L Erotica Novels & Stories

To Elara, I said, “Now, spread your legs and touch yourself. I want you to come while we watch.” She froze, that delightful blush blooming across her cheeks, neck, and chest. Her pink tongue darted nervously across her lips, and she closed her eyes. She skimmed her hands down her sides to her thighs and parted her legs. Planting one hand behind her for support, the other cupped her core. Her fingertips lightly caressed her folds before disappearing into her pussy. The sweet scent of her arousal permeated the room. Lysander’s shoulders tensed, briefly drawing my attention. The strained lines of his features told me he was struggling even more. His wolf was fighting to be released.

Like a puppet controlled by lustful heat pooling between my thighs, I went on my knees and wrapped my hand around the base of the member. Aiden’s body tightened. It was as though he wanted to stop me, but he was too excited to stop me. “Now, lick him like I showed you,” Laura said. My heart thumped as I flattened my tongue at the base of cock, and licked it up just as Laura had done. “Now lick his tip,” Luca said, his voice deeper like he was getting turned on. I rolled my tongue at the tip of my erection, brushing the small hole. Aiden let out a soft moan, and his thighs clenched harder.

I hadn’t known it was even possible to come without being directly touched. Lying in bed, looking at Polly’s photos, brought back the same sensitivity. I slid an index finger inside of me, letting the underside of my knuckles rub along my clit. In seconds, I felt my pussy walls throb and send wave after wave of ecstasy through my legs and torso. I winced due to the almost painful pleasure, and I bit my lower lip. When I opened my eyes, Trent was standing in the doorway with a smile on his face.

My lips parted, and heat pooled in my pussy. "You test me," Elias murmured, his voice low. "You like pushing me this far." I didn't deny it. Couldn't. He guided me against him, his mouth brushing the slope of my chest taking in my nipples to his mouth. The soft, reverent press of his lips sent sparks through my body—his tongue tracing gentle circles, his breath hot against my skin. He moved with care, but nothing about his touch felt careful. It felt... claiming. I arched into him, fingers digging into his shoulders.

The free swing of her breasts added extra zest to her state of excitement— especially when Dina took a moment to play with them, making her nipples spark with want. Lorraine lay down with her knees up, her feet planted on the vinyl cushion, and her clitty on fire. A heartbeat later, Dr. Melling’s erogenous ass hovered above her face. She clasped the divine, sensitive cheeks, and pulled Dina into a sitting position. She felt the sizzle between her own legs as she began to lick the sweet furrow— Dina’s perfectly poised slit. Her ears went erect when she heard a sigh as crisp as the abandoned notebook: the

Elena traced one finger through the wetness, barely grazing, watching Liana’s hips chase her hand. “Greedy,” she whispered. She plunged two fingers deep without warning. Liana’s back bowed off the floor, a strangled moan tearing free. Elena curled her fingers, found the spot that made Liana’s eyes roll back, and worked it mercilessly. Her thumb pressed hard circles over Liana’s clit. The sounds were obscene: wet, rhythmic, desperate. “More,” Liana gasped. “God, please, more.”

“Did you say, Jackson?” “Ermm…yes I did. Why?” Eleanor paused, awaiting Isla’s next words. “Can you describe what he looks like?” Isla pleaded. Eleanor shook her head as though Isla could see her, “I can't describe the sick bastard. It would bring back the memories of them together. I can send you the video a friend of mine sent to me. Hold on.” Eleanor pulled the phone away from her ears to her eye level. She scrolled through her photo gallery till her fingers landed on the pornographic video, she clicked share and sent it to Isla right away. “Sent.”

She couldn’t wait any longer. “Please,” she moaned as his fingers found their way to her folds, slowly circling her nerves while his other hand teased her nipples. A jolt of electricity shot through her when he touched the right places. Her eyes drooped, hooded with lust, and she focused on nothing in particular. She parted her legs a little, thrusting her hips forward for more pressure as his fingers traced her wet slit.

I said to Ginger, as I slipped my hands under her nightshirt and felt her bare ass with both of my hands. "Right, they don't know about our sapphic love affairs yet," said Ginger. "Sapphic, I like that word. Why have we not used it before?" I asked. "Probably because I only just learned it last week while reading a story on Literotica," said Ginger. "Literotica, what's that?" I asked. "Only the best website in the world for erotic literature and the like. You should check it out," said Ginger. "I'll do that when we get back home, it sounds interesting!" I replied.

Emma lay beside us on the desk, watching with wide eyes and rubbing her clit. "Tell me how much you love your dad's cock," I growled, spanking Lila again. "I love it!" Lila cried out. "Your thick cock feels so good in my pussy. Don't stop, please!" I kept thrusting, switching my gaze between both girls. Emma reached over and pinched Lila's nipple, earning a sharp moan. My balls tightened as I fucked Lila deeper, the wet sounds of her pussy filling the room. "More," I said, pulling Lila's hair. "Both of you are mine tonight."