Friends To Lovers Erotica Novels & Stories

My pussy throbbed even harder, till I slid two fingers inside them and started finger fucking myself. Wet, sloppy sounds that screamed dirty filled the empty room. “Raphael…Ohhh goddd..” I increased my pace as I stared at his picture while fantasizing about his dick as it replaced my fingers. Squeezing my right breast hard, I stifle another moan and shut my eyes. It felt so good thinking dirty about my bestfriend’s dad. Yep. You heard me right.

She gasped, eyes wide. Ethan moved in front and shoved himself into her pussy at the same time. The sound she made was pure filthy bliss. They started moving together, stretching her full, her body shaking between them. I was made to straddle Ryan’s face. His tongue drove straight into my dripping hole while I watched my best friend get double penetrated right in front of me. Lena’s eyes met mine, it looked desperate. She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us.

It was pure pleasure. I pushed the door open a crack and froze. There she was, naked on our bed, legs spread wide, while her best friend Lisa was on top of her. Lisa had this thick purple dildo strapped around her hips, and she was driving it deep into Sarah's pussy with steady, hard thrusts. Sarah's hands were gripping the sheets, her back arching up every time Lisa pushed in. "Fuck, Lisa, right there," Sarah moaned, her voice all breathy and desperate. "Don't stop, please, it feels so fucking good."

One finger teased my hole again making me moan into his mouth. "Been hard all day thinking about this," he growled against my lips. "Thinking about fucking my son's best friend right here where anyone could see if they looked hard enough." He laid me down on the warm wooden planks. The wood felt rough against my back but I did not care. Daniel knelt between my legs and spread them wide. He grabbed the small bottle of lube he had hidden in his pocket and coated his fingers and cock with it. "Relax for me boy," he said. "I am going in raw after the lube. No condom. I want to feel every inch of you."

He was gentle at first, stroking my slick folds, teasing my clit in slow circles that made my hips jerk. “Ryan… please,” I whispered, voice breaking. Shame and need twisted together inside me until I could barely think straight. This was my best friend. The guy who had seen me cry over bad breakups. The one who brought me soup when I was sick. And now his fingers were sliding through my dripping cunt like he had been dreaming about it too. “You feel so fucking good,” he murmured against my neck, kissing and biting the sensitive skin there. “So wet for your best friend. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to touch you like this.”

Brad cut Zayne off mid-sentence and said impatiently, "I promised you I'd let you see your lover, didn't I? Well, here she is, right in your arms. "You do know I'm not running a charity here. You're a funny one, young man. I've decided to sell all three of you together. You can all reunite in hell!" Reagan's smile froze. Thinking of the torture she would endure at their hands should she stay, she shoved Zayne forward and pointed at him frantically.

It clenched under my touch, pink and tight. “Lube?” I asked, in a rough voice. “Nightstand.” I reached over, grabbed the bottle and a condom from the drawer. Slicked my fingers first, then drizzled some down his crack. He shivered as it hit his skin. I pushed in one finger first slowly, feeling the heat clamp around me. He pushed back immediately, moaning into the pillow. “More.” I added a second, scissoring them, stretching him open. Curled them up, hit his prostate dead on. He jolted, clenching his ass hard.

Marcus held her tight, whispering filthy encouragements in her ear as he watched his best friend finger his girlfriend with rough, demanding strokes. "She's so fucking tight for you, Leo," Marcus moaned, his own erection a hard line against her back. "Look at her. She's never come this fast for me." It was true. The dual assault, the voyeuristic thrill, the sheer taboo of it all had her hurtling toward the edge. Leo curled his fingers, finding that spot inside her that made her see stars, his mouth still working her breast. "Come for us, Chloe," Marcus commanded, his voice guttural. "Come on his fingers. Let him feel it."

I echoed. "Our son—your friend. You two were practically inseparable when growing up," Alpha Andreas explained. Oh goddess. I couldn’t recall who they spoke of. I stalled with a nervous laugh. "How could I forget? We were such good friends," I said, wracking my brain, willing Hera’s memories to surface. "Good friends? I’d say you were more than that," Luna Daphne giggled, wiggling her eyebrows provocatively. I let out a dry laugh. "We’re grown up now; our feelings have changed," I replied, waving a dismissive hand.

Selina moans as my fingers make contact with her wet pussy and for a moment I lose all sense and I rub my fingers all over her pussy before zoning in on her clit. “Yes, don’t stop.” She moans as I stroke her clit. “No.” I snap jumping to my feet and knocking her backwards against the desk. Her moans had brought me out of my trance-like state and I know that I can’t do this. “We can’t, it’s wrong, you’re a kid, my daughter's best friend.” I snap, backing away from her and trying to pull my trousers up. “I’m legal and what Clarissa doesn’t know can’t hurt her.” She says advancing on me, “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for years now.”