Lit Erotica Novels & Stories

Lena sobbed, grinding against her mouth. Aria moaned against her — the vibration sending shockwaves through Lena’s body. She slid two fingers inside, curling them perfectly, hitting that devastating spot over and over while her mouth worked her clit mercilessly. Lena was a mess — moaning, writhing, babbling broken, filthy words. "Aria, fuck—please, don’t stop—" Aria didn’t. She fucked her through it, faster, harder, fingers thrusting deep, tongue ruthless. Lena shattered.

“These fine gentlemen paid good money to watch my husband ruin my little sister’s holes. You’re going to give them a show. You’re going to come so many times you piss yourself. You’re going to beg to be bred like the family breeding sow you are.” She flicked a switch. The projector lit up with the chat: Breed that fat-titted bitch raw Make her tits bounce harder Knot her cunt, man $50 if you make her cry Liam stood at the edge of the mattress stroking his cock, eyes black with lust. Rita grabbed a bottle of lube and poured it straight over Nina’s tits, watching it pool in her cleavage before rubbing it in squeezing, slapping, twisting those heavy globes until they were shiny and red, nipples

he growled, his voice deep with desire. Andrew, the one with the dark eyes, watched with a smirk, his hand stroking his own erection. “She’s a good little slut, isn’t she?” he commented, his eyes glinting with lust. Camila moaned around Lopez’s cock, the sound vibrating through him. Van’s hands moved to her ass, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheeks before sliding between her legs. She gasped as he found her clit, his fingers rubbing and circling, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

“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.

After a few seconds more of playing with her, Aiden entered her hot cunt with two fingers and fucked them in and out of her. Kyren’s dangerous mouth played havoc with her breasts. He teased her nipples relentlessly. He sucked in a nipple and pulled on it before nipping it, sending shards of pleasure to her clit. Combined with Aiden stimulating her pussy, Lyra felt her climax building deep inside her cunt. White-hot sparks tingled down her spine and through the body. She rose higher and higher with each touch of their hands. When Aiden finally found her hot spot, he stroked it over and over, sending even more sparks to burn through her.

She began to rock herself against Loreta's fingers, but Loreta pulled out her fingers and popped them into her mouth, licking the moist off them. “Spread your legs wide open, girl.” Loreta ordered Maya, bringing her head down to look at Maya's wet pussy. “I want to have a taste,” she said and swept her tongue across the warm pussy, giving it a good lick. Gently, she sucked on the clitoris. “Hmm, yummy.” Maya began pleading. “Please —” Not stopping the use of her tongue, Loreta inserted her fingers back into Maya's wide pussy again, fucking the girl ruthlessly.

"Say it. What do you want?" His hand grabbed one of my breasts and fumbled with the nipple. "I want... it," I breathed out, biting my lip. "You want what?" he asked, his finger still deep inside me. My whole body was shaking from the sensation. I could feel my orgasm building up. "I want your finger inside me," I said. "Good girl. I will finger your little pussy so deep, Sara." And he did. ⸻ "Good morning, Sara." A yawning Layla walked into the kitchen. I gave her a look. "Good morning, sleepyhead. You sleep like a corpse."

Lorietta opened her eyes and the legs she had shut, parted a bit, very willingly. She had no doubt that she was staring at a demi god because he just could not be any lesser than one. Her gaze slowly dropped to his cock which was already hard from the way she was staring at him and the slight touches of her hands as she pulled his clothes off her. His cock was at least nine inches long and the thickness. Now, Lorietta could understand why the side of her lips had hurt. He was so big and right now, he was so hard. Her arousal was spiking as her eyes remained fixed on the evidence of his arousal.

his teasing question then threw the panties to the side. She pressed her thighs together remembering that her femininity was already exposed. Her face flushed as her hands also covered the part between her thighs. He laughed again then separated her thighs with his hands. "I didn't know that you're so well-trained in sustaining the "virgin" image in bed. I'm so impressed and very horny at the same time," he lost his smile when his hands turned to her hands to remove them from covering of her precious jewel. He removed her lingerie so that her most treasured jewel was completely exposed to him. She saw him bite his lower lip as he stared at it.

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'