Mature Erotica Stories Novels & Stories

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

My breasts swayed beneath me, nipples dragging against the mat with every jolt, adding sparks to the fire. They didn’t slow down, they just kept pumping deeper, steady, claiming strokes that stretched and filled and owned every inch of me…until I was trembling on the edge again, sobbing for release they still refused to give. The mat was rough against my cheek, my ass still high, body trembling from the relentless finger-fucking in both holes. The fingers in my pussy curled one last time, hard, before pulling out with a wet slide that left me clenching around nothing. The ones in my ass pulled out slower, twisting on the exit, making me gasp at the empty ache.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

Rita leaned in, whispering filth right against Nina’s ear. “Listen to how wet you are. He’s gonna ruin this little cunt, baby. Gonna make it so only his cock ever feels good again. You’ll be sneaking in here every night begging for it, won’t you? Begging your brother-in-law to breed his wife’s slutty little sister.” Nina came with a wail, pussy gushing around Liam’s fingers, thighs shaking so hard Rita had to hold her down. He didn’t stop. He kept licking, sucking, fingering her through it until she was sobbing from overstimulation, until another orgasm crashed through her before the first one even ended.

I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.

Sasha reached up and played with my nipples, pulling and slapping them lightly while Dominic spanked my ass and pulled my hair. “Take it, you dirty little planner,” Dominic growled. “This is what you wanted. Two cocks wrecking your holes while we call you our cumslut.” “Yes! Harder!” I begged. “Use me. Breed me. Fill me up.” The dirty words kept coming. They called me every filthy name and I loved every second. Sasha sucked hard on my nipples while Dominic fucked my ass deep. The pressure built again until I exploded in the strongest orgasm yet. My whole body shook violently between them as I squirted all over Sasha’s strap-on.

Lira’s hand tangles in my hair as she yanks my head down while the monstrous cock keeps growing, getting so big that I know I can’t possibly take all that length. The cock slaps heavy and hot against my cheek with a wet thwack. It’s huge—thicker than my wrist, veined like twisted ropes under velvet-smooth violet skin, the fat purple head already leaking a steady stream of precum that stretches in shiny strings from my skin to the slit, begging me to lick it off. The musky scent hits me hard, sweet and arousing, making my empty cunt clench around nothing. “Open that pretty whore mouth, Skyler.” Lira purrs, voice low and rough.

In his apartment, Rick runs to his computer, dragging the chair quickly. He sits down and, looking at the blank page that haunted him, quickly begins to write. ‘As a critic of eroges, I have played dozens, hundreds, and I could even say that counting the small freelance jobs, I would easily reach a thousand. And in all of them, I have seen and done everything. I have seen good stories with poorly drawn characters and mediocre stories whose characters have great designs. I’ve seen nothing flashy projects that end up becoming little hidden gems for fans of this genre called for perverts.’

Lucian pounded harder, Matteo’s fingers never stopped moving and Rafe’s hand tightened in my hair. “You going to come for us, Lena?” Lucian growled. I nodded frantically, unable to speak. “Then earn it,” Matteo hissed. “Beg.” I whimpered, tried to say something, but Rafe didn’t let up. My eyes rolled back. Lucian gripped my hips harder. “Come on. Give it to us.” Matteo rubbed faster, making me scream around Rafe’s cock as I shattered, thighs shaking. Lucian came right after, groaning as he filled me. He pulled out slowly, watching it drip down my thighs.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.