Lovely Erotic Novels & Stories

Ellie was trapped in her erotic dream, and in it, the love of her life was stroking inside her while kissing her shoulders and neck. It sent tingles down to her toes and clit. In the dream, his manhood was thick and hard, filling her to the brim; her pussy was wet and hot, stuffy like the South American jungles; her breathing was quick and shallow in her dream. Oh, what a lovely dream... or was it?

Xavier said as he moaned. His fingers moved to my swollen clit and began making circle motions across the sensitive bud that lay within and sparks began to dance on my flesh where our flesh touched one another’s. My hands moved to my breasts as I cupped them, giving them a squeeze and then pulling tight off my nipple. The pleasure of all the erotic stimulations mixed together made something within me combust and I felt myself once again tightening around his cock and Xavier said, “Yes Love, come for me again.” And that’s exactly what I did as the fireworks once again went off in my head sending tingles to every single inch of my being. Xavier continued to thrust up into me prolonging my high

I groaned, watching her fingers play with her soft flesh. I spat on my fingers and reached down, rubbing her clit in messy circles. I shoved two fingers back inside her pussy beside my cock. “Ah-oh my God-” I was fucking her with my cock and my fingers at the same time, the wet sounds driving me insane. Her moans were so loud I leaned down and crashed my mouth over hers. Our kiss turned erotic her tongue tangling mine. I pulled out my cock and slipped my fingers out, both dripping with her juices. I licked my fingers clean, then brought them back down to her clit.

My hands gripped the edge of the desk as he drove deep inside my raw, sensitive walls. Luca suddenly dropped down to his knees right in front of me. With a low, hungry growl, he parted my thighs wider and pressed his mouth directly against my hypersensitive clit. His warm tongue swirled in slow, deliberate circles over my swollen bud, tasting my cum just as Professor Roman hammered deep into my pussy from behind. I was on pure ecstasy overload. Having Roman’s massive cock stretching me wide with heavy, brutal thrusts while Luca’s tongue flicked mercilessly against my clit sending waves after waves of intense heat radiating straight through my center.

They stumbled toward her bed, the fairy lights casting a soft glow over them, laughter mixing with breathless kisses as they shed the weight of distance. Ethan’s hands roamed her back, slipping under her sweater, the warmth of her skin igniting him. “You’re mine,” he murmured against her neck, his voice a low, tempting growl that sent shivers down her spine. Mira arched into him, her own hands exploring the familiar planes of his chest, the steady thump of his heart under her fingertips. “Only yours,” she whispered, her lips finding his again, the kiss deepening into something raw and electric.

he muttered, his voice thick with lust. "Didn't know a detective would be this sexy" Andrew let out a dry laugh. Lopez started to move, his hips thrusting up, his cock sliding in and out of her ass. "You like that, sweetheart?" he growled, his voice harsh with desire. "You like being fucked like a hoe right?" "Yes, don't stop" Camila pleaded, closing her eyes as they took her to cloud nine. Van matched his rhythm, his hips moving in sync, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy.

David groaned softly, his hands sliding up my waist, caressing my skin as if he couldn’t get enough of me. I kept the movements tender and intimate, rolling my hips in waves, letting him feel every soft bounce and grind. “I love you,” I murmured, reaching back to touch his face. He kissed my neck, his hands cupping my breasts, and his thumbs brushing my nipples. The moment felt sweet and deeply erotic, just us, connected, with our bodies moving together in perfect sync. For a few beautiful minutes, the outside world disappeared. It was romantic, playful, and full of love.

I was becoming a vessel, a beautiful, used object for their pleasure, and the degradation of it spiraled my own arousal to new heights. When Derek felt his end nearing, he too pulled out. His orgasm was a geyser, coating my stomach, mixing with Mark's spend. I came again, a sharp, clenching orgasm triggered by the visual of these men losing control on my body. Before I could catch my breath, Ben was there. He entered me with a gentle, sighing push. He made love to me, even in this context. Deep, worshipful strokes, his eyes locked on mine. "You're so beautiful," he whispered over and over. His kindness undid me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, meeting his thrusts. Whe

It was clear that Arthur Graham was his obsession. Jennifer again felt hands, large, warm, and calloused, run over her hips and caress the globes of her ass. As she felt them spread her thighs apart, she shivered with anticipation. She almost bit Arthur when a hot tongue began to caress the folds of her need-wet sex. Where she knew, she hid that button that would please them. That scene was decadent, Arthur had one hand on her shoulder and held his member with the other, setting the rhythm of the thrusts into her mouth. And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover.

I choose the path of less thorns and more pleasure. I gasp as his fingers caress the outer edge of my 'little girl'. My insides hurt, but his gentle, mature touch on my 'small pea' was miraculous. It's always been like that. As his fingers circled there, my hips automatically found their own rhythm, sometimes chasing Eric's touch, other times trying to avoid the ferocity. I didn't want a frenzied orgasm, but was content to languish in the lazy euphoria that Eric easily produced. Eric continued his love bites, and I could only do more than squirm and moan a little. “Tell me again who you belong to,” he whispered.