Lovely Erotic Novels & Stories

She kept stroking me through it until the aftershocks faded and I had to gently push her hand away, oversensitive. I rolled toward her and pushed her onto her back. Her legs fell open easily. I kissed down her throat, across her breasts, lingering to suck each nipple until she squirmed. Lower still, over the soft plane of her stomach. The scent of her arousal reached me before I even parted her folds with my fingers. She was slick and swollen. I settled between her thighs and licked a long stripe from her entrance up to her clit. The taste was sharp and clean. Her hips jerked and she made a low sound that went straight through me.

Before I can say anything, Lira reaches me in one fluid motion, pressing me down onto the cushions, her soft breath mixing with my rapid breath. Her skin is so hot, and so soft that I don’t want her to stop pressing her body against me. Those heavy breasts crush against my smaller ones through my hoodie, nipples dragging like live wires. “I—” The rest of my words get stuck in my throat when her mouth claims mine—deep, filthy, that long demonic tongue sliding in thick and possessive, tasting like spiced honey and pure lust. It fills me, fucks my mouth slow and wet, curling around my own tongue until I’m moaning helplessly into her, hips bucking up on instinct. Never in all my years of living

Eric grins, "Happy to help, Lar...does feel amazing!" "Fuck meeeee...ooooh god damn, Eric...that feels so fucking nice...fuck me...fuck me with that dick...that big dick...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...love it!" While Eric and Laura enjoy their sexual memories, I grind my lips into hers with deep penetrating kisses; then I licked over her body, biting at those nipples...they're so hot, raised off those firm, mounded tits...puffies, fucking love'em! "Laura, your nipples are so fucking hot!"

What followed was a blur of raw, electric sensation. I let go, diving into the erotic fray. Lila, the stunning redhead from earlier, found me first, her soft fingers tracing my freshly painted shoulders, smearing the silver as she pulled me into a deep kiss. Her tongue danced with mine, tasting of champagne and pure sin. “Mmm, you’re delicious,” she purred, her hands cupping my breasts, thumbs flicking my nipples. “Let me taste more.” She dropped to her knees, her mouth hot and wet as she licked a trail down my stomach, parting my thighs.

“Look at these. Perfect little tits, Olivia. I’ve been thinking about them since you sat on my lap and soaked my jeans.” He switched to the other breast, biting gently, then soothing with his tongue until I was shaking. One of his hands dropped between us, shoving my shorts and panties to the side. Two thick fingers found me—slick, swollen, embarrassing. He groaned like the wetness offended him. “Still this soaked? After all that?” He pushed both fingers inside me in one slow thrust. My head fell back. “Jesus. You’re dripping down my hand.” I braced myself on his shoulders, riding the curl of his fingers. He worked me open with dirty, precise strokes, thumb rubbing tight circles on my clit u

It was such an intimate piece, and personal too, for it felt as if the energy that hummed between them had somehow been tapped. And then Silvio merged the couple, pulling the feminine thigh around the male loin, arching the neck backwards, and Lovely was aware of the sound of her own pulse whooshing in her ears. The erotic beauty was more subtle now, the anatomical details conjoined for ever and captured in glass. And then Silvio rolled another layer of molten glass over them, covering the conjoined beauty with a silken glass sheet. Yet they all knew what lay beneath. ‘Now my signature...’ Silvio said, and Lovely felt as if she had been snapped from a trance.

She bucked against the bed, up and down, due to the movement of his hips smacking against her. He became brutal, dominating. He slid his hand between her cleavage, down to her throat, and held her there, completely arched, bent backward for him. Her breasts bounced as he fucked her relentlessly. Their movements became a sizzling, erotic dance of lust and desire that neither could control. He watched the sight before him: her smooth, glistening skin, her alluring, pointed breasts bouncing relentlessly as he moved brutally against her. God, it was so beautiful, he wanted more. It twisted his brain, making him uncontrollable.

Charlotte’s pov Eros was the best lover I had ever had. Well, I only had Gabriel. The only thing he did was kiss me and I was already a puddle. I had no idea what I was missing, having sex is great, but there is so much more you can do together. I was brought back when I felt Eros place his mouth back on my core. This time he inserted a finger, which added another layer of pleasure. I arched my back as another wave of orgasm flood my senses.

“Do not stop Gavin. Trust me, I want you” And that was all that broke the ice. Gavin swiftly reached to the hem of her clothes and lifted it over her head, she took the hint and removed the remaining piece of clothing on her body. Gavin hitched a breath as he took in her body, he drank her beauty and his voice was filled with passion as he said, “Leila Baker, you are beautiful”. He positioned himself between her legs and plunged into her urgency, she cried out and he cupped his hand over her mouth, “Shush darling, let’s not wake the neighbors”.

Eric was close, almost uncomfortably so, staring up a few inches from where his wife's pussy was being practically split open by Dex's cock. "God, baby, his cock is so perfect," Vicky said. "Don't you love seeing my pussy like this?" "So much," he said. "I'm so glad he agreed to be your lover." Nicole whimpered, biting Dexter's shoulder as she continued to watch. He guessed that she'd just worked an orgasm from herself. Whimpering, Vicky quickly built up her own orgasm, cumming as Eric leaned in and started to strum a finger across her clit. Dex didn't feel any masculine fingers on anything of his, so he knew he was being extra careful.