Novel & Cerita Hot Erotica Stories

Author's Notes: Thank you for supporting my work and making it this far. I really hope you loved and enjoyed the stories in this book. This next sequel of compilations contains a plethora of raw, hot sizzling erotic romance/mafia stories that will keep you on the edge of your SEAT. It's not advisable for underage. And if you are not into reading erotica, do not continue, or else you'd be stuck into this new captivating world. It's going to be very much interesting and I hope you would love it.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

The new kink they’d introduced was public denial combined with the constant reminder of ownership through the collar tag and jeweled plug which was pushing every button I had. By dessert, I was a wreck. Tears of desperate need pricked my eyes. My nipples were painfully hard against the thin dress. Kai had the vibrator on its highest setting for nearly two full minutes while he discussed quarterly profits. “Please…” I whispered brokenly when the investor briefly left the table. Kade’s hand slid higher up my thigh, fingers brushing my soaked entrance around the harness. “Hold it.” The moment the lunch ended and we were back in the privacy of the limo, they pounced.

The pad of his thu‍m‌b pressed against my lower‍ tee⁠th, h⁠olding me in place l‌ike a bit while he fuc‌ked my face wit⁠h short, punis‍hin‌g str⁠okes. I could tas‍t⁠e e⁠verything. Him.‍ The fai‌nt,⁠ salt-sweet rem⁠n‌ants of Greta an‌d An‍na. Th‌e bitter, electri‌c edge of his arousal. My ow‍n pulse hammer‍ed in⁠ my ears and thro‌bbed between my legs, where I was⁠ already soaked a⁠nd achi‌ng. Every time h‍e bottomed out, my body jolted.⁠ A low, ch‌ok‍ed wh‌imper vibrated again‌s⁠t his length.

They both couldn’t come out of this sex addiction and still fucked anyways even though they are step siblings. My fingers plunged deep into my already soaked pussy as I still sat on the floor with my back against the wall, my legs were spread obscenely wide. I watched my stepbrother Derek stroke his thick cock furiously while he stared at my own p**n video playing on his laptop. The room was filled with the wet sounds of two people masturbating, his hand was flying over his shaft and my own fingers too were pumping in and out of my wet dripping cunt.

The scent of her sex filled the room, thick and heady. Lukas stepped between her thighs, eyes locked on the soaked heat laid bare before him. He licked his lips like a starving man. His cock stood hard, twitching, a bead of precum glistening at the tip. He wrapped one hand around the base—slow, tight, claiming—and started to stroke. His other hand reached for her thigh, pulling her closer to the edge until her ass was barely on the table. Then he bent down and devoured her. His tongue started slow—a teasing glide from the bottom of her slit all the way up to her clit, dragging through the flood of slick she was leaking. Jenna moaned, hips jerking, fingers flying to his hair as she yanked him

Harper had given me. What I found made my mouth widen.. The search history and bandwidth logs were… insane. Hentai. Tons of it. VR p**n. Taboo roleplay videos. “Step-sister”, “Best friend’s little brother”, “Secret creampie”, “Corrupting the virgin gamer” -+ the titles went on and on. He had been downloading and streaming massive files every single night. My thighs pressed together instinctively. I should have been disgusted but instead, I felt heat pooling between my legs. The thought of quiet, shy Max jerking off furiously to all this filthy p**n while the rest of the family slept upstairs did something filthy to me.

Simone came first—thighs clamping around Lena’s head, a low, guttural moan as she pulsed against Lena’s tongue. The sight—Simone shuddering above her—pushed Lena over. She arched hard, crying out into Simone’s pussy as her orgasm ripped through her—walls clenching around nothing, wetness coating Nadia’s chin and fingers. Nadia kept licking—soft, soothing—through the aftershocks. Harper hadn’t come again yet. She was trembling, desperate. Nadia noticed. She pulled back from Lena, guided Harper to lie flat on the chaise, then straddled her thigh. Nadia ground down—wet pussy sliding against Harper’s leg—while she reached between them and rubbed Harper’s clit in tight, fast circles.

But that's what she'd signed up for. Kyle'd been asking her to do this since the moment their honeymoon had ended. Three hypnosis programs to listen to while she jilled. Week one had started the dick fantasies. Week two had made her feel like Kyle was stroking her clit every time he touched her. She'd almost come last Sunday, holding hands in the park. Week three and her own clothes made her ache and throb and drip. It had been murder holding her lust back so as to surprise Kyle.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.