Short Erotic Books Novels & Stories

I hovered over her, crashing my lips onto hers in a hot, messy kiss while my large hands cupped her full, heavy breasts, squeezing the soft flesh and rolling her sensitive nipples between my fingers. Anita moaned loudly into my mouth, her thighs spreading wide open for me. I slid my hand down her flat stomach, finding her wet, swollen heat between her legs. I buried two fingers deep inside her wet core, pumping them in and out with a slick, rhythmic motion while my thumb stroked her sensitive clit. "Ah! Kayzer, yes! Fuck, please!" Anita squealed, her back arching wildly off the mattress as her inner walls clamped tightly around my fingers, her entire body shaking as a powerful orgasm crashed

“We… we can’t…” But she didn’t stop me. I pushed two fingers between her legs and found her absolutely soaked. “Oh my God,” I moaned. “You’re dripping for me, Mrs. Harrington. Your perfect rich pussy is soaking wet for a teenage girl.” I rubbed her swollen clit in slow circles while kissing her neck. Elena’s head fell back, soft gasps escaping her lips. “This is wrong,” she whimpered, even as her hips started rocking against my hand. “My husband… oh fuck—”

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

I patted Cody, who was in my arms as I walked in with them and I allowed him to run around with them before leaving the room again. The door was left open in order to hear them from above the basement and I traced the whole house to find my secretary. She was now in my room, cleaning things. I leaned against the door frame as she picked up one of the books on my shelf. She gasped at its contents and I smiled. "What? You never seen an erotic book before?" She jumped as I walked closer to her, grabbing the book from her, and I read the sentence that made her blush. "He rubbed the inside of her thighs, his hands going up to the center of her heat, and a flick of his finger against her cl"t sent

my nose as I rubbed my face in her burning box. Juices ran down her crotch to her *ss as I traced the stream and started to push my finger into her *ss. "No," she uttered almost silently. I pulled my finger back for a few seconds as I felt her passion rising. I again dared to probe her a*shole with my finger. "No Hun," she again uttered louder denying me that treat which I never dared ask for before. I retreated my attention to her p*ssy, sucking harder one last time before I scooted up her body, reaching down to my d*ck and guiding it into her slippery box. I lay across her body planted kisses on her neck as my d*ck pushed in further and further into her p*ssy. I felt her p*ssy hairs again

Lauren's hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer to her pussy. Sylvester pressed the flat of his tongue hard against Karen's clit and started to flick it, making her moan against Lauren's pussy. She felt the buzz from her voice against her clit and groaned, pulling her in further between her legs. Slowly, she began to lick the outer folds of her pussy, using her finger to spread her lips, to rub between them, and find her hard little clit. She tasted so sweet, and her pussy was so warm on her tongue. She licked her the way as Sylvester was licking her, opening her lips with hers and then tonguing her hole, rubbing her clit with her finger. Sylvester was starting to make her moan harder

“I’m all yours “, I say. He pushes me to the bed and kneels In front of me, he takes my skirt off slowly and then starts to kiss the skin on my thighs. Then he takes my panties off and flips me around making me lay on my tummy. He smacks my ass, hard. He spread my legs apart and then slipped a finger into my soaked wet pussy. I whimper at the sensation. Oh fuck yesss. “I’m gonna make a mess of you”, he whispers. “So wey”,he mumbled from behind me, running his fingers on my sensitive core. He started plunging his finders deep inside me, my bank arched into the bed.

Petrov smiled as he replied, "That's good to hear, Tim. An erotic story can be much more descriptive than a p**n scene. Most young boys can't get enough p**n and it's nice when a young man takes the time to read a good erotic story. Which websites do you prefer for your stories?" Tim gasped again as Petrov used two fingers to stimulate his asshole. Petrov wasn't aiming for penetration at the moment, he just wanted the boy aroused enough to keep talking. Finally, the boy admitted to preferring Nifty and Literotica as his go-to erotic stories websites. Petrov knew that Literotica catered to a variety of genres but smiled knowing that Nifty had no heterosexual stories at all, though Nifty did h

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

Antonio’s kiss on her neck lingered, and the hands he wrapped around her waist seemed to be there even without his presence. “What am I suddenly…feeling this way….”. She opened her eyes and exhaled hotly. She could feel the wetness overflowing and her clits drumming and kicking for a touch. “Not now, this…this…is bad…should I?” She sat up and looked down. “I have to keep myself busy and my mind away from any erotic thoughts”. She walked to her small bookshelf and found a novel by a talented writer, CAROLUCHY. Unfortunately, it was an erotica novel. Doris gave it to her as a birthday gift years ago, and she never opened it, the deceit there is the title didn’t hint on the nature of the novel.