep caressing the sensitive flesh. Do you feel that cosy warmth building up bet

Fucking hell. I start moving slow at first, and then soon, I pick up the pace as I bounce hard, ass slapping against her thighs, lost in the wet heat and her constant stream of praise and filth. “Fuck, look at that greedy pussy swallowing me. So shy in the world, but such a desperate little cum-slut for your succubus.” Lira’s voice is low, wanton in a way that makes me want to cum right there and then. My nipples feel tight, hard, and when she rubs her tail against it, I feel like my heart is going to force its way out through my throat.

I felt satisfied whenever he treated the girl harshly and was pleased with the thought of being the only lady he treated with care; all that was left now was to get that massive cock of his in my pussy. I knew Leo was probably holding back because I was his younger sister. That had to be the reason, because at age 20, I was already a sexy damsel with big boobs and bouncing butts. That was one thing I was aware of. Just the thought of Leo filling me up with his wonderful cock, made my pussy wet, so I got on the bed, slid off my lacy panties, spread my legs on the bed, and began to stroke my clit. I threw my head backwards, as I bit my lower lip hard to stop a moan from escaping, and I rubbed

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

She was so unbelievably tight, so hot, and so impossibly wet that I felt like I was being swallowed by a volcano. "Oh, fuck," she hissed, her head tossing back, the blonde wig falling slightly away. "You're so deep. You're hitting everything, Creighton." She began to move, and it was clear why she was a superstar on OnlyFans. She had a rhythmic control over her hips that was breathtaking. She ground her pelvis against mine, her clit rubbing against my pubic bone with every downward stroke. She wasn't just bouncing; she was rolling her hips, a slow, circular motion that maximized the friction against every inch of my shaft.

I held her vagina open with my fingers and I continued digging into her, her pussy trembling and releasing tiny pussy farts that were odorless and very fucking sexy. “Your pussy is very fucking-” I could not finish my sentence.

Her body readied itself as she knelt above him, legs opened wide around his head. Tayte stared at the depilated area, still an exciting novelty to him, the pussy hair removed in a way he had never before seen in a grown woman, her mound silky smooth to the touch, the delicate pink flesh divided neatly, swollen lips fully exposed, clitoris standing up proud. It expressed Armina’s disregard for modesty; this flamboyant display of her womanhood was a statement of her defiant, hedonistic view of life.

I did the same to her, my fingers slipping through her folds, gathering the slickness there, circling her clit with light pressure. We stayed like that for a long time, touching and kissing, occasionally sliding a finger or two inside each other just to feel the soft heat and the way the other woman’s breath would catch. Eventually the touches grew more purposeful again. She rolled onto her back and pulled me over her so that our legs scissored together, our centers pressed close. We ground against each other slowly at first, then with more urgency as the friction built. The wet sounds of our bodies moving together filled the room. Her hands gripped my ass, pulling me tighter against her. Mi

I was already very wet, and it was all because of Jeremy. Now that I was alone in the room, I didn't try fighting the thoughts of him. What was the harm? No one would know. I trailed the vibrator down to my pussy, and slowly rolled it against my clit over and over. I was tightening up, about to come. I let out a strangled moan as I imagined it was Jeremy holding the vibrator, and that he had done a lot more than lightly touch my breast. I imagined him playing with my nipples, bending me over and spanking me.