Free Erotica Short Novels & Stories

“Take them off.” The embers of my desire blaze hotter at her words. Not wanting to break apart, I find a way to maneuver my shorts off. Amara giggles at my efforts but quickly loses her laughter when I roll on a condom and slip inside her warm, wet walls. She arches her back and throws her head back with a groan. Her folds shudder and tighten, making me groan in desire. I close my eyes feeling shockwaves of ecstasy rush through me. Her sharp nails dig into my sweat-soaked shoulders as her hips rise and fall in a carnal rhythm. Stars blink in and out of my vision, and a tidal wave of pleasure threatens to overtake me.

Hi everyone 🥰🥰 Mha Nitta here, how's our weekend going? After the next two chapters I'll be releasing an erotica experience of a friend who is in a talking stage with me. He has a weird fetish for short black skirts 😂. I found it so hilarious though. Forget the fact that we're friends 😂😂 It's weird.

“Oh god… fuck me, Mr. Collins… please! Give me your cock!” My fingers moved frantically, curling and thrusting while my thumb rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. I was so close, moaning shamelessly now. “Yes… deeper… fuck your little virgin, Mr. Collins!” The bedroom door suddenly creaked open. Ria stood there in her tiny sleep shorts and tank top, arms crossed, an amused smirk on her lips as she watched me finger-fucking myself desperately. “Wow. Screaming my dad’s name while you finger your tight little pussy? That’s next-level thirsty, Maya.”

I look over his shoulder. Thirty-one seconds. He’s not going to do it. He drives his fingers harder and deeper while he starts grinding the heel of his palm against my sensitive clit. Twenty-two seconds. “So wet. You hear that?” he growls. And I do. I hear the sound of my arousal dripping over his fingers as he works them in and out of me. Damn, he’s going to do it. Fifteen seconds. “You’re going to come like my good little slut so I can bury my cock inside you, too, aren’t you?”

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

My legs felt shaky as I descended the stairs, the cool wood against my bare feet doing nothing to calm the fire still burning between my thighs. The dream clung to me like a second skin, Alex’s thick cock stretching me open, his dirty growls in my ear, the way I’d moaned like a slut while he fucked me senseless in my own bed. My soaked panties rubbed against my swollen clit with every step, sending little sparks up my spine. I tugged the hem of my tiny sleep shorts down, but they barely covered anything. My thin tank top clung to my breasts, nipples still hard and obvious. Part of me hoped he’d notice. The other part was terrified he would.

“I dare you.” She texted back almost instantly, the words popping up on my screen like a challenge. “Come on, you don't think he's good in bed?” I replied, my thumbs moving frantically as I followed him down the quiet hallway. “How long do you think I could last?” “Let's see... maybe thirty minutes,” she typed back, and I could practically hear her laughing through the phone. “I bet he's a one-hour guy. Let's give him a try. I can't wait to feel his tongue on my clit. I'm so fucking wet, Natasha.” My heart raced as I hit send, the words a mix of bravado and genuine desire.

She made small, erotic sounds that excited the young man. “I…I want to see you too,” he whispered. Without taking her eyes from his throbbing cock she slid the tight shorts to her knees, exposing her shaved pussy to his hungry eyes. She heard his low moan and a wild recklessness overwhelmed her, a feeling she had never experienced before. Her eyes glazed over with a wicked lust and she stood, slowly removing her sports bra and kicking the shorts from around her ankles. Her thighs spread as she walked to within a foot of the frantically masturbating young man.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

“Yes. Exactly like that.” His erection pulsed, pressing painfully against his zipper. His eyes roamed over her shamelessly, devouring the sight of her spread open. He had asked for this under the pretense of art, but nothing about the look in his eyes was detached or professional. It was raw. Hungry. Lena shifted slightly, and the movement only made things worse. Damien’s gaze locked onto her core, and she felt goosebumps rise all over her skin. Her body betrayed her, wetness began to gather, subtle but visible, glistening faintly in the soft light.