Polyamory Erotica Novels & Stories

"You like being my secret?" "Yes! Fuck, yes!" she cried out, her legs locking around my waist, pulling me even deeper. The raw sex was relentless. I was hitting her deep, over and over, my movements fast and heavy. Every time I slammed into her, she let out a loud moan, her body clenching around me. It was erotica in its purest form—just two bodies colliding in a way that was forbidden and perfect. I reached down, my hand finding the spot where we were joined, rubbing her clit as I continued to drive into her.

The orgasm hits me hard. Harder than I have ever experienced. That spontaneous session was even more fun than all the meticulously planned sessions that sometimes feel like an act. This was real. Passionate. Raw. It was a communication where no words were said, but we all understood each other.

“Love you too. Please, Damon. I need—” “I know what you need.” He picks up the pace, driving into me harder, faster. One hand moves to my clit, rubbing in perfect circles. “One more,” he growls. “Give me one more and then I’ll fill you up. Fill this perfect pussy with my cum.” The dirty talk combined with his skillful fingers pushes me over the edge. I come one final time, my pussy clamping down on him like a vice. “Fuck!” He buries himself deep and I feel him pulse, flooding me with his release.

He began to tap my clit with the head of his dick on every out-stroke, sending electric shocks of pleasure through my pussy. Father Matthias's cock swelled in my mouth as I relaxed my throat around him, allowing him deeper access. He let out a soft moan of approval while Father Damon continued his deliberate rhythm below me ㅡeach slow thrust accompanied by gentle taps against my sensitive clit that made stars dance behind my eyes. Suddenly Father Matthias pulled out of my mouth with a wet pop, leaving me dizzy and confused. "Leah, sweetheart, we want to try something.” Father Damon smirked as I raised my head, breathing heavy as he withdrew slowly from my pussy, leaving me empty and gaping.

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."

“Ahh—! F-fuck…! I’m cumming…! Mmmh—! Unngh—!” Damien didn’t stop. He kept fucking him straight through it, pounding into his spasming, oversensitive hole without mercy. Every thrust dragged another broken sound out of Elias’s throat. “Take it,” Damien snarled, voice rough. “Take every fucking drop.” Elias was still shaking from his orgasm when he felt Damien bury himself as deep as he could go. A low, animal groan tore from Damien’s throat as he came. Hot, thick pulses of cum flooded Elias’s insides. Elias whimpered at the sensation, feeling every spurt filling him up until it started leaking out around Damien’s cock.

Introduction: In the hot, hazy summer of a small town, an eighteen-year-old nerd accidentally enters a forbidden world of desire that will change his life forever. He is stuck in a house full of tension and unspoken anger, and he can't stop thinking about the one woman he shouldn't want—his beautiful, curvy mother. When a heated argument starts a fire of raw, wild desire, their relationship turns into a secret dance of seduction and surrender. In the back of a minivan, where they can steal glances and whisper secrets, they cross a line that ties them together in a web of forbidden love. This is a story about love, guilt, and the thrilling thrill of giving in to what is wrong. Every touch is

Hot wet sounds filled the room as Bethany’s pussy welcomed and wrapped itself around the fat intruder. “Oh Bethany, I love you so much, and to show it I am going to give you the best orgasm you’ve ever had. Would you like that precious? Do you want your mama to make you cum?” I asked through my own hard breathing. “Oh… oh fuck yeah mama I need to cum so bad… make me cum hard!” she begged. The heady froth of her little pussy drenched my cock and I knew she was about ready to explode. I quickened my pounding while swiveling my hips, priming her body for orgasmic overload.

I moaned softly, pumping my fingers faster as I remembered the way he had praised that other woman. “Please… fill me up,” I whimpered, adding a third finger, stretching myself as much as I could. “Treat me like just a hole, Master…” The pleasure built fast and brutal. My hips rocked back against my own hand as I chased release, the wet sounds of my fingers embarrassingly loud in the quiet room. “I’m your filthy little maid… use me…” I came hard, thighs shaking, a broken moan escaping my lips as my pussy clenched tightly around my fingers. The orgasm was so intense my vision blurred for a moment. I collapsed onto the bed, panting, trying to catch my breath. A sleepy, dangerous satisfaction wa

"Oh god, you feel so good. So fucking good." He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing and circling, pushing me closer to the edge. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Come for me, Emma," Damien commanded, his voice a low growl. "Come all over my cock." I keened, my body convulsing as I rode the wave of pleasure, my orgasm crashing over me in a rush of sensation. Damien continued to fuck me, his movements unrelenting, drawing out my pleasure until I was a trembling, boneless mess on the desk.