Gay Erotic Short Stories Novels & Stories

His kisses trailed down her stomach, lower and lower, until he was between her thighs. The moment his mouth touched her clit, she screamed his name, her legs clamping around his head. His tongue slid over her folds, teasing and circling, before plunging deep inside her. He licked her with slow, deliberate strokes, then faster, flicking over her clit and that made her tremble uncontrollably.

Anal sex is the I love you, I dig you if you'd been kissing all night. We drank some wine and he crawled into bed. It was getting dark as he positioned his ass. He held his leg up and I nervously opened the lube. I rolled a condom on and then kissed him. I lubed him as best as I knew how. I took my time and got in a position so I could masturbate him as I fucked him. I could kiss him too. The expression on his face as I thrust into him and he felt the first flood of gay feelings. Me too. I was dominating him. My cock was so swollen when I looked down. SO hard. He groaned loud as I fucked his girly ass. He was a submissive man all of a sudden. He was submitting and I was taking him. I jerked

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

I found the small, sensitive bud of her clitoris and began to circle it with my thumb. Elara let out a sharp, high-pitched cry, her hips thrusting upward against my hand. I didn't stop. I used my other hand to find the opening of her heat, sliding two fingers inside her. She was tight, her muscles clenching around me as I moved in a slow, rhythmic pace. "Look at me, Elara," I commanded.

Aaron literally jerked above me. His hips snapped forward involuntarily, bypassing the resistance of my throat. He breached the tight ring of muscles, burying himself until my nose pressed against the coarse hair at his base. My eyes watered instantly, my body seizing up as I gagged around him, but I didn't retreat. He immediately tried to pull back, his hands twitching in my hair as if to rescue me from the onslaught, but i made a soft sound around his cock. It was a desperate, needy sound that let him know it was okay, that know I liked the the way he filled me until I couldn't breathe.

Introduction: In the hot, hazy summer of a small town, an eighteen-year-old nerd accidentally enters a forbidden world of desire that will change his life forever. He is stuck in a house full of tension and unspoken anger, and he can't stop thinking about the one woman he shouldn't want—his beautiful, curvy mother. When a heated argument starts a fire of raw, wild desire, their relationship turns into a secret dance of seduction and surrender. In the back of a minivan, where they can steal glances and whisper secrets, they cross a line that ties them together in a web of forbidden love. This is a story about love, guilt, and the thrilling thrill of giving in to what is wrong. Every touch is

I drag my tongue through her folds, licking every inch of her, plunging my tongue past her entrance and tasting her from the inside. She's squirming. Hiccuping. Chanting my name. But when I suck on her clit–that's when Gardenia bucks against me, crying out long and loud. The office door's not locked and anyone could hear, could come knocking, but I don't care, I don't care, I don't care. Two fingers pump in and out of her now. Her pussy squelches, sucking me deeper, and it's so shameless I can't get enough.

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

Anything. Aaron’s hands were everywhere, rough and insistent. He gripped her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, the cool granite biting into her bare thighs as her short dress hiked up dangerously high. The pink lace thong was exposed again, damp from her earlier masturbation and the dream’s lingering heat. He stepped between her legs, forcing them apart with his hips, and she felt it—the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her core through his jeans. “Aaron… we can’t,” she gasped, breaking the kiss, her voice a shaky whisper. But even as she said it, her hips twitched involuntarily, seeking more friction.