Neighbor Erotica Novels & Stories

My Uncle’s face looked red, his eyes wild, and I could just catch the movement of him glancing quickly at the door adjacent to the room he was. I felt an erotic shiver shoot through me as I opened my shirt slowly for him, shrugging it off my slender form as I stood there, illuminated by the soft light in my bedroom. I didn’t have all the curves and large breasts that some girls my age did or his wife, yet I had seen the way he hungrily looked at my small cleavage, the same way his eyes darkened when he had saw me bent forward, my young pussy fully exposed in the kitchen. And as I slowly bared my body to him, my hand roamed over my soft flesh, my thumb caressing my hard nipples, feeling them

he teased grabbing my boobs from behind. Oh goodness, not the middle of night too! This man is slowly turning me into a sex addict. His finger slightly brushed my nipple, I felt a slight tingle and my nipples hardened from the touch. He stepped closer, his hard cock rubbing against my ass. He traced his hand along my thighs moving upwards to my cunt. "Hardin, we need to get back to bed," I tried to protest, but my breath was already getting heavy. He grunted in response slightly moving his finger and started feeling my cunt lips, I was only wearing his shirt which was oversized for me, and I wasn't wearing anything underneath.

My body tenses when I hear people passing by the door, they might hear me, they might come in and see me but even so I feel my body getting more excited at the thought that we might be discovered. He orders me to stand up, and makes me stand with my back against his body, I sigh when I feel his nibbles on my back and his fingers run over my body, my intimacy until ending in a couple of slaps on my ass. —Never forget that only I, will be able to see you like this. That's clear," his hand on my ass grows stronger, "I can't hear you, bunny girl. Obeying is not my thing, I didn't want to give him that satisfaction but, when his hand grabs my neck tilting my body backwards while with the other he

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

I was still draped over Nick’s chest, limp and glowing, every muscle humming from the way they’d just wrecked me. Their cum leaked slowly and warmly down my thighs, thick and sticky, a filthy reminder of how thoroughly they’d claimed me on this throne. The fairy lights twinkled lazily above us, casting red and green shadows over sweat-slick skin, the grotto still heavy with the scent of sex and pine. Marcus’s fingers traced lazy, filthy circles on my inner thigh, teasing higher each time, brushing the sticky mess between my legs. When he grazed my swollen clit, I jolted with an oversensitive gasp, hips twitching.

Hayden wrapped his hand around his shaft and stroked himself up, collecting the spit and pre-cum, and then wiped it on my face in an arousing, degrading way. “So pretty when you’re our whore. I’m so glad we lived together while at college, Lainey. I like the idea of sneaking into your room late at night and watching you.” He stroked himself harder. Faster. “I’ve been doing it for some time. I’ve been jerking off while you lay there unaware.” He grinned and groaned. I moaned as Kai renewed his efforts on my pussy. “But now…now I can sneak in and fuck you while you’re sleeping.”

I cried out, and he finally grabbed my neck, pulling my head back. I couldn't take it anymore, I knew I would never be able to resist this sexy devil! I craved for his cock like I craved oxygen, and I needed it like I needed life. As he rammed into me from the back, I realized that his darkness was all I really needed to feel alive. I was going to submit to him, to his darkness, I was going to let him claim me. "Frederico!"

The last two sexual encounters with her husband only left her bruised, and she did not get any satisfaction, but now that she had seen Frank's face, the excitement was back, and she was already wet and screaming for a full-blown orgasm. She dropped onto the shower floor, breathing heavily. She was supposed to be embarrassed by herself or feel dirty, but there was no guilt. It was not like Marcus was cheating on her, even though she wished he was, but she was sexually attracted to her husband's nephew, and there was nothing she could do about that. Marcus got back with his wine and set up dinner. Nera sat on the other end of the table with no guilt, though she was disappointed Frank did not j

The bedroom door clicked shut. Inside the closet before the conversation, the air felt tighter. Mark’s cock throbbed so hard it almost hurt. Nikki’s body was still only inches away. Soft everywhere. The scent of her skin mixed with whatever light perfume she wore. He stared at the curve of her ass under the silk and knew he wasn’t going to last much longer without touching something.

Then I opened my legs wider for him, resisting the overwhelming urge to close them and hide. The cool air against my wet folds made me shiver. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, voice low and rough. My face burned with humiliation, but I obeyed again. My fingers moved between my folds, smearing my abundant juices around my already swollen clit. The wet sound was embarrassingly loud in the quiet room. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. “Open your eyes,” he snapped. “And do not hide your moans.” I forced my eyes open, releasing my bitten lip. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped me as I circled my clit faster. My hips began to rock against my hand without permission.