Short Free Erotica Novels & Stories

“Take them off.” The embers of my desire blaze hotter at her words. Not wanting to break apart, I find a way to maneuver my shorts off. Amara giggles at my efforts but quickly loses her laughter when I roll on a condom and slip inside her warm, wet walls. She arches her back and throws her head back with a groan. Her folds shudder and tighten, making me groan in desire. I close my eyes feeling shockwaves of ecstasy rush through me. Her sharp nails dig into my sweat-soaked shoulders as her hips rise and fall in a carnal rhythm. Stars blink in and out of my vision, and a tidal wave of pleasure threatens to overtake me.

It was right there, smaller than the tip of my pinky, and I had to kiss it. "Ummm ... That feels nice," Shelly whispered. "Do it again." "You mean this?" I asked, giving her clitoris a lick instead. "Uh fuck!" she gasped. "More! Suck it, Bobby!" I guess my sexy blonde sexfriend must have been more excited than I suspected. Shelly grabbed my head with both hands and pulled my face between her thighs, wrapping her legs around my back as if she'd never let me go. It kind of surprised me, but maybe it shouldn't have. I mean, her pussy was less than a day old and I'm sure she must have been feeling some very strange and profound desires. Most women have years to explore and learn about themselves

Layla was still talking, back to us, rummaging through the fridge like she was hunting treasure. My fingers curled slightly, stroking the skin under Sara's shorts. She shifted in her seat. Just a little. I pressed my thumb gently into her thigh. Her breath caught. She reached for her glass of water, hand trembling faintly as she lifted it to her lips. Control, baby. I slid my hand higher—close enough to feel the heat of her. Close enough to remind her exactly where I'd been last night. And what I could do again in less than a minute if we were alone.

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”

She moaned, her hips moving against his hand, a desperate seeking motion for more. “You’re so eager, aren’t you, my love?” he whispered, slipping a finger inside her. Her inner walls clenched around him, hot and slick. She moaned, a deeper sound this time, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for the connection. He added another finger, his thumb finding her pulsing clit, rubbing gently, deliberately. Her breath hitched. “Tell me you like that,” he commanded softly, watching her face. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, a powerful rush that tightened her around his fingers.

The stranger's eyes were locked on her hand as she began pleasuring herself in earnest. Her middle finger circled her clit, sending waves of pleasure up her spine. The man pushed his boxers down, freeing his hard cock. Mia's mouth watered at the sight of him — thick, long, already leaking pre-cum from the tip. He wrapped his hand around his shaft, stroking slowly while watching her touch herself. Mia slid two fingers inside her pussy, moaning at the sensation. She worked them in and out, her thumb continuing to circle her clit.

She truly did enjoy the way he handled her but it wasn’t enough to give her an orgasm except if she added a vibrator. Reed watched proudly as Light pulled out and slammed inside into Lexi’s wet pussy. “Ah!” She moaned loudly, her hips swirling as if begging for more. This moment made him admit that Light was truly the freakiest among them all. Within a few minutes with sex demons, he was already balls deep inside one of them. Reed felt his cock growing harder the more he watched the erotic live p**n. He smoothly slid his hand into Red's leather pants and then slipped his fingers under her thong.

Perfect for nights like this. I also grabbed my phone. The secret folder was right there. I opened the video of all three of them playing basketball shirtless last summer. Their bodies glistened with sweat, muscles moving under tanned skin. Mike’s broad chest, Jax’s defined abs, Kane’s powerful arms as he jumped for the ball. Their laughs, their deep voices calling out to each other, it was all I needed. I spread my legs wide, knees bent, and ran the tip of the dildo along my soaked slit. I was dripping already, the silicone sliding easily through my wetness. With my other hand I hit play on the video, turning the volume low so only I could hear.

The short break ended too quickly. The air in the room felt thicker, heavier with the scent of arousal and the soft sounds of heavy breathing. The other participants had returned to their seats, faces flushed, bodies still visibly aroused. Lila remained in the center, her short skirt pushed up around her waist, thighs slick with her own juices from the powerful squirting orgasm Master Kane had forced from her. Master Kane stood beside a large floor-to-ceiling mirror that covered one entire wall. The red lighting reflected off the glass, making the space feel even more intimate and exposing.

“You’re such a good boy, Greg. Does this turn you on? Touching your mom’s best friend like this?” I nod, breathing fast. “Yes, a lot.” She smiles wickedly and glances down at the obvious tent in my shorts. “I can see that, look how hard you are for me.” She reaches out and cups my bulge, stroking me slowly through the fabric, I gasp loudly. “Take your shorts off,” she orders softly. “I want to see that young cock.” My hands move almost on their own, I push my shorts and boxers down, my hard cock springs free, leaking at the tip. Mrs. Harper wraps her soft, warm hand around me and strokes slowly, teasing the head with her thumb.