Short Erotics Stories Novels & Stories

In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They just want to be ruined, reshaped and overly pleased because their bodies bleed and burn with an obsession that runs deeper for any cure, except one. High voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. You’ll be left glancing through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you will be reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test thei

he whispered as he coaxed me to my back and started unbuttoning my shorts, "I really want you" Oh my God, I almost came on the spot. Moving to the end of the bed, he pulled my shorts off me, in the process moving me down the bed so my arms were over my head. He threw them to the side. My legs opened for him; I could feel the cool air envelope my hot wet sex. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and dived right into my sopping pussy, I let out an auditable groan, then I heard "shhh" Great I need to contain my pleasure, this maybe hard.

The brunette locked her gaze onto mine, her eyes dark and daring with mischief as she deep-throated the cock in front of her until her nose pressed against his groin. Heat flooded my face, burning my chest and settling in my core. My clit throbbed with every wet slap, every grunt, every glimpse of sweaty skin. I squeezed my thighs together, seeking pressure, but it only sharpened the ache, making my breath come in shallow pants. Without conscious decision, my hand moved downward and my fingers pressed over the fabric of my shorts, rubbing slow circles against my pussy. A soft whimper escaped me as the seam of my shorts pressed right against my clit hard enough to send sparks up my spine. But

I nodded as I grabbed my boob and pinched my nipple slightly. I curled my toes, reached back, and clawed at his arm. "Cum, slut" My body obeyed the command at once. I screamed, my cum sprayed everywhere. In a few seconds, Damon slammed his cock into me a few more times. Then she released shots of his hot cum into my ass and pulled out. His cum dripped out of my ass onto the floor, mixing with my cum. We lay down side by side, catching our breaths. "Ella"

********************The Long Glass Stretch, was so intense and dirty but she didn’t care all mine at all all she always want is to have sex and getting fuck by different type of objects each and every time and that’s exactly what she is getting now in her pussy, trying out new big, wide, large and massive objects every time she gets***********************

I tried to grind down, to take his fingers deeper, but he pulled his hand out completely from my shorts He lifted off my body, stood beside the bed, towering over me again “I want you naked now. Remove those shorts” His voice was all command, deep and manly, leaving no room for argument. I didn’t waste time. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband, slid the silky shorts down my hips and over my thighs “Good. Now open those legs wide. I want to see what is mine” What is his? The words echoed in my head. I didn’t complain though. I opened my legs wide, knees falling apart, exposing everything to him. His eyes roamed over my body slowly, then rested between my legs… just like they did in his house

He had his dick out, his hand moving in a frantic blur as he listened to me describe how the inside of my pussy feels while his father was ruining me. “Jesus Christ! Don't stop, baby! Keep talking! Keep moaning!” Preston begged as he sucked on my breasts causing my toes to curl. "Tell him how the bushy hairs tickle your balls every time you slam home," I whispered, my voice a filthy lure. "Oh, Enid!" Preston roared. He lost all control. He withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with a force that made the heavy desk creak and groan. The legs of the desk scraped across the floor with a loud, metallic screech. I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, h

“Take this dick you’ve been craving for. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To be a cheap, easy fuck for a man on a roof?” He slammed into her, over and over, the wet, rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh echoing in the night. Elara felt the coil of her orgasm tightening, a vicious spring wound to its breaking point. She was babbling, nonsense words and pleas, her fingers scrambling for purchase on his sweat-slicked back. “Please… oh god, don’t stop… it’s so deep…” “Gonna come?” he gritted out, his rhythm becoming even more frenzied. “Gonna come or gonna squat?”

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

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?'