No Erotica Novels & Stories

Their striking features became clearer and the shadows receded with each step they took on the stone stairs. Finally, they conceded that they were at the right destination. These hot, extraordinary men and their ravishing lady, Lexi, were the ones whose erotic images and videos had taunted them all. In the agreement they signed, it was stated that they would be having a 24-hour fuck-a-thon CNC sex with them, and they were so excited to begin. Jaxon and Zane Blackwood weren’t completely naked; they wore gray pants and stylish sneakers. “Damn, they’re seriously so freaking hot,” Mike gasped, his heart racing as a wave of excitement washed over him.

But I decided that perhaps I didn't know everything about Michael, especially his sexual likes and dislikes, so after he left for school the next morning, I returned to his laptop, and this time I checked his favourites. Most were game sites, but there were three Literotica addresses, as well as a pantyhose site. The first Literotica page was simply a list of new stories updated each day, the second was the top incest stories by score, but the third was one that gave me lots of information about my son's kinks. It was a search engine with the following tags: mom, son, and submission.

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

“Cum for me, little one. Make a mess on this elevator floor like the desperate slut you are for your boss.” I broke hard. My orgasm crashed through me. I screamed. My legs gave out completely. I collapsed forward onto the floor, knees hitting first. My forehead pressed against the cool mirror. Juices kept dripping out of me. Small puddles formed on the elevator floor between my knees. My whole body shook. Fred crouched down beside me. One hand still between my legs, lazily stroking my oversensitive clit. “Look at the mess you made, little one. Such a filthy girl. We’ll clean it up together before anyone sees what you did for me.”

“You don’t get to tell me what to wear.” “Maya.” He steps closer, his eyes gold now, his wolf right at the surface. “Get. Dressed. Unless you want every unmated male out there smelling exactly how aroused you are.” Heat floods my face. He’s right—I’m probably broadcasting pheromones like crazy right now. “Fine.” I run upstairs and change into jeans and an actual full-length t-shirt, then reluctantly head back down. Damon’s already let them in. Sera’s in the living room, draped artfully across the couch, and the three males are standing around trying not to look like they’re scenting the air.

"It's a...solid choice. “How about you?” I asked, turning to face him. “What's yours?” “Well… I read a lot of books and finding a favourite among them has become almost impossible because they all stand out differently.” “Impressive.” I smiled. “Do you read erotica?” he asked, as he halted his steps and turned to face me. My heart skipped. Not because of the genre but because of how he said it. The tone he used was… dangerous. “Well…. I… most of the time.” I stammered.

I had a feeling tonight would be a good session as they had picked an erotic novel this time. I was settled in front of my laptop, wine in hand, waiting for all the other girls to log on. Once they had all arrived, it became clear the topic of the book had got them all in cheeky moods, there were lots of suggestive messages and we hadn't even got to discussing the book at that point. Once we got into the main discussion, it was revealing to see what bits the other girls liked and did not.

Elena I never thought my body would betray me like this. My name is Elena Voss, twenty-four years old, and for the past six months, I’ve been living in hell. A rare neurological condition the specialists couldn’t name, let alone treat. It started as waves of heat rolling through my core at the worst possible moments—during meetings, while driving, even in the middle of grocery shopping. Now it was constant. An unrelenting, throbbing ache between my thighs that made my clit swell and my pussy drip with need until I couldn’t think straight. My nipples stayed hard, rubbing painfully against every fabric. My voluptuous breasts felt heavier, more sensitive, begging to be touched.

“God, Adam, you’re huge." Thea knelt beside me, kissing my neck. “You look so hot, Kara,” she whispered, her fingers reaching out to find my clit, rubbing in time with Jon’s thrusts. “Oh God, Thea!” I gasped, my body trembling as Liam fucked my mouth and Jon pounded me from behind. Nate moved to Sophie, kissing her as she rode Adam. “Let me taste those tits,” he said, sucking her nipple hard. Sophie moaned, grinding faster. “Yesss!"

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”