Gay Erotica Short Stories Novels & Stories

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

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.

"God, Daniel, I want you so bad." A dark, satisfied smirk spread across his face, one that made my stomach do a complete flip. He didn't move away. Instead, he reached down, his large, warm hand sliding right under the hem of my denim skirt. I gasped as his fingers found exactly what they were looking for. Since I wasn't wearing any panties, there was no barrier. He slid two fingers deep into my soaking wet pussy, moving them in a slow, agonizing circle that made my knees buckle. I leaned my forehead against his chest, whimpering as he pulled his hand back out. He brought his glistening fingers right up to his own mouth, his eyes never leaving mine as he licked my pussy juice off them .

Aaron stayed buried impossibly deep inside me for what felt like an eternity after my second shattering orgasm, his thick, throbbing cock pulsing rhythmically against my hypersensitive inner walls. My body was limp and glowing, draped over the edge of the teacher’s desk like a ragdoll, every muscle trembling with aftershocks. My pussy continued to flutter and clench greedily around his massive length, milking him as the last powerful waves of pleasure slowly ebbed through me. I was breathing hard, chest heaving, my skin flushed and slick with sweat.

Jett knelt beside her head, stroking himself back to hardness while watching Kai fuck her. “Take him deep,” Jett told her. “Show us how much you love being shared.” Kai fucked her harder, hips snapping with raw power. One hand reached down to rub her clit while the other pinched her nipple. Lila came again , harder this time , her whole body shaking as pleasure tore through her. Kai followed right after, burying himself deep and flooding her pussy with thick, hot cum. He stayed inside her for a moment, breathing hard, before pulling out and watching his release slowly leak from her well-fucked hole.

The first line read: She parted her thighs slowly, waiting for the warmth of his mouth to find her. “Oh,” I said before I could stop myself. She smiled. “Exactly,” she said, settling back into her chair. “It’s an erotic short story. I’d like you to analyze it. Language. Theme. Symbolism. That sort of thing.” “Right,” I said. “Of course.” “You okay?” “Yeah. Just… caught off guard.” “You’ll adjust.” She crossed one leg over the other. “Would you like to read it here? I thought we could go through it together. Just the first few pages.”

Every inch of exposed skin feels like an invitation, the cool air against my damp heat only tightening the coil of anticipation. Lestat spreads my legs wide, his hands strong on my thighs, holding me open as both he and Kenny take in the sight before them. A dark, unspoken heat flickers between them, their gazes heavy and hungry. My skin ignites under their scrutiny, my stomach twisting with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. I bite my lip, feeling the vulnerability of the moment wash over me, sending a fresh wave of heat coursing through my body. Lestat lets out a low, appreciative hum. "Damn. And that asshole Jake had this and still cheated?" His fingers trace along my inner thigh, teasin

She moaned softly as my fingers circled her swollen clit and then I pushed two inside her tight heat as I claimed her lips in a heated kiss. A moment later her hand was in my shorts too, fingering me just as desperately. We continued kissing messily, tongues sliding together, grinding against each other’s hands while we listened to Gabriel destroying our mother’s pussy down the hall. We kept going until we both came hard and fast while swallowing our moans in each other’s kisses.

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.

Cristina's POV. "Ahhh, Mmmm." A loud gasp came from the other side of the door, followed by rasped heavy breathing. That was exactly what I needed. Heat bloomed low in my core as I shoved the door open. The scene before me was like something out of my wildest fantasies and my nipples hardened under the tight leather gown I'd thrown on. In a corner was a woman, her legs spread far apart. One man pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt, making her quiver beneath him while another guy fucked her throat hard, slamming against her again and again as his groans escaped his mouth.