Noncon Erotica Novels & Stories

My eyes almost roll back from the way it sends ripples up my body, with my other hand I twist my hard nipple between my forefinger and my thumb, tugging on it and releasing it. The bounce of my boobs sends pleasure shooting up my spine and I whimper again, slightly shutting my legs around my hand that is in between them. “Keep them open, when he touches you…you have to…fuck…keep them open” Kandy says and leans forward, through the phone her foxy eyes studies my pussy and a little bit of juice slides out of me, just from her watching me. Why is this so hot? Isn't this a bit too insane? What happens to the lines we should have as besties?

The thought crossed her mind that she might’ve been too loud, but hopefully the music in the club prevented anyone from hearing. Groaning, his orgasm followed, and she could feel the heat of it as he planted his white hot seed deep inside her. “Condom,” she managed breathlessly. She wasn’t on birth control. Nate have never used a condom for her before, but she can’t trust w total stranger, right? “Too late,” he laughed, beginning to pull out.

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.

He had his dick out, his hand moving in a frantic blur as he listened to me describe how the inside of my pussy feels while his father was ruining me. “Jesus Christ! Don't stop, baby! Keep talking! Keep moaning!” Preston begged as he sucked on my breasts causing my toes to curl. "Tell him how the bushy hairs tickle your balls every time you slam home," I whispered, my voice a filthy lure. "Oh, Enid!" Preston roared. He lost all control. He withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with a force that made the heavy desk creak and groan. The legs of the desk scraped across the floor with a loud, metallic screech. I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, h

This level of arousal was new to me, almost primal. "Fuck," I muttered, shifting on the couch. The television blared some mindless show, but my attention was miles away. Thoughts swirled until I settled on Plan B. Since Plan A was off the table after my last girlfriend cheated. I'd sworn off relationships, at least for a while. I grabbed my laptop from the coffee table that was beside me. As it booted up, my fingers flew to the search bar without wasting much time. "Blue film." I typed and thousands of them flooded the screen. Just seeing the thumbnails made my cock stir.

"And my, um, little problem? With my legs? You didn't even test me or anything." He closed his eyes briefly, a slight grimace flashing across his face before he opened them and looked at me. "It's nothing to worry about," he said. "Alcohol can cause sexual arousal in some people. That's perfectly normal. No need for a test." "But you could do a test?" I asked. "Like... like maybe you could examine me?" "Examine..." he started, then trailed off as he stared at me. "What?" "You know," I said. "Like, examine me. Just... just in case."

“You know what? Why don’t you bend me over the desk? I want to feel this cock even deeper.” Marcus nodded eagerly and pulled out. Elena slid off the desk, spun around, and shoved her fat, juicy ass toward him. Every little movement made her cheeks jiggle softly, the sight so hypnotic that Marcus gulped hard, his cock twitching visibly. She bent forward over the desk, laying her upper body flat against the wood. Her thick thighs spread wide, ass pushed back invitingly, pussy glistening and ready for him. When nothing happened, she glanced back over her shoulder and saw Marcus just standing there, eyes locked on her fat ass like he was hypnotized.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

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."

I just took him into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the head of his dick while my eyes remained locked on Chris. Chris didn't use a condom. He didn't even use spit at first. He grabbed his dick and shoved it toward Claire’s entrance, but before he could penetrate, Jonathan leaned over the back of the sofa. Jonathan gathered a mouthful of saliva and spat directly onto Claire’s clit, the liquid running down to her opening, make her soaked for Chris’ penetration. "Good lad," Chris grunted, He raised one of her legs onto his shoulders while her other leg curled around his waist and then he drove into her with the deepest thrust that made the entire sofa creak