Sapphic Erotica Novels & Stories

"I'm pulling out all the stops today, and when I'm done with you, that bastard won't know what hit him. He won't even be able to breathe when he looks at you." Addy led me inside the Hedonism Spa, and my jaw hit the floor. I felt like I had stepped into a high-budget pornographic fairytale, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine and musk. It was a sexual heaven. There were girls dressed like naughty fairies in nothing but sheer wings and tiny leaf thongs. Some of them were swinging from vines made of ivy and roses. Their breasts bounced freely as they giggled, and men in leather harnesses lounged on velvet cushions while being hand-fed grapes by gorgeous boys and girls. It was raw,

Because if he says he was truly messing with me … A deft hand slides my panty to the side and swipes a finger on my wet folds. I gasp in shock and pleasure. The finger makes slow, circular and light movements , all the while , he bores a hole through my face with his eyes; watching my every reaction with rapt attention. Whoever said men couldn’t multitask had not met Marcello Andres. His eyes never stray from my face; not even when I beg him to give me more and definitely not when I start to whimper like a dog in heat. Instead, he watches me with his lower lip captured between his teeth.

He felt Danielle's nose pushing up against his balls as she started to lick and suck what she could of Amy's pussy. The room was filled with torrid cries of pleasure and wet moans of ecstasy. The girls had each cum multiple times, and he finally ended up letting himself cum inside Amy's cunt. Danielle didn't slow in the least as he staggered back out of the way, shoving her tongue deep into Amy's drenched pussy and slurping noisily. The two women continued to devour each other in an almost frenzied show of sapphic lovemaking. He sat back on a chair near the bed and smiled, watching.

My nails gently pressed his also heated skin, and Dennis let out a trembling sigh. There was a time when he asked me to suck him while his father was between my tits. He said that Spanish was the best sexual art for voluptuous women and partners with big penises. I had to agree. But nothing replaced the conventional blowjob. Especially when we were both so ready to cum without even touching each other. It was also the best way for me to focus on his reactions.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

Thank God, neither of them was a supreme. I stopped breathing when Lucian dragged my chair around to face him. He stooped in front me, and the world disappeared. His black limbal ring rotated around gold irises. The alpha rested his hand on my thighs. I gritted my teeth. He placed his head on his hand and cocked his head to the side. My mouth went dry at the seductive look he wore. It had to be a sin for one man to be this attractive. Curse the heavens for descending this man upon us. Sweet Amber pheromones cocooned us. His tongue parted his kissable lips. Time slowed. He wetted those lips with saliva. They glistened. The room grew hot. I wanted to move but my body refused to do so.

I replied, bringing my index finger to my lips. I stood with my legs open, straddling him on both sides of his waist, and began a sensual dance. I squatted down, nearly touching his erect penis, but without making contact. This drove him wild; he was desperate to fuck me. He was sweating and trembling with intense excitement. I squatted over him, grabbed his penis at the base, and traced shapes between my thighs with the tip. He closed his eyes and pleaded with me. "I want to fuck you. Come on, come on, I want to put it in you now..."

I flipped to the page, voice unsteady. “I vow… to let you use my body whenever you want… even if it means I’m still dripping with your cum when I meet your fiancée.” The words had felt filthy when I wrote them. Hearing them aloud while Lucas’s tongue worked me was devastating. He rewarded me by sliding two thick fingers inside me, curling them against that spot that made my vision spark. His mouth never stopped licking, sucking, devouring me like I was the only thing he wanted in the world.

The wet slap of our bodies was loud and filthy, driving us both higher. Seraphiel didn’t wait. He slicked himself with oil from a nearby vial mixed with the lingering floral essence that seemed to permeate everything, and pressed into me from behind. The stretch burned sweetly as he filled me, his cock thick and hot. He matched my rhythm, thrusting into me every time I pulled back from Aldric. The pleasure was overwhelming, the power amplifying every sensation until I felt like I might shatter from it.