Shadow Erotica Novels & Stories

Oh, I smell your sweet arousal and it’s so freaking divine. Oh, baby... lift your butt off the bed and slide your hand over your pussy, over your cute panties and feel your own damp arousal. Keep playing with your breasts with one hand and caress your crotch with the other. Do you feel that wonderful fluttering in your belly... and that crazy craving? Oh, fuck... you’re making me so horny watching you do this. Now slide your hand down inside your panty and dip into that sweet wetness, let your fingers slide over and dance around on your sensitive pussy lips. Yes, that’s it. That is so fucking it. Now slide in your other hand and push your panties down your shapely thighs, now kick them off c

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.

Lara slid her hand down beneath the waistband of her shorts. The first touch was tentative, testing. A slow rub that had her breathing out a shaky sigh. The danger of it, the proximity of her roommate only a few feet away, made her pulse throb harder. She pushed deeper, fingers finding slickness, circling her clit in lazy strokes.

His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve and line. He leaned down, his breath hot on my inner thigh. I gasped softly, anticipating his touch. His fingers traced the lace of my thong, sending shivers down my spine. He hooked a finger under the fabric and slowly pulled it aside, exposing my most intimate place. My pussy. His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I gasped, my back arching off the desk. He sucked and licked, his movements slow and deliberate, driving me wild with desire. I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me.

She offered her entire, gaping slick folds to the man gripping the oars, like a sacrifice upon an altar of dark lust. "Hah, hah... Sam-seok, look closely with your own two eyes." Slowly trailing her slender fingers downward, she slickly traced her drenched center and whispered. "Because of that brutal cock of yours, my cunt is dripping wet and gaping open like a bitch in heat..." Flaunting it as if putting on a forbidden show for the man's voyeuristic eyes, she stretched the sticky, lewd nectar from her fingertips like a spider's web, and began to shamelessly touch herself, rubbing her swollen pearl in slick circles.

"I'm flattered, Mrs. Melinda. It's important you feel comfortable here. Now, let's dig a little deeper. What kind of erotica draws you in? The kind that builds slowly, or something..something more.. direct?" In my mind, I pictured her reading about a doctor like me, hypnotizing a patient into submission. Her body arching under my commands. I watched her bite her lips, considering her answer. This was going to be exquisite. She shifted on the couch, uncrossing and recrossing her legs. "It's mostly the forbidden ones, of course. Power dynamics, losing control to someone trustworthy. Scenes where the mind opens up and the body follows. I dream about it.. being guided, touched in ways I can't ad

She had never craved for a man's cock as much as she craved his at that moment and she had no idea why. Perhaps it was his dangerous calmness, or how he reaked of sin. Or maybe it was because he was the hottest man she had ever set her eyes on. Whatever it was, she wanted it. She wanted that darkness to be wrapped around her like a blanket. Thinking about him all night gave her goosebumps. She remained wet until morning. She had no other choice but to pull out her rose toy. Cummig for the third time that day seemed to do the trick, and she ended up sleeping like a baby early the next morning.

Someone fed her their cock and she took it greedily, hollowing her cheeks, tears already streaking the gold dust on her face. They never rushed. Every touch was choreographed: a bite here, a soothing lick there, a sudden slap across her breast that made her gasp around the cock in her throat. The chains sang with every jerk of her body. Lila appeared wearing a harness of black straps and a thick silicone cock that gleamed under the lights. She pressed against Sasha’s back, whispered, “Breathe,” and pushed in without warning. Sasha’s scream was muffled by the cock sliding deeper down her throat. The dual penetration was immediate, overwhelming. The audience moaned when they saw her eyes roll

"Now that I know I can survive...It's time to let in some of the light." When it was my turn I started to hyperventilate as I felt like I had so many eyes watching me. I had this urge to bury myself under something just to get away. Atlas wraps his strong arms around my body. I need him more than I thought as I felt my body calming down the more I breathed in his smell.

I moaned softly, my teeth clenched tightly as I felt it coming, a load of breathtaking sensation, the same I always experienced when I touched myself to lesbian p**n. “Fuck! Olivia,” I panted. Fingers deep in pussy, lips parted, with a crying face. “I want to fuck you so bad,” I said as I fucked faster. The words slipped out of my mouth like water spilling over. But then I felt it again. That strange shiver crawling all over my skin like I was being watched. The brightness of the light from my laptop made me realize how dark it had gotten outside. Since I was taken in by my sexual desires. The brightness made it even harder to see if there was anyone else around watching.