Lil Erotica Novels & Stories

Not caring about the passive attitude of her sex partner, Lilian tried to guide Daniel's hand to her protruding chest, moving to follow the erotic movement of her hips. “Squeeze honey, squeeze as much as you like! It's yours now... Oohhh, it's delicious!” Lilian sighed by puffing out her chest in front of Daniel, so that he would be tempted to play with her two big boobs which were much larger than a normal woman's size.

“Yes. Exactly like that.” His erection pulsed, pressing painfully against his zipper. His eyes roamed over her shamelessly, devouring the sight of her spread open. He had asked for this under the pretense of art, but nothing about the look in his eyes was detached or professional. It was raw. Hungry. Lena shifted slightly, and the movement only made things worse. Damien’s gaze locked onto her core, and she felt goosebumps rise all over her skin. Her body betrayed her, wetness began to gather, subtle but visible, glistening faintly in the soft light.

The humiliation was already suffocating. But they were just getting started. Lila stepped right up to me, pressing her body against mine deliberately. Her breasts brushed my arm as she leaned in, her lips brushing my ear while speaking loud enough for the entire booth to hear every word. “Tell me, Ethan… when you’re inside her, do you think she’s imagining a real man? Someone with money, power, and an actual functioning cock? Or maybe she’s thinking about getting fucked by a woman. At least they’d know how to please her properly, unlike you.”

Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.

Chapter – 0002 Lila POV I walked into the lecture hall for my required Intro to Erotic Literature seminar with my thighs still sore from last night and my mind a complete mess. The campus was buzzing with first-day energy students laughing, comparing schedules, flirting shamelessly but all I could think about was Damon’s thick cock stretching me open in that dark art studio. The way he hadn’t pulled out even after the mask slipped. The way he’d thrust one last time while I came around him like a desperate whore.

Realizing that she was once again alone, she tugged the satin sheets up over her satisfied breasts and fell into a deep, satiated slumber. The sun was just rising when Lila opened her eyes. A vague memory of her erotic dream flashed through her mind. She rarely remembered her dreams, but this was so vivid that it seemed real. So real, in fact, that she found herself lightly massaging her rose tipped nipples in an attempt to replicate the erotic sensation that she remembered so well.

I curled them, hitting that spot I knew she loved, watching her kick and squirm. God, she was perfect. Every reaction was vocal. Every movement was a plea. Eva… Eva was a statue. Eva never reacted like this. Eva made me feel like sex was a chore on a to-do list. Olandria made me feel like a god. She made me feel like a man who was capable of destroying a woman with nothing but a touch. I watched her hungrily, my mouth diving back for her clit while I continued to finger her, adding a third finger to stretch her out.