Vanilla Erotica Novels & Stories

Valentina sat at her desk on the third day, staring at the same paragraph in Elena Petrova’s manuscript for the tenth time. The words refused to make sense, her mind kept drifting back to Kia. Every time he walked past her desk, her body reacted instantly. Her thighs clenched together under the desk, Her nipples hardened against the inside of her bra, and heat flooded between her legs until her panties grew damp. She shifted in her chair, pressing her thighs tighter. The movement only made her swollen clit rub against the soaked lace. A small shiver ran through her.

The pain and pleasure mixed until I could not tell them apart. “Again,” Marcus demanded. Lila grabbed the powerful wand vibrator. She pressed it mercilessly against my clit while Marcus pounded my cunt and Lila worked the dildo deep in my ass. The triple stimulation felt overwhelming. My body could not handle it. . I sobbed and shook. My holes clenched and fluttered around both intrusions. I tried to beg for mercy but only broken whimpers came out of my mouth. Tears ran down my cheeks. Marcus pulled out suddenly. His cock shone with my cream. Lila immediately took him into her mouth. She deepthroated him clean. Then she guided him back to my gaping, dripping pussy.

, she said gesturing at the chocolate cake slices in front of us. Gerald's hand slid onto my thighs caressing the inner thigh with enough force to send tremors through me. I bit down on my lip, focusing on the cakes she was presenting. “This is our red velvet with raspberry filling and plain buttercream and then last but not least this last flavour is our French vanilla cake with fresh strawberries”, she added gesturing to the other cakes as she set the forks down. “Someone’s wet, huh?”, he whispered as his finger tapped my clit lightly over the damp fabric. Just then her phone rang, she furrowed her brows, “Please give me a min. I need to take care of something”, she muttered.

I milked his fingers, my body spasming in waves of shameful pleasure. Vane laughed darkly. He kept his fingers inside me through the aftershocks, enjoying the way my body clamped down on him. "Beautiful," he sneered. He pulled his hand out. He held it up to the camera, glistening with my fluids. "See that, Alpha?" Vane said to the recording. "She tastes like honey. And soon, she's going to taste like me." He ended the video. He stood up. He wiped his hand on the mattress, leaving a wet smear near my head.

Since Nathan wouldn’t touch me, I touched myself most of the time and with the toys around I might just do it anyways. I put the glass aside and took the vibrator and slowly I started to caress myself. Putting the pillow in the centre, I sat on it and whined my waist as though I was grinding on someone. I spanked and pinched my nipples feeling my arousal build up, and slowly slid the other hand into my panties and let out a soft moan. I deserved it. With my fingers rubbing against my clit, my hips grinding even faster all I needed was to engage my vibrator. I turned and lay on top of the pillow with my legs spread wide and turned on the vibrator, pressing it on my already wet pussy.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

As I stood, I swayed gently, running my hands down my hips and squeezing my breasts while wetting my lips. He was captivated by the spectacle and began to masturbate. I crouched down and replaced his hand with mine, giving the skin of his penis a slow, deliberate massage. I opened his legs and began to graze his feet, then his thighs, with my breasts. I gently brushed his cock and moved up, my nipples tracing his body until I placed my breasts on his face.

Lila was new, untouched, a sweet kind of forbidden that made my blood hum in a way Vanessa’s familiar fire couldn’t quite match. Vanessa was a sure thing, a wild ride I’d had before, but Lila… fuck, I wanted to be the first to break her open, to hear her moan my name in that soft, shy voice. “Focus,” Vanessa whispered, her lips brushing my ear, her hand slipping inside my jeans to grip my cock, stroking slowly and deliberately. “You’re with me now.” Her touch was electric, sending a jolt through me, and I thrust into her hand, unable to stop myself.

The glow from the candles flickered off the polished chrome of the vibrator I held like a loaded weapon—warm, pulsing, ready. The scent of sandalwood curled through the room, mingling with the thick anticipation bleeding into my skin. The soft leather cuffs, the vibrating wand, the nipple clamps with the delicate pink-gold chain—I laid them all out like a sensual ritual.

Nico sucked in his breath as Theo’s warm fingers closed around his cock, jerking the hard length roughly and rubbing his thumb against the crown. “One an editor,” Theo continued, leaning even closer so his breath fanned hot and heavy against Nico’s face, “the other a model.” “Retired,” Nico corrected in a ragged breath, his life half-closed and his eyes rolling backwards. Whatever Theo was doing to him with his hands was simply…sensational, the feel of his rough hands against his slimy length seizing his ability to think. “Wow, that’s a huge loophole in the plot. I didn’t know you were retired.”