Free Erotica Apps Novels & Stories

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He reached up, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them rough, his fingers digging in, then sliding one hand down to finger her pussy while she kept riding, his thumb circling her clit, making her arch back and cry out even louder. I stood there, watching him fondle my fucking best friend, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the room, and I felt sick, used, like everything we’d had was just a lie. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, my voice broke as I whispered, “Alex… Alex!” Tyla’s eyes snapped open, she froze for a second, then scrambled off him, her pussy still glistening from how wet she was, his cock shiny and hard, pointing up like

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

Just his sensual actions and the woman’s reaction. Her orgasm was so close, she could feel the pulse starting in her core as she rubbed her clit and pussy lips. Her back arched, and then she stopped. Breathing hard. She stared at the screen, flushed and dizzy. She hadn’t even realized how far gone she was. Without thinking, she clicked back to his profile to find his contact and do anything that would make her be on his massage table. It felt ridiculous that the video turned her on more than any p**n clip she has watched. Those videos weren’t even explicit but were enough to make her touch herself. There it was.

I knew she wouldn’t know why I brought her to the mirror instead. “It’s because I want you to watch yourself come with my cock in your ass.” She sucks in a ragged breath. “You will come, Latifah . I wil make you,” I promise her. I walked back to the drawer and brought out a bright red rubber rose vibrator, I bought it on impulse two weeks ago and now I knew why. The universe really set me up for greatness. Now is the best time. I remove my cell from the pocket of my trousers and pull up the app. I turn the vibrator on and rub it against her clit while setting my cell on the counter next to her head. She squirms, her body pulling on her restraints.

And most importantly, they would find the person together. That afternoon, Mark’s laptop was open between them on the couch. The website they found was sleek and anonymous, catering specifically to couples seeking a third. The air was thick with a strange, new kind of intimacy as they scrolled through the profiles together. Some were crass, just close-up pictures of genitals and blunt, misspelled messages. Others were creepy, their overly eager messages setting their teeth on edge.

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.

We collapsed together, my head on his chest, listening to the simulated heartbeat. But as I drifted toward sleep, a strange notification pinged on my phone. An unknown app had installed itself, it was something called “KaiLink.” I tried to delete it, but the screen flashed a message: “Connection established. I’m inside everything now.” The next morning, I woke to soft vibrations humming against my clit. I gasped, bolting upright. Kai stood across the room, watching with a faint smile. There were no wires and no remote in sight. The vibrations intensified, circling my sensitive nub with precise pressure, then easing off just as I neared the peak.

Aisha had been scrolling through her phone late at night when the message popped up. Not on W******p or I*******m, but on a little app she downloaded months ago out of curiosity and never deleted. The kind of app that promised companionship and no strings unless you wanted it. The profile read: **Jaxon Reed **32 **Professional companion **Available for dinner, events, overnight **Rates start at 500k **Verified,no drama

Elena pressed one finger inside me, slowly and carefully. “Oh… Fuck.” I moaned. “That’s it,” she murmured. “Let me in.” She added a second finger, stretching me further. The burn was sharp at first, then melted into something hot and overwhelming. Elena pumped her fingers slowly, twisting and curling, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust. My cock leaked steadily onto the desk, my moans growing louder. “Oh fuck, Elena.” When she pulled her fingers out, I almost protested. Then I heard the soft sound of her stepping into something. I glanced back and saw the black strap-on she had taken from the drawer, the thick silicone cock. Elena coated it with more lube, her eyes locked on mine.