Harem Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

Greg Mrs. Harper keeps riding me with slow, torturing circles, her soaked pussy gripping my cock so tightly I feel like I’m losing my mind. I’m shaking underneath her, every muscle in my body tight, fighting desperately not to cum. She stares down at me with that confident, wicked smile, her heavy breasts swaying gently as she grinds deep on my cock. “Not yet, baby,” she whispers, leaning forward so her hard nipples brush against my chest. “I’m not done using this young cock, you’re going to stay right here and let me enjoy you until I say so.”

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

"What's reverse harem?" "Many men sharing a single woman, instead of one man having many wives and concubines. It kind of negates the biological and physiological deficiencies of male reproduction." "Hence why lesbianism is preferable to women than heterosexuality," Brianna stated matter of factly. "If you don't love cock, Mistress," Marcia stated, just as certainly. "And these romance novels were the only source of your understanding of dominance/submission and sex slavery?" Sam asked. "I read one Gor novel, too, which really isn't a romance novel."

“What do you think you've done?” At Yasmine's stunned reply, the woman went on, “Seducing our husbands with your wanton body and inappropriate attires.” “I actually saw Jared masturbating to a picture of her on his phone yesterday,” said another woman, shaking her head. “I wonder where he got it from.” “No doubt the whore must have sent it to him.” replied the previous woman before reaching it and squeezing Yasmine's nipples through her clothes. “Ahhh,” the girl screamed in pain. “You'll be screaming more than that when we're through with you. Grab her, ladies.”

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

And once the line is crossed, there will be no turning back. But Gracie’s story is only the beginning. This book unlocks a collection of raw, taboo-driven erotic tales—each one more daring, more dangerous, and more intoxicating than the last. For readers who crave the forbidden, who ache for the edge where desire blurs with darkness, this is your invitation. Enjoy reading.. *************

Jake left for an overnight work trip right after dinner. The second the front door shut and his car pulled away, Hero grabbed Doe by the wrist and dragged her upstairs to his room. He locked the door, shoved her onto the bed, and ripped her clothes off as they offended him. She was naked in under a minute. He was too. Hero climbed over her, shoved her thighs wide, and slammed his thick cock into her dripping cunt in one hard thrust. Doe cried out, back arching off the mattress as he started pounding her without a warm-up, without mercy.

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

“Come to thank me for taking your V-card like a good little slut?” The cheerleader on his lap burst into giggles and kissed his neck again, louder this time, marking her territory. Aaron continued without missing a beat, his tone casual and cruel, like he was telling the funniest story in the world. “Yeah, guys, listen up. Harper here basically begged me to fuck her on Friday night. Said she was so tired of being the pathetic school virgin that everyone made fun of. So I did her a massive favor and popped that cherry.” He laughed, shaking his head dramatically as if the memory was pathetic. “Biggest fucking mistake of my life. Her pussy smelled funny—like old fish mixed with something rotten