Little Erotica Novels & Stories

"I want to fuck you. Come on, come on, I want to put it in you now..." I teased him a little more, then stood up again. I turned around and, with my legs open as before, I slowly lowered myself, offering him my back, letting my butt graze his cock. With my sharp nails, I gently scratched his thighs. I was getting hotter and hotter.

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

Tiny moonlight seeped in through a tear in the curtain into their dimly lit room. Isla felt a movement trailing its way up to her breasts. She bit down her lower lip gently as she felt her cunt calm from the electrifying touch. The hands massaged her breasts gently before stroking her nipples. A soft moan escaped her lips but the person shushed her to quiet down. She bit down harder on her lower lip to trap her moans, a tingling metallic taste filled her mouth.

She is there. She lounges on the plush sofa, a vision that steals the air from his lungs. She wears a sheer camisole, a whisper-thin fabric that clings to her like a second skin. It's a dark, almost black, lace-trimmed thing, and it’s undeniably, breathtakingly transparent. Every curve, every shadow beneath the delicate material, is subtly revealed. No bra. No panties. The realization hits him like a physical blow, a sudden, jarring shock that reverberates through his entire body. He sees the faint outline of her nipples pressing against the fabric, the darker shadow between her thighs, hinting at the absence of any barrier.

'Woman, I will f*cking make you pay for this,' "Temper, temper, ' I sighed and took my nipples in my hands, rolling them lightly. Lucien Delano watched, helplessly, the sound of his heavy breathing loud in the room. His thick member was oozing pre cum and I wanted to lick it off. Not yet, I told myself sternly. Schooling my features, I dimpled at him and stopped. Moaning softly , I slid my hand between my thighs and touched myself. I raised my eyes and met his gaze, as the tension between us sizzled. * Lucien He had never imagined it could be so erotic. He lay there, pinned to the bed, watching in agony as his wife touched herself and teased him. His little sl*t, he thought, the slight round

He liked knowing that Zach did show some interest towards his attractive points. “What common phrases have you come across in erotica for the male body?” he asked. “Toned abdominal muscles, taut skin stretched across bulging muscles, throbbing manhood,” Zach reeled off quickly. The billionaire snorted. As the CEO of a publishing company, he had read his fair share of the erotica coming out of the company and those phrases were certainly common. Erotica was the most profitable genre at the moment for the company. “Of course. How likely is it that the female lead has messy hair?”

I just whimpered, sobbed and begged with broken sounds. He leaned down, chest to my back, weight pinning me into the bed, mouth at my ear. “You love this, don’t you?” He murmured softly. “Love being fucked like my dirty little girl.” “Yes… God… yes…” His free hand snaked around. Found my clit. Pinched it. Rolled it. Rubbed fast and rough. I shattered again. Harder than before. My pussy clamped down like a vice, pulsing and milking him. My whole body shook. Tears soaked the pillow. I screamed his name until my throat burned.

“She’s even sexier than Ellie. I want to fuck her so badly.” He looked around the closet. Drawers lined each wall. The closet was bigger than Ellies' .Curiosity got the better of him. He pulled one open and found stacks of lingerie...bras, thongs, sheer pairs of panties. He picked up a pair of black lace ones and brought them to his face. The scent hit him hard. His cock was already straining against his pants. He freed it, wrapped the soft fabric around the shaft, and started stroking. In his mind it was Nikki’s hand, or better, her body. He pictured her bent over in front of him, that silk robe hiked up, those long legs spread while he fucked her from behind. He kept going, breathing harde

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

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?'