Nasty Erotica Novels & Stories

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

I аlѕо rеаlіzеd mу nіррlеѕ wеrе hаrd аnd роkіng thrоugh thе thin mаtеrіаl of my top. Fееlіng nаughtу I сlоѕеd my еуеѕ аnd ѕtrеtсhеd giving thеm a grеаt vіеw оf mу bоdу. Bеіng naughty wаѕ mаkіng mе hоrnу. Mу mіnd wаndеrеd. I wondered whаt it wоuld bе lіkе to fuck Tom іn the hot tub іn frоnt оf аll thеѕе men.

LUCA; I'm obsessed with my gym partner. Utterly and completely obsessed. And no, not in a platonic way. In an erotic, filthy and sinful way. His name is Ethan. Yes, I'm fucking straight. The mere idea of another man touching me in that manner, was repulsive to say the least. Should be a disgusting.... demonic act. I detested the thought of it...but it was such a shame that I had no control of my body's reaction. Of my thoughts. They were filthy and borderline pornographic on the things I imagined he'd do to me, or the things I'd would love to explore with him.

Nathan walks a slow circle around me, looking me over like he’s inspecting something he already owns. “Turn around. Bend over. Hands on the bed. Now” I do it as interested. He steps in close behind me and runs one palm over the warm, tender skin of my ass, then lower, dragging two fingers through my folds. They come away glistening. “Still soaked. You were in here rubbing this messy little cunt to the memory of your punishment, weren’t you?” I stay quiet. He answers for me by pushing those two fingers straight inside. The stretch makes me gasp. He pumps them slow and deep, curling, listening to the wet sound.

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

“I want you inside me.” He bent her over his massive oak desk, yanked her skirt up, and ripped her lace panties aside. Her pussy was shaved smooth and dripping. He rubbed his cockhead along her slit, then slammed in balls-deep. Lila cried out in pleasure. “Yes! Fuck your assistant’s tight cunt.” Ethan pounded her relentlessly, hips slapping against her ass. The desk creaked under the force. He reached around to rub her swollen clit while railing her. “So wet for your boss. Such a dirty little slut.”

I held his shoulders as my legs shivered and I cried out in ecstasy. “Tell me Elena, did you miss me?” he asked with a low seductive voice. “Tell me how you missed me stroking your wet pussy” he said. “I missed you Nate, I missed fucking you” I cried out. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, withdrawing his hand. “Don’t stop touching me Nate, fuck me please.” I begged, shamelessly. “That’s nice to hear” he said and he pushed me to the wall, he went down on his raising one of my legs and placing it on his shoulder. Then he buried his face into my fucking pussy

My phone buzzed again. Kane: Naughty fucking girl. You’re gonna make me cum in my pants like a teenager. I didn't stop, I kept rubbing, slow and dirty, while pretending to eat my toast. My own pussy was soaked again, clit aching every time I felt his dick twitch under my toes. After breakfast, I stood up. “I’ll be in my room for a bit.” They all nodded. I went upstairs, heart still racing from the secret foot play. The naughty thoughts wouldn’t stop, Kane’s hard cock under my foot, the way he’d kissed me, the way Mike and Jax had looked at me earlier. My pussy felt hot and messy. I needed to cool down.

She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain. “Fuck, you taste good,” he muttered. He moved to the other breast, biting gently before soothing it with his tongue. His hand slid down her stomach and under the waistband of her jeans. He pushed them down along with her panties in one rough motion. Mira kicked them off the rest of the way. Now she was completely naked under him. Jake sat back on his knees and looked at her body. His eyes were dark with hunger. “So fucking pretty,” he said.

The fullness was overwhelming, filthy, perfect. “Relax, Ashley. Take it like the dirty sister-in-law you are,” He said, voice dripping with dominance. “You’re clenching so hard around my fingers. Bet Felix never touches this ass, does he? Never makes you feel like a proper whore.” I shook my head, moaning incoherently as he sped up. His fingers scissored inside me, stretching both holes wider. The soap made it all glide, slippery and nasty, bubbles popping against my sensitive skin.