Kristen Written Erotica Novels & Stories

Then she placed her hand on it, slowly, like drawing a blade, ready to slice through whatever illusion still stood. And with one little push—she opened hell’s door. The door creaked open just enough for the scene to burn itself into Aria’s mind like a curse she’d never outrun. There, in the plush velvet chariot chair reserved for visiting dignitaries and founders’ speeches, Mason sat with his head thrown back, shirt undone, sweat gleaming on his neck. Kristen was straddling him, her silk dress bunched around her hips, bare thighs locked tight around his, riding him like she fucking owned him. Her hands clawed at his chest, lips dragging across his throat as she moaned his name like a goddamn

Kristy moaned as Darlene went back and forth between her engorged nipples a few times, and then she took Darlene's head in her hands and lifted it up so that she could kiss her again. As they kissed, Kristy walked Darlene backward to her chair and she bent down with her, still locked at the lips as she sat. Now cool from evaporation, the wetness of Kristy's cum on Darlene's naked ass surprised her a bit and caused her to suck a breath out of Kristy's mouth. Then the pure eroticism of it kicked in and she exhaled a little mew back into Kristy's mouth as she shifted her ass around on the slick leather.

Aiden moved down her shoulder to her breasts and pushed them together so he could suck them both at the same time. He drew on them over and over. It was so hot. When he let go and concentrated on only one nipple she whimpered, wanting more. He chuckled and pinched her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. It stung before it turned into an erotic pulse that fed her burning clit. Kyren’s hot mouth continued to lap at her pussy juices, occasionally straying toward her clit to tease it with the tip of his tongue. When he stabbed her with his fingers, she yelled out a yes and grabbed hold of Aiden’s head.

Kristrin inhaled deeply and raggedly before murmuring, "Fuck." I gently snatched his hair and tugged him down to a chair, pressing all of my soft, lush curves against his body. Just from his touch, my skin was heated and wet. As I spread my legs and reached down to grab his erection, my pussy was wet and open, ready for him, pleading for him. "My turn," I muttered in his ear as I positioned his cock and slipped down on top of him. With a breathy moan, I dipped my head backwards. I could feel his hard member inside of me. Kristrin's fingers moved up and down my body, stopping at my breast and licking my nipples.

I was dripping wet, aching to be filled. Viktor and Damien did not feed yet. Instead, they used their hands and mouths to heighten everything. Viktor’s thick fingers slid between my legs from behind, parting my slick folds and circling my swollen clit with slow, deliberate pressure. Damien leaned in and captured one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking hard while his tongue flicked over the sensitive peak. The contrast between their cool mouths and my fevered skin was devastating. I could feel my orgasm approaching like a tidal wave. My moans grew louder, more desperate. “Please… oh god, please…”

Kara’s body burned, every nerve stretched taut from the relentless edging. Her aching pussy throbbed viciously around nothing, swollen and drenched, the sheets beneath her soaked with her dripping arousal. The nipple clamps sent sharp, pulsing bites through her breasts with every ragged breath, and the vibrator’s absence left her clit hypersensitive and begging. Sweat slicked her skin, the cool air of the room teasing her exposed, glistening folds. “Untie me, Dean,” she demanded, voice husky and edged with frustration. Her hips rolled uselessly against the silk restraints, chasing friction that wasn’t there. Fresh slick gushed from her cunt, trickling down to her ass as her inner walls clenc

I swallowed greedily, moaning around his thickness. We collapsed in a sweaty, cum-soaked mess around 4 AM. My body ached deliciously, pussy throbbing and full of his seed. Ethan pulled me against his chest, hand lazily stroking my ass. “Matilda... that was insane,” he murmured. I kissed his chest, already feeling the stirrings of more desire. He chuckled darkly, hand sliding between my legs again. “I’m nowhere near finished with this pussy.”

The delicate fabric strained against her full breasts, her tiny waist tapering down into thick, curved hips that spilled out over the thin straps of her panties. The moment her dark eyes landed on me, a slow smile spread across her face. She sauntered over with her hips swaying rhythmically, wrapping her soft, bare arms around my neck. "Mmm... you kept me waiting, Hillian," she purred softly, burying her face against the crook of my neck and kissing her way up to my jaw. "And here I thought changing the spot from the lake house to a hotel meant you were getting impatient." Her hands slid down my chest, coming to rest over my lower belly, her warm body pressing flush against mine.

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

Gabriella “I want to stretch you out until you can’t close your legs, Gabriella. I want to watch my brothers fill your mouth and your ass while I bury myself so deep in your pussy you forget your own name. We’re going to paint you in our cum, record every desperate sob you make for us, and then we’re going to make Derek watch his ‘perfect, repressed wife’ transform into our personal, filthy little pet. You’re going to be so used, so thoroughly ruined by the three of us, that you’ll never even remember what his pathetic touch felt like.”