Neighbor Erotica Novels & Stories

He focuses on my neck, biting and sucking until I’m a squirming mess in his hands, my knees weak. I pull his face away for a second, breathing deeply as I turn him, pulling him onto the bed. I step forward as he lets his back fall onto the mattress. I take his hand, positioning it on my stomach and straddle him. His cock is inches from my throbbing pussy. My body is practically begging me for this. I sit up, positioning my centre directly above him. His hand rests on my waist, the other one rising to grip my boob. I lower myself after a second, feeling myself stretch around him, rocking my hips to get lower. The sensation of pleasure that engulfs me is mind-blowing.

“Our perfect little shared whore. She came here as Jake’s sweet girlfriend. Now she’s just holes for the both of us.” Jake groaned, fucking my throat faster. “She’s going to take both our cocks whenever we want. Morning, noon, and night. In every room of this house.” They switched again. Jake took my pussy, his strokes deep and possessive, while Cole made me deepthroat him. Then they bent me over the counter, taking turns slamming into me… five brutal strokes each before switching, like they were competing to see who could make me break first. I came violently, over and over. Shaking, squirting, sobbing orgasms that left me a drooling, trembling mess. Shame burned through me even as pleasure

my mouth falls open at the pressure, and my body moves on its own to grind against his muscular thigh. Why does this feel so good? With my arms pinned above my head and my pussy rubbing against his thigh…why does it feel so fucking erotic. "You have such a mouth on you and act so tough, yet look at you... willing to get off just with my thigh" he says, and helps me by moving his thigh even closer. "Want it..“ I gasp, the rub feels wickedly delicious against my core. Nick takes my bare breast in his palm and gives it a squeeze, and earns a broken moan from me. He rolls my hard nipple between his thumb and index finger, playing with the nub.

He stood between her thighs, his eyes locked on hers, a mix of hunger and dominance in his gaze. With a swift, aggressive movement, he positioned himself at her entrance, his lengthy dick pressing against her wetness. "Please, Daddy," Bianca moaned, her voice a breathy whisper. "Fuck me and tpear my pussy apart." Dr. Kendrick didn't hesitate, he entered her, filling her wet pussy completely. Bianca screamed, her back arching off the table as he hit that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. "Oh god, yes! Please, ohhh my pussy tear it Daddy, don't have mercy on me!"

My roommate was on her back, two men on either side of her bosom, while the last man’s hands seemed to roam over her body. She made sounds I couldn’t recognize…they made sounds that were foreign to me. And somehow, it seemed to shift something inside me. Like a fire had been lit and it desperately needed to be quenched. Then I saw her do something. Her hand seemed to have found its way down there. As if bewitched, I found myself following suit. An electric sensation seemed to dance its way through me. I gasped, involuntarily and with curiosity. My roommate’s hand had since been replaced by one of the men thrusting into her.

“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

Anything. Aaron’s hands were everywhere, rough and insistent. He gripped her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, the cool granite biting into her bare thighs as her short dress hiked up dangerously high. The pink lace thong was exposed again, damp from her earlier masturbation and the dream’s lingering heat. He stepped between her legs, forcing them apart with his hips, and she felt it—the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her core through his jeans. “Aaron… we can’t,” she gasped, breaking the kiss, her voice a shaky whisper. But even as she said it, her hips twitched involuntarily, seeking more friction.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

His lips found the sensitive skin of my neck, sucking a mark right below my ear. “No one has to know,,” he whispered into my ear, his voice a low, vibrating sin. “Just a secret. Just once. I’m so hard for you right now, I can barely breathe.” He traced his tongue up to my earlobe, licking it slowly. I shivered, my head falling back. “Eva doesn’t have a single sex bone in her body,” he muttered, his hands sliding down to my waist. “She’s all career and wedding plans. She doesn’t look at me the way you do. She doesn’t make me feel like this.”