Monster Erotica Novels & Stories

"Oh god, you feel so good. So fucking good." He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing and circling, pushing me closer to the edge. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Come for me, Emma," Damien commanded, his voice a low growl. "Come all over my cock." I keened, my body convulsing as I rode the wave of pleasure, my orgasm crashing over me in a rush of sensation. Damien continued to fuck me, his movements unrelenting, drawing out my pleasure until I was a trembling, boneless mess on the desk.

The room was intimate: dim lighting, a large one-way mirror overlooking another play space, deep couches, and a fully stocked bar cart. Through the glass, a scene was already unfolding. A beautiful woman with crimson hair was bound in intricate rope to a padded St. Andrew’s cross, her body arched and gleaming with oil. Her Dom—a muscular man with a commanding presence—teased her with a flogger, the leather tails kissing her breasts, stomach, and thighs. Her moans carried faintly through hidden speakers. Damien sat and pulled me onto his lap again, my back to his chest, legs spread over his thighs. His hand slipped under the robe and between my legs, fingers gliding through my slick folds. “W

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

“Oh, my God! It is so big. Oh, Master, is that all for me?” In answer, I rotated my hips burying myself all the way to the hilt. Her hot cunt felt like liquid fire pouring over my cock. I began to hammer as hard as I could into her. Thrust after thrust as she moaned and cried out. She lay back and stretched herself out on the table, her head hanging over the far end. Her face was open for the world to see outside my window. As I hammered into her she moaned and screamed. “Oh my God, Master! That is so hot! Please fuck me like you want to kill me.”

Jace felt strangely turned on by Toussaint being all dirty and filthy with words and all he could do was let the moans escape his lips as Toussaint marked every other part of his body. “I’m coming!” Jace screamed as he felt the familiarly strong wave of orgasm hit him. “Fuckk I’m gonna cum!” Toussaint picked the pace once again, his grip tightening on Jace’s shoulder as he pounded into him harder than ever. “Cum for me baby!” Toussaint grunted. An unfamiliar wave of shock and euphoria claimed Jace, stars exploding behind his eyes as he convulsed slightly under Toussaint. A mind-shattering orgasm claimed Jace as thick white ropes of cum shot out rope after rope, coating his belly until his ba

He drew in a deep breath, and my face paled instantly. What trap did I fall into? "You still can't keep me here against my will!" I protested, throwing my hands in the air angrily. He inched closer, stealing my breath like he always did. My clitoris twitched painfully, and waves of unexpected pleasure coursed through my veins. Why did I still find this monster attractive? "Against your will? You know this is what you want, sweetheart. I watched you for a long time, I am aware of your dirty fantasies to be used like a whore, chained up and ordered around. I know."

“Rub your clit. I want to feel you come on my cock.” I slide my hand between us, finding my clit and rubbing in fast circles. “Damon, I’m close…” “Come for me. Come on my cock like a good little wolf.” The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave. I scream his name, my pussy clenching around him so hard he groans. “Fuck, yes. Just like that.” He’s moving faster now, chasing his own release. “I’m going to fill you up, Maya. Going to pump you full of my cum. Mark you inside and out.”

I froze, mesmerized and horrified by the disastrous, intoxicating sexiness standing before me. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to fight off the growing, shameful ache building deep inside my pussy. “Open your eyes, bitch,” he growled, moving even closer. I lifted my hands once more, clasping them together like I was praying in some temple. “You can stop with the prayers, bitch. I know you love rape p**n.” My eyes flew open wide. A sudden, heavy thud hit behind my chest wall, accompanied by a deep, squeezing sensation. How the hell did he know about that? My forehead furrowed into deep ridges, my lips forming a shocked pout.

"I'm flattered, Mrs. Melinda. It's important you feel comfortable here. Now, let's dig a little deeper. What kind of erotica draws you in? The kind that builds slowly, or something..something more.. direct?" In my mind, I pictured her reading about a doctor like me, hypnotizing a patient into submission. Her body arching under my commands. I watched her bite her lips, considering her answer. This was going to be exquisite. She shifted on the couch, uncrossing and recrossing her legs. "It's mostly the forbidden ones, of course. Power dynamics, losing control to someone trustworthy. Scenes where the mind opens up and the body follows. I dream about it.. being guided, touched in ways I can't ad