Free Women's Erotica Novels & Stories

~Lena’s POV~ “Listen,” Jasmine said, leaning forward on my couch with that wicked sparkle in her eyes, wine sloshing dangerously close to the rim of her glass. “I’m telling you, there is nothing…absolutely nothing,like sliding two fingers over your clit after a long day and just letting go. Last weekend I had the apartment to myself and I swear I spent forty minutes edging and teasing my pussy until it was so swollen and wet I could hear every little stroke. When I finally rubbed hard and fast I came so hard my legs shook for ages. I still get wet thinking about it.”

She lay on her back beside her sister, arms stiff at her sides, thighs pressed together so tightly the muscles trembled. Rita reached over and pried them apart with surprising strength. “Open,” she ordered. “He’ll want to see how wet his good little sister-in-law got just thinking about his cock.” Nina whimpered but let her legs fall open. Cool air kissed her slick folds. She was soaked: lips swollen, clit peeking out, a thin string of arousal stretching between her thighs when she moved. Rita licked her lips. “Touch yourself. Keep that pussy ready for him. He likes walking in on a girl who can’t wait.”

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

I licked my lips and thought about being in her position very shortly, but then again I wanted to go slow and ease him into it and I was getting paid per lesson. I heard Max pop open a can in the kitchen and knew I only had a minute or two to figure out what I wanted to do. On the screen the woman was now teasing, sitting back and stroking his glistening cock, jerking him and asking him what he wanted. He moaned and pumped his hips, begging her for more, but she giggled and kept stroking him while waggling her tongue over the tip of his cock. Inspiration hit me and at the sound of footsteps in the kitchen, I closed the lap top and took it off the table along with his note book and went into

Once she was buried to the hilt, she started thrusting, deep, steady strokes that made my breasts bounce with every movement. Elena fucked me harder, her hands gripping my thighs as she drove the strap-on into me. The wet slapping sounds filled the bedroom. She leaned down and sucked on my nipples while continuing her relentless pace. “You look so pretty getting fucked,” she whispered. “My husband’s perfect little assistant, spreading her legs for his wife.” The taboo words sent a fresh wave of arousal through me. I came hard around the dildo, my walls clenching as pleasure ripped through my body. Elena didn’t stop. She flipped me onto my stomach, pulled my hips up, and took me from behind.

Wet slaps echo with every drop, my boobs bounce with every movement, nipples hard, tight and aching, yearning for the touch of her fingers or mouth. Lira watches me with glowing eyes, one hand finally cupping my breast, thumb flicking my nipple while the other rubs my clit in perfect rhythm. The pleasure builds fast, and that boiling heat now pools in my belly, her cock bullying my cervix on every downstroke. “Faster, baby.” She urges playfully, hips snapping up to meet me. “Let me hear those pretty sounds.” For a moment, she holds my waist down, pinning me to the spot as she fucks me from below, my pussy walls contracting around her fuck as my orgasm builds, threatening to push me way over

Fucked her against the concrete wall while telling her stories about the others, how Elena was thriving in the safehouse, how Harper had stopped trying to leave the cabin, how Valentina ran the penthouse like a queen now, how Camila rode shotgun across continents and Leila ruled that island like a dark goddess. Sofia pushed back hard some days. Tried to escape twice. Both times he caught her, spanked her ass raw, then fucked her so good she cried from the pleasure. One night he took her upstairs to a bigger room with windows. Showed her the files on every woman. The messages they’d sent after choosing to stay. Proof they were happier, freer, more themselves than they’d ever been. Sofia read

They slipped on transparent plastic aprons. “On your stomach first,” Freya commanded softly. They slowly peeled my leggings and panties down my thick thighs, exposing my smooth, plump ass and already-wet pussy. “Fuck, look at this perfect ass,” Jess moaned, spreading my cheeks wide. “Completely waxed and ready.” Freya ran her bare fingers over my tight pink hole. “So pretty… and already twitching. Have you been watching naughty videos, thinking about women playing with your holes?” I moaned loudly as Freya pushed one slick finger deep into my ass. “Oh god… Doctor!”

Then another, with each different pose. Deciding to take it to the next level, I stood to my feet, unbuckled my belt quickly, slid my hands into both my panties and jeans and tugged them down in one swift pull. I was now naked. Fully and completely. My pussy was already wet and slick from the thrill of doing this. I slid one finger inside, then added two, and crooked it, making another face of deep ecstasy, then took another one. I took several of them. And sent them all to Shawn.