Novel & Cerita Online Erotic Short Stories

The kiss turns filthy, wet, desperate. The client’s voice cuts through the haze. “Touch each other.” Brittany’s hands slide down my body, squeezing my ass hard before moving between my legs. I gasp into her mouth as two of her fingers glide through my soaked folds. “You’re fucking wet,” she hisses against my lips, almost accusing. “So are you,” I shoot back, sliding my hand between her thighs. She’s dripping. We stand there, naked, kissing like enemies while frantically fingering each other. The wet sounds of our fingers pumping in and out fill the room. I rub her swollen clit in fast circles while she curls her fingers inside me, hitting that perfect spot.

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They just want to be ruined, reshaped and overly pleased because their bodies bleed and burn with an obsession that runs deeper for any cure, except one. High voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. You’ll be left glancing through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you will be reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test thei

There was an odd swear word in it but it seemed right for the context'. 'Did it turn you on?' I asked simply. Julia now flushed bright red and did not answer. 'Your face tells me that it did. I'm glad, which is what it's supposed to do. Did it offend you?' 'No. How could a lovely story like that offend me?' she asked in return. 'What better definition of erotic writing do you want. Something that is not offensive but is a turn on both mentally and physically' 'Do you think that that story is true?'

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

Jessa’s world narrowed to the slam of their bodies, the slap of skin, the crude, beautiful words pouring from their mouths. “Such a tight little asshole,” Arthur grunted, his hands digging into her flesh. “Taking my cock so good.” “Her pussy’s milking me,” Daniel gasped. “God, she’s gonna make me fucking cum.” Jessa felt it—the orgasm erupting from her core, a white-hot wave that crashed through her. She screamed, a raw, unfiltered sound of release, her body convulsing around their cocks. Daniel shouted, his hips slamming into her one final time as he spilled inside her pussy, hot and deep. Arthur followed, a guttural roar as he pulsed into her ass, his own release joining the heat flooding

"You think you can tell me to fuck off after I've spent all night making you scream my name? I don't think so, Wendy." He kept going until my ass was a bright, burning red, the stinging heat turning into a throbbing, erotic ache that pulsed in time with my clit. I was sobbing now, but they weren't sad tears—they were heavy, horny gasps. I wanted him to stop, and I wanted him to never let me go.

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

The wet, obscene sound of skin slapping against skin echoed loudly through the luxurious bedroom, mixed with Elias’s shameless, erotic moans that grew louder with every thrust. “Fuck, baby… yes, just like that,” Elias groaned, his voice hoarse and dripping with raw pleasure. He pushed his ass back greedily to meet every powerful movement. “Harder… claim me… I love when you get so rough like this. Make me feel it tomorrow.”

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”