Vanilla Erotica Novels & Stories

filled the room, juices flowing, mixing with the melting ice, her thighs slick and quivering. Her climax hit, her scream echoing, body shuddering, mind blurred with pleasure. - - - Eva lay awake, the creaky bed shifting under her, Hayes’s steady breaths a soft rhythm in the dark. The vanilla candle burned low, its faint glow casting shadows across the cluttered desk, the air thick with their earlier sex. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen flaring with a text from an unknown number: *You looked beautiful against the wall*. Her heart froze, fingers fumbling as she deleted it, the harsh light stinging her eyes.

Erica asked before she quickly took her top off and headed towards them. “I’m in a fuckin’ coma or somethin’ because I dreamt last night. This can’t be a dream.” Ed said as Erica pulled her pants down and sat on Ed’s lap, gyrating her hips and pressing her own sexy ass around on Ed’s bare cock while Darla took her top off and put her tits right in Ed’s face; Ed fingered Darla while sucking on her nipple and let Erica just do her own thing with his cock before Erica took her blue thong off and straddled him, taking half of his thick cock at once before she started slowly bouncing up and down to ease the rest of him inside her, “This is amazing!” “You really are.” Erica said as she fucked away

After exploring Vanessa's sensitive area with his fingers until the woman was abundantly wet, Devon, who was already enveloped in a dense alcoholic passion, immediately aimed his large, hard-erect manhood at Vanessa's intimate opening. With one very rough, deep thrust, Devon's manhood slid into Vanessa's hole of pleasure. Vanessa shrieked in delight, arching her body and moaning loudly as Devon's manhood began to move in and out, pumping her body brutally without pause. Erotic screams of pleasure echoed throughout the silent apartment room.

she says, trying to ask for consent. I refuse to answer anything, then I begin to remove her bikini top, slowly while she sucks on my nipples. When I remove everything, I move down to her pant, I gently trace my finger straight to her pussy before removing the pants. I can feel the slippery liquid coming out from her pussy, I know she is very horny considering the amount of alcohol she has had this night. Vanessa’s mouth is still on my nipples while her right hand rests on my boxer. “Jax, you’re so hard, I miss touching and riding your cock.”

Ruby’s fingers dug into his back, the two of them staring into each other’s eyes as he started to thrust. “I wasn’t sure what to expect with you,” I mused, stroking myself softly, not enough to make myself finish as I watched them. “I thought maybe you’d pull out the fluffy handcuffs or something. You really are vanilla, aren’t you?” Zach laughed between kissing Ruby’s neck and shoulders. Her eyes were half-shut, a satisfied smile on her face as she moved with him, matching his thrusts. “The great thing about vanilla is that it can be used with anything,” Zach ground out. “You can only make it more exciting.”

I walk over to his desk, pushing the laptop back and taking its place on the desk, my legs spread wide apart. "Press my buttons instead, professor Ivan." I whisper, letting out a moan as my hand grips my right boob, squeezing hard. "You're asking for trouble, don't run when this darkness consumes you. You're giving yourself to me, but I hope you understand that I might never let go." He grunts and I nod. "Just take me, please." He gets up faster than I an blink and crashes his lips on mine, his hands getting rid of his pants.

The mattress dipped under my weight, the cool sheets a stark contrast to the fire building between us. "My turn to be in control," Vanessa announced, straddling my hips with a predatory grace. Her wet pussy slid along the length of my cock without taking me inside, her slick folds parting around my shaft like hot silk, coating me in her juices. The friction was exquisite torture—every glide sending waves of pleasure radiating from my groin, my balls tightening as I felt her clit bump against the underside of my head. She was dripping, her arousal hot and slippery, and the scent of her musk filled the air, intoxicating me.

But everything felt distant, dreamy The bed dipped again. A rich, warm scent filled the air… vanilla, sweet and familiar. Her favorite. Definitely from the bag! Her eyelids finally cooperated enough to lift to see Johnny kneeling over her, cock hard and up close, now smeared thickly with the vanilla body spread. The creamy white glistened along his length She didn’t hesitate. She leaned up and lapped at the base, tasting sweet vanilla and salt. Then she went higher— with slow, deliberate licks along the solid shaft. She swirled her tongue around the head, flicking the slit, collecting every drop.

Zephyr wore a downright wicked smile, watching me unravel in his arms and loving every moment of it. His movement became frenzied and erratic, the noise in his throat rising into something deep and animal. Our fast and rush thrusts became as fast as the rain as he fucked me hard and fast with no mercy and I relished every part of this. I was always a fan of vanilla sex but this was different, this was raw, violent, fast, rare, animalistic and it felt so godamn good. Every thrust felt like she was discovering different highs she never thought she would reach.

Distorted pictures of her—kneeling on the hard floor right in front of me, her tiny, shaking hands wrapped around my cock, her big, innocent eyes crying as she looked up at me. "Ohhhh fuck... Eva..." I growled into the dark, unable to stop the words from spilling out. “Ohhh, come on… ahhh… tsss…” I went faster. Suddenly, the air in the room shifted. The scent of vanilla grew instantly stronger. It wasn't coming from the vents above anymore. It felt like it was right here. Tap. Tap. My sharp ears caught it instantly—soft, bare footsteps rustling against the floor. My hand froze beneath the surface.