Novel & Cerita Short Erotic Books

A dark, erotic, romance novel. The goal was to stop thinking about Alexander, but only ten minutes into the book and I'm already imagining his hands all over me. I'm already imagining him bending me over the fucking window of my room and filling me up ruthlessly until all I can remember is the sound of his name on my lips.

She exclaimed coaxing his cock and then spreading her legs wider to engulf it. “Oh!” She cried as she felt how deep he went into her. Her head fell back as she got used to him inside her, but as she started to move, both groaned with ecstasy. He pinched her nipples and felt her tighten around him. She opened her eyes with surprise. “Again,” she said. He did it again. The walls that were warmly wrapped around his shaft squeezed him again. “Again,” she ordered. Delighted, he did. Whatever she asked. Again, and again. More, and more. End of Book 1

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

Finally he releases my fingers. As I slowly draw back from the hole he whispers to me again. "sit down, and take off your boots, I want to see your pretty feet, please let me see your pretty feet..." I do as he says, feeling possessed by this voice, this situation. I lean with my back against the cold glossy black tile of the wall behind me, stretching out my legs and arching my feet to tease him. The stall separates us, gives us anonymity, yet it still allows a contact so sexual, so erotic.

“Four cocks and nowhere to run.” Ryan fucked her throat deeper, making her gag around him. “Choke on it. Take it like the hungry slut you are.” Desmond’s hand cracked across the side of her tit, then the other, leaving red marks while he kept pinching her nipples. “Scream all you want. No one hears you down here except us.” Eric’s free hand slid down and rubbed her clit in tight, rough circles while Leo pounded into her. “Look at this cunt taking him so well. Already dripping all over the sheets.”

He hiked one of her thighs high around his hip, lined himself up, and slammed deeply into her, taking her in one long, deep stroke that drove every last drop of air from her lungs. Maria cried out, the stretch intense, her pussy walls burning deliciously as his fat cock stretched her to its limit before her cunt snapped back clinging to the size of his dick. He didn’t give her a second to adjust. His hips slammed forward again and again, each thrust hard enough to rock her hard against the shelves. Books shifted and thudded to the floor. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room. She clung to him, her nails digging deep into his shoulders through the open shirt, meeting every thrust of hi

His dick, already hard again, nudged against her entrance. "This is where you sign for rare books," he said, lining himself up. "Now you'll sign for this." He thrust back into her soaked channel, seating himself fully with one smooth motion. The position was deep, invasive. From here, he could see the entire library spread out before them, the rows of tables, the silent aisles. He fucked her slowly this time, with long, claiming strokes that filled her utterly. Each movement pushed her body forward on the desk, her palms slipping on the polished surface.

And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

Christ, she’s delicious. Philomena is tight and slick and warm around my cock, her perfect body squirming beneath me as I ride her into a whimpering mess. The sofa creaks and the cushions slide, a cell phone clattering to the floor, but I don’t give a damn—all I care about is the throaty little noises she makes when I hit the right spot inside her.

His hand strokes down my breasts. “There is you and me, we are fucking, and you stop. You drag me out of the room, into one of the rooms at Seductive Vibrations. Men and women are watching while you fuck me there. Slowly the single men join in. I watch as you get pleasure from me being fucked in every hole by other men.” I peek at him. His face is still perfect. Is he hiding how he feels?