Sexy & Smart Erotica Novels & Stories

I wrapped my hand around the base, stroking slowly and firmly, savouring the friction. To amp it up, I grabbed my phone from the side table, thumbing open a private browser. Porn—something quick and dirty. I scrolled to a video of a brunette in a rain-soaked shirt, her body arching as a guy peeled it off. The actress moaned, it was fake but effective to heighten the mood, her tits bouncing as he fucked her against a wall.

Sasha lowered her pussy onto Abegail’s waiting mouth. Abegail’s world narrowed to sensations. The weight of Sasha on her face, the taste of her on her tongue. The relentless, pounding drive of Kael’s cock splitting her open, hitting a spot deep inside that made her see stars. The slap of Leo’s balls against her chin. She was a vessel for their pleasure, and in turn, her own pleasure spiraled higher, coiling tighter than before.

The basement air clung to their skin like a second lover, thick with the scent of sweat, leather, and the sharp metallic bite of lube and cum. Maya lay curled against Étienne’s chest on the wide leather chaise, blanket draped loosely over her hips, her body still humming from the last brutal wave he’d dragged out of her. Every breath pulled at the fresh welts across her thighs, the deep ache in both holes, the sticky film that coated her from navel to knees.

Wet sounds filled the quiet cabin. "You feel amazing," Seraphina moaned. Her hands gripped Isolde's hips. "I am. You’re mine now," Isolde whispered, grinding against her. "My sweet, innocent apprentice." The pressure built for both of them. Their juices mixed and coated their thighs. Isolde moved faster. The friction on Seraphina's clit made her whimper. She came first, shaking and pressing harder against Isolde. The orgasm spread through her body. Isolde followed soon after, moaning low and grinding through the pleasure.

“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.

Sara could hear how soaked she was every time he pumped his fingers in and out. “Yes… right there,” she gasped. Her thighs started to shake. She reached down and threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him against her. Professor Kane did not seem to mind. He ate her out with more hunger, licking and sucking like he had been starving for her. Sara’s orgasm built fast. The pressure grew in her belly, spreading down to her pussy. Her walls clenched around his fingers again and again. She tried to stay quiet, but small whimpers kept escaping.

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

growling he asks. "Yess!" I scream as he buries his face between my legs on my soaking wet panties. He then rips my lace into pieces, leaving me bare. He then blows on my cunt making me moan in pleasure. "Look how wet and ready you are, missed my cock?"he asks licking up my slit. "Oh God yesss Ace" I moan loudly "That's my girl, let me hear you" he groans, send vibrations to my core making my body writhe in pleasure.

“Stick that tongue out and fuck me with it.” He obeyed like a man possessed, moaning into her pussy as she rode his face with no mercy. The room was soaked in heat, sweat, moans, and ilthy words. The scent of sex hung thick in the air and every inch of it was drenched in need. Dana bounced harder, her ass slapping against his thighs. “Fuck, he’s hitting it. Right fucking there. That spot!” Brittany’s fingers dug into his scalp, her thighs shaking. “Keep licking me, baby. Right there. Eat this pussy like it’s your last fucking meal.”

“That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pretty cries. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She moaned, pushing forward against his hand. “Dirty little girl.” He pinched her clit, loving the sound that escaped her mouth after. “On your hands and knees, Printsessa. You sound like you’re aching for more.” Charlotte immediately got on her hands and knees, imitating her current position on the screen. Maksim knelt behind her on the floor, lined up his cock with her entrance, and pushed into her in a slow torturous movement. Charlotte wiggled her ass back, wanting more.