Sci Fi Erotica Novels & Stories

I lifted my hips for her without question, my skin feverish and desperate. When her mouth found me, I cried out. It was nothing like anything I’d ever experienced. Not just because of how good she was, though she was, but because it was her. Sienna. Devouring me like I was her favorite thing. Her tongue moved with sinful precision, fingers pressing in, circling, coaxing me closer with every gasp, every tremble of my thighs. My hands flew to her shoulders, gripping tightly. And just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, her hands slid up again, this time under my top, pinching and teasing my breasts with just enough force to send me shattering into a thousand pieces.

As I moved towards the master bedroom, I could hear the sounds of pleasure and ecstasy slipping through the gap of the door. Looking thrоugh the little gap by the dооr, I saw my fiancée on all fours with her ass in the air, getting fucked dоggiе style bу Ellen, who had on a strap-on dildo. Selena's hands were tied and hooked up to the poles by the head of the bed. Mу fiancee has a small fetish about being tired and rendered immobile or rеѕtrаinеd. Once ѕhе iѕ, she's willing to go along with anything you want. She really gets turned on by it.

His cock stood hard and ready, twitching in the open air. Siren climbed over him in reverse cowgirl position. Her firm ass faced him as she lowered herself. The crowd behind the one-way glass had a perfect view of her perfect ass and his throbbing cock. She reached down and guided his tip to her entrance. Her pussy lips felt slick and warm as they brushed against him.

Zack's news of a unique club makes his twin sister curious. When Zack whispers to his twin sister, Zoe, about a clandestine club steeped in taboo pleasures, a forbidden spark ignites her curiosity. The club promises raw, transformative ecstasy, where desires are sculpted and boundaries dissolve. As Zoe immerses herself in its sultry rituals, the line between her and Zack blurs, their sibling bond twisting into something dangerously intimate. In a haze of lust and forbidden connection, they explore a world that molds their deepest urges, claiming each other in ways that defy all norms.

She opened her eyes and watched Scot's face which was filled with pleasure while his eyes were closed. Then suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at Zoe, her heartbeat increased because of his handsomeness. Scot smiled at her and he pressed his lips against hers. She smiled back at him and wrapped her arms around his neck while she pulled him closer to herself. "Ahhh…" Unintentionally she moaned loudly as he released his sperm inside of her. Scot stayed glued to her body for a while as he panted heavily. Then he placed his hands on her breasts as he buried himself again in her inside. Then again he pounded into her fast. After he was done again he sat on a chair that was at the rooftop and

she teased, circling my clit with the vibrator but never settling, never giving me the pressure I desperately needed. "Please... Alice... touch me. Fuck me. Anything... oh god..." I was losing my mind. The pleasure was a torment, a sweet agony that had me straining against my bonds. Finally, she pressed the vibrator against my clit. "Oh! FUCK!" I screamed, my back arching off the bed. The sensation was immediate and overwhelming. It was different from Stefan's tongue, more precise, more relentless. She worked me over with it, watching my face contort with pleasure, a small, satisfied smile on her lips. I was babbling, moaning, my hips bucking against the powerful vibrations. "Yes... right th

Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

I circled my swollen clit, gasping as the slick coated my fingers. “Fuck, girls…” Ari grinned, hopping onto the kitchen counter, spreading her legs wide. Her skirt bunched up, exposing her dripping folds. “Come here, Yara. Let’s scissor; get that pussy rubbing mine.” I climbed up, our legs intertwining, wet cunts pressed together in hot, slippery friction. We ground hard, clits bumping as our juices mixed into obscene squelches. “Oh shit, yes,” I moaned, rolling my hips as waves of pleasure built.

She kept stroking me through it until the aftershocks faded and I had to gently push her hand away, oversensitive. I rolled toward her and pushed her onto her back. Her legs fell open easily. I kissed down her throat, across her breasts, lingering to suck each nipple until she squirmed. Lower still, over the soft plane of her stomach. The scent of her arousal reached me before I even parted her folds with my fingers. She was slick and swollen. I settled between her thighs and licked a long stripe from her entrance up to her clit. The taste was sharp and clean. Her hips jerked and she made a low sound that went straight through me.