Polyamory Erotica Novels & Stories

He fucked her ruthlessly, he used her like a complete whore. As good as the sex was with her boyfriend, this was something else... and the fact that her loving boyfriend was watching on all the while made it even more incredible. Frank felt like the lead male, the alpha of the pack, making Bob stand aside while he fucked the life out of his girl. The thought made Emma moan loudly, who'd have thought this fantasy could become so incredible!? Emma was slowly losing control. Her orgasm was building and this unbelievably pleasurable dick driving into her was sending her over the edge. The eroticism of the whole fantasy made everything so much hotter.

The scent of him around the study seemed to wrap around me, intensifying the forbidden thrill. My world narrowed to the sensations, the rhythmic friction, the building pressure. I was lost in it, completely undone by the pleasure, forgetting everything but the insistent throb between my legs. My body arched, my nails scoring the leather of the chair as I fucked myself over and over again, calling out my step-father’s name without shame. Julian had wanted to know who was living under his roof. And now, he had the most intimate answer. I have become a whore for him. But still, he is my step father.

Pleasure builds up in me like a volcano, and then erupts, making me scream in ecstasy. He pounds a few more thrusts into me, then he yells too. He shoots cum into me. Then he pulls out of me quickly and walks away. “’Night, Leah,” he says. “’Night,” I say as I collapse forward onto my bed exhausted. I can still feel the tingles of orgasms shivering through my body. I have a boyfriend now. His name is Jeremy. He’s 21, in college. He plays baseball. I met him during group sex with his friends. Also baseball players.

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.

She came hard, thighs locking around my head, a long broken sound leaving her throat as she pulsed around my fingers. I crawled back up and we kissed again, slower this time, bodies still humming. We lay tangled for a while, trading soft touches, learning the maps of each other’s skin. Eventually desire rose again. She reached into the nightstand and brought out a slim, curved vibrator. She switched it on to a low hum and pressed it between us so that it rested against both of us when our hips met. We moved together, grinding, the vibration traveling through slick flesh. I kissed her deeply while we rocked. The dual pressure and the steady buzz pushed me toward another climax faster than I e

"This place... it might be a bit much. If it freaks you out, we can turn right around and leave. No pressure." Jay reached up, his fingers lightly brushing over the edge of my mask. "Open the door, Jake," he murmured softly, his eyes heavy with arousal. My heart hammered against my ribs. I turned the handle and pushed the heavy door open. The red room was dimly lit, drenched in deep crimson light and thick with the scent of leather, sweat, and heavy perfume. Everywhere you looked, bodies were entangled. Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys.

—while they destroyed my body and mind in tandem. Throughout it all, Damien kept up a steady stream of dark, possessive breeding talk, his voice was low and hypnotic in my ear. “I’m going to put a baby in you, Elara. I’ll fill this tight young womb until it swells with my child. You’ll walk around the office with my seed growing inside you, tits getting heavier, belly rounding out. Everyone will know what a knocked-up little office whore you are.” The words triggered something primal inside me. I came harder than I ever had, my entire body convulsing, squirting around the cock buried deep inside me as waves of pleasure tore through my shattered mind.

“Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?” “Not yet.” he gave me a sexy smirk. “Stroke faster, love. Harder.” I groaned, feeling my abdomen tighten as my fingers were coated with my creamy wetness. “Ugh, Remy... I…” But before I could finish that sentence, I felt my pussy tighten around my fingers and I came. My moans echoed off the walls as my body shivered in delight. “You naughty girl. I told you not to come yet, didn’t I?” I looked at Remy, whose face was contorted with pleasure. He was close too. His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand.

The warm, soft feeling made my whole body tremble. It felt so good. That intense wave of pleasure shot through me like electricity. I gripped the edge of the bed and swallowed hard, afraid to even make a sound. Every cell in my body felt like it was on fire. I couldn't hold back anymore. I pushed Lauren down beneath me and pressed against her with all my strength. She opened herself to me. We spent the next few hours together. When we finally stopped, it was already 3:00 am. Lauren and I fell into a deep sleep.

“You gave it to me. Your first time. Your first cock. Mine.” “Yours—” Doe cried out, another orgasm building fast. “It’s yours— I’m gonna cum again—” “Then cum. Cum all over Daddy’s cock while he ruins this tight virgin pussy.” She shattered with a scream, walls clamping down so hard Hero cursed loudly. He fucked her through it, chasing his own release, hips stuttering as he buried himself as deep as he could and came hard inside her. Thick ropes of cum pumped into her, overflowing around his cock as he kept grinding through the aftershocks.