Steamy Literature Novels & Stories

EASTON March 2024—Oakdale City Throbbing. My ass was fucking throbbing and my whole body felt like it got ran over by a truck. Well, Ilay Lermontov was no different from a fucking truck. Everywhere hurt. Not just my butt hole, but my heart, and... Everywhere. Every fucking part of my body hurt. I heard the sound of shower running, and I took that as a clue that Ilay had disappeared into the bathroom after he was done using my body as his cum dumpster.

EMMA The walk up the stairs felt like a fever dream. My legs were still shaky from the two massive orgasms Sarah had ripped out of me downstairs, and my inner thighs were slick with a mixture of my own juices and her saliva. Jake’s cum had dried in streaks on my skin, but my pussy was already throbbing again, aching to be filled. Sarah led us by the hand—her full, naked body glowing under the hallway light, heavy tits bouncing with every step, ass jiggling enticingly. Jake followed close behind, his thick cock still rock-hard and bouncing, glistening from fucking Sarah’s cunt.

Steaming Temptation The water bubbled warmly around my body as I slipped into the neighbor’s hot tub at 1:15 AM, the steam rising into the cool night air. I knew I was trespassing, but after another fight with my boyfriend, I needed an escape. The backyard was dark except for the soft blue glow of the tub lights. I had seen Lucas using it many nights from my bedroom window, the tall, muscular single dad next door who always seemed to be working out or relaxing alone.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

“And you look like trouble.” Sophia laughed quietly, then shifted closer. Their thighs brushed. The contact sent a spark through both of them. For a few moments, they simply sat in the steamy heat, letting the temperature build. Sweat began to trickle down Isabelle’s neck, between her breasts, and over the soft curve of her stomach. Sophia watched the droplets with open appreciation. “You’re beautiful when you’re glistening like this,” Sophia murmured. She reached out and gently traced a finger down the center of Isabelle’s chest, following the path of a single bead of sweat until it disappeared between her breasts. Isabelle’s breath hitched.

Clothes fell away, one piece at a time and in a blink they were both stark naked. Something tightened inside me. Heat curled low in my stomach, My thighs pressed together as that familiar ache stirred inside me. I could already feel the pulsating sensation in my already wet pussy. I watched the man on the tv spread the lady's legs apart, his dainty fingers slowly trailed to her sleek dripping pussy and he began trailing circles around it while his mouth and other hand worked wonders on her D cup breasts. The woman's moans of ecstasy filled the room. I was salivating. My mind drifted… unwanted…uninvited… Dominic!

But my wear suddenly felt too tight across the shoulder, way too warm. My fingers fidgeting, I opened the Rite book. “I exorcise thee, unclean spirit–” She arched, deliberately. The torn dress slid higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the shadow forming between her thighs revealing no undergarments. Just slick, swollen flesh catching the candle light. She was already wet and dripping, her scent filling the space which hit me. My mouth went dry. “Keep reading,” she purred. “The words make me throb. Makes me want to clench around something thick and holy.”

(Lila's pov) The steam filled the bathroom thick and heavy as I stepped under the scorching spray. Mom was supposedly out running errands for most of the day, so I allowed myself to relax completely. I lathered my full breasts slowly, pinching and rolling my sensitive nipples while my mind replayed all the filthy things Daddy had done to me. My hand drifted lower between my thighs when the door suddenly opened. Mark stepped inside, already pulling his shirt off over his head, revealing his powerful chest and arms.

“And Evelyn? Wear whatever makes you feel like the filthy little obsession you are.” I left his office on unsteady legs, my thighs were filled with dried juice while I clutched the leather book like a dirty secret.That night in my dorm, I read the marked passages slowly, touching myself the entire time. The words blurred with my own fantasies, his fingers, his voice and the way he had commanded my orgasm like he already owned it.