Stories Of Erotica Novels & Stories

She kept the pressure on until Claire was crying, until her body was so exhausted from the intensity of the orgasm that she could barely stand… Then, Colette pulled her fingers out, licked them clean, and looked at Claire with a dark, predatory hunger. "Strip," Colette commanded. "Get on the table." Claire scrambled to obey, pulling off her habit, her undergarments, everything, until she was lying vulnerable and exposed on the polished wood. Colette didn't wait. She climbed onto the table, straddling Claire. She spat onto her hand, smeared the saliva over her own clit, then wet Claire’s clit with the same fluid. She aligned their vulvas, the wet, skin-on-skin contact sparking a new wave of h

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“Rub your clit while you ride me. I want to feel this pussy cream one more time before I fill it.” She reached down, rubbing her swollen clit frantically as she bounced. Her moans turned into high-pitched, broken cries. Her walls started fluttering wildly around my cock again. “I’m gonna cum. Ethan, please!” “Cum then, you pathetic slut,” I snarled, thrusting up hard to meet her bounces. “Milk my cock.” Elara screamed, her whole body convulsing as another violent orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, gushing wetly all over my lap. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent cry, thighs shaking uncontrollably.

Grabbing my pen, I start to scribble on my diary again. "He looked at me! He fucking looked at me and I am so wet already! Gosh! I just want him to dig his fingers into my pussy and finger fuck me to tears. I don't care that he's a shady man with a mysterious life, I just want to be fucked by him! Imagine what it would feel like to be naked under him, and to have those lips around my nipples, and then have his fingers stroking my clit until I can't breathe anymore." I don't realize that I am squeezing my thighs together as my scribbling turns into vivid images in my head.

My assistant reported. “Cancel it” I replied and gestured for Camila to end the call. She quickly hung up and I could see the pure excitement in her eyes. “I knew you were horny sluts from the first day I saw you walking around in those short skirts and tight shirts” I whispered as I ran my hands over their exposed boobs. Their reactions to my touch was enough to tell me that I wasn't the only one that has been having fantasies. “Undress me” I commanded and they couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes as they quickly started unbuttoning my shirt.

I flailed for something to hold, grabbed the shower curtain then thought again because curtains cost money and anyway it wouldn’t have worked except as a metaphor for reck- less passion. So I braced myself as best I could, one hand on the slippery tiles, another on the tub edge. Steam enshrouded us carrying scents of cosmetics, visions of vanilla chiffon. Pale streaks of foam spiraled into the drain and vanished. His hands dug into my hips. In the midst of the vapor and wetness, his cock shored me up, enormous and substantial where I was soft and hidden. They wouldn’t show that in the movies. This wouldn’t even make a porno because it wasn’t camera friendly. Impossible to see our thrusting c

“There’s different subgenres there. Remember we also have ‘the divorced rich woman who marries a richer man in the end for happiness’ trope. There’s lots of different combinations available with stories about rich people.” Zach’s head began to spin with all of the extra details. The world of female marketed stories was more intricate than he had given it credit for and the job of being an erotica editor was harder than he had assumed. They had to make sure the story really did hit all the right points. He returned to his computer with new knowledge and continued his arduous task of reading draft applications. The rest of the work day passed by without any special events. *** Zach hesitated o

*Ezra begins to circle your clit with the vibrator, gradually increasing the pressure and speed. Oh god oh god oh god...it's so much...too much...! *I buck my hips wildly, unable to control my reactions as the vibrator assaults my sensitive clit. The intense stimulation is almost unbearable, pushing me to the brink of climax far too quickly.* Please...stop...I can't...I'm gonna cum... *I whine desperately, my nails digging into Ezra's shoulders as I fight the impending orgasm. But it's no use - with a keening cry, I arch my back and convulse around the vibrator, my release crashing over me in waves of ecstasy.*

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I bit my lip raw trying to keep silent when the occasional voice passed in the hallway. At some point her fingers slid into my hair again, stroking absently. “You’re shaking,” she observed quietly. “Still not coming, though. Progress.” I couldn’t answer. Any sound felt too close to a moan. When the hour finally ended she turned the vibrator off. The sudden absence made me whimper. She allowed the sound. “Out.” I emerged on hands and knees, eyes glassy, cock so hard the head looked almost purple. A continuous string of precum connected me to the floor. Vespera looked at the state of me and exhaled a soft, satisfied breath.