Using Ai To Write Erotica Novels & Stories

As if enjoying a double penetration was not enough, Dahlia got closer and leaned forward and without a second thought, she started massaging Athena’s clitoris. An overwhelmed Athena screamed in bliss, certain that yet another climax was seconds away as the desert echoed with her blissful cries and her moans reverberated all through.

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.

I remembered his mouth on my neck last night, nipping, sucking, sending sparks straight to my core. My hand moved of its own accord, sliding up my thigh, pushing the hem of my pencil skirt higher. The fabric whispered against my skin, cool air kissing the exposed flesh. I traced the edge of my stockings, garters still clipped from the day, and imagined Noah's rough palms doing the same slow, deliberate, building the need until I begged.

My breath ache , heavy with need — need to be touched, fondled , licked… “ Good thing you’re just as hungry as I am , Mami. I’m not really in the mood to pick on my food.” He’s making an analogy with food and it should sound innocent but it’s the dirtiest thing I have heard in a while. My body hums with electricity, ears whooshing with blood violently rushing through me. One hand pinches a hard nipple through my clothes and I melt into his arms. We share a heated look filled with anticipation, the air around us charged with something strong. He claims my lips without warning and I match his pace, sucking on each other’s lips like two starving people.

Or she might be scrupulously careful, not a hair in sight, and I’ll have to come up with another pretext to tie her up to that four-poster bed. Suddenly, I flash on an idea. What if I “make” Eva write down all her dirtiest fantasies as an assignment? An instant treasury of scripts for future games. I can hear her voice tremble as she reads—Then you bend me over your desk and lube my asshole with the ointment you keep tucked in the drawer for special “lessons”… I love fucking Eva in every hole, but nothing turns me on more than slipping deep inside her sweet, dirty mind.

“Anyone looking up will see you getting fucked.” The thrill hit me even though it wasn’t real. He pushed my dress up and entered me from behind. His thrusts were deep and powerful. The elevator moved as he fucked me, adding to the sensation. “Such a dirty girl,” he growled in my ear. “Letting an AI use your body like this. Your pussy is dripping down your thighs.” “Harder, Sir,” I begged. “Fuck me like you own me.” Kai gripped my hair and slammed into me. The glass vibrated with each thrust. I came hard, moaning loudly. He followed soon after, filling me.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Kai whispered, teeth grazing skin. “I love it,” Ryan breathed, arching into the touch. “More.” Kai flipped him onto all fours, entering him again, slower this time, building the heat. “You're addicted already. Admit it.” “Yes, fuck, yes,” Ryan moaned, pushing back. The raw stretch, the unrelenting pace, it stripped him bare. By dawn, Ryan lay spent on the floor, Kai's arm draped possessively over him. The AI's eyes glowed faintly. “Merry Christmas, Ryan. Your gift is eternal.”

Hot wet sounds filled the room as Bethany’s pussy welcomed and wrapped itself around the fat intruder. “Oh Bethany, I love you so much, and to show it I am going to give you the best orgasm you’ve ever had. Would you like that precious? Do you want your mama to make you cum?” I asked through my own hard breathing. “Oh… oh fuck yeah mama I need to cum so bad… make me cum hard!” she begged. The heady froth of her little pussy drenched my cock and I knew she was about ready to explode. I quickened my pounding while swiveling my hips, priming her body for orgasmic overload.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r