Free Erotics Novels & Stories

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

Oh, I smell your sweet arousal and it’s so freaking divine. Oh, baby... lift your butt off the bed and slide your hand over your pussy, over your cute panties and feel your own damp arousal. Keep playing with your breasts with one hand and caress your crotch with the other. Do you feel that wonderful fluttering in your belly... and that crazy craving? Oh, fuck... you’re making me so horny watching you do this. Now slide your hand down inside your panty and dip into that sweet wetness, let your fingers slide over and dance around on your sensitive pussy lips. Yes, that’s it. That is so fucking it. Now slide in your other hand and push your panties down your shapely thighs, now kick them off c

I say, the words falling past my lips as my head tips back, the top of my head banging against the glass with every thrust and push. He steps back and turns us again, sitting on the bed and swinging his legs out so that I can ride him. I readjust myself to straddle his hips, then sink onto him. “There you go,” he says. “Give me those tits.” I lean forward into his outstretched hands, letting him hold me up as I ride. “You’re so fucking tight and hot for me,” he says. “Taking my cock like it’s the best fucking thing you’ve ever had.”

I cried out loudly as the orgasm crashed over me, my entire body shaking and convulsing around her fingers while wave after wave of intense pleasure ripped through me. My vision blurred with tears and ecstasy, and for several long moments I could do nothing but moan and tremble beneath her, completely lost in the overwhelming sensation. Even as the peak began to fade and I lay there panting and spent, Ruth kept her fingers buried inside me, gently stroking my inner walls as if to savor the way I continued to flutter and squeeze around them. She looked down at me with that satisfied smile, brushing a strand of hair from my damp forehead. “We’re just getting started,” she said softly. “By the

“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."

A firm tap on her thigh, not painful, but sharp enough to jolt her. “You don’t beg yet,” he said. “You earn it.” She whimpered again, not from pain, but from pure frustration. He continued with changing sensations: soft strokes, quick taps, breathless pauses. One moment, he kissed her slowly. The next, he used a small leather paddle across her backside, each strike followed by a kiss, a touch, a whisper of praise. “Good girl,” he murmured. “So responsive. So eager.” Her body was on fire, not from harshness, but from the slow, intentional opening of her control.

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

Her scream is hot against his palm, a vibrating roar that speaks of utter surrender, of profound, unbidden pleasure. That’s the truth: she wants it. The undeniable proof of her body, the raw, visceral response, screams it louder than any denial from her lips. Her hips grinding against him, the wetness between her legs, the shattering climax—it all speaks a truth that cannot be denied. Her eyes say no, wide and filled with tears of humiliation and rage, a desperate plea for escape. But her cunt says yes, throbbing and sensitive, a testament to her undeniable arousal.

I answered truthfully, my fingers digging into the wood as he drove me to a mad orgasm. My knees shivered, and a loud shriek tore from my throat. I shook from pleasure, feeling every nerve in my body strain. He finally pulled out, immediately turning me around and making me sit on the chair again. My eyes were still shut as I relaxed on the chair, the spasms still travelling through me. I hadn't recovered, and every time I squeezed my thighs together and touched my clit, I would jerk like someone in an electric chair. Frederick pulled my legs apart and I finally opened eyes to look at him. He got down on his knees, holding my legs up and bringing his face to my pussy.

His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve and line. He leaned down, his breath hot on my inner thigh. I gasped softly, anticipating his touch. His fingers traced the lace of my thong, sending shivers down my spine. He hooked a finger under the fabric and slowly pulled it aside, exposing my most intimate place. My pussy. His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I gasped, my back arching off the desk. He sucked and licked, his movements slow and deliberate, driving me wild with desire. I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me.