Voyeur Erotica Novels & Stories

“Brave. Or stupid. Come on. I’ll give you the tour.” He didn’t touch her at first. Just walked her through the lounges. One room had a massive glass wall looking into a scene already in progress—three bodies tangled on silk sheets, moans muffled by the thick glass. Maya’s thighs pressed together as she watched a woman arch between two men, one buried in her mouth, the other fucking her slow and deep. “Like what you see?” Victor asked, stepping close behind her. His breath brushed her ear. “It’s… intense.”

Command after command. Vee: Faster on your clit. Add a third finger. I whimpered softly as I stretched myself, three fingers thrusting deeper while my other hand worked my clit with firmer strokes. My legs shook, spread obscenely wide on the chaise. Sweat beaded along my collarbone, trickling down between my breasts. The sounds I made grew louder, less controlled—moans and gasps that felt far too real for a paid session. “You’re close, aren’t you?” Vee’s voice dropped even lower, almost a growl. “I can hear it. Hold it. Don’t you dare come until I say.”

"Late show again. I pick the movie." His eyes darkened with interest. "Yeah? What you got in mind, Ari?" I showed him my phone, the listing for a hardcore erotica film—explicit, no holding back, the kind with intense scenes that would make anyone blush. "This one. On purpose." He laughed low, pulling me on top of him. "You're turning into a little freak. I love it. Let's go."

Luckily, she enjoyed most of the sites, particularly those featuring erotic stories. She also really enjoyed the amateur and voyeur photo sites. The first time we "stumbled" across my favorite voyeur site, Linda said, "There's something really sexy and taboo about seeing naked pictures of someone's wife, co-worker, or neighbor." "Or sister," I almost added, but held my tongue. We'd look at the pictures and stroke each other. We'd invent histories about the people featured. We'd wonder how the husbands or boyfriends felt about their partners showing themselves off to the world. The more we looked and talked, the more it excited me to think about showing off Linda.

In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They just want to be ruined, reshaped and overly pleased because their bodies bleed and burn with an obsession that runs deeper for any cure, except one. High voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. You’ll be left glancing through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you will be reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test thei

Soon, I came with a scream, my cream filling his mouth, my body shaking, my back arching off the mattress. He crawled up my body, his cock pressing against my entrance, hot and insistent, but he didn't push in. Instead, he reached into his nightstand, pulling out a vibrator, black, with a curved tip designed for maximum stimulation. The sight of it made my pussy clench with anticipation. "Ever been fucked by two things at once?" he asked, his voice dark. "No." “Today will be your first.” He pressed the vibrator against my clit, turning it on low,

Like to what? Her pressing back into me, my cock in her ass crease. "You know. Watch. Watch my son fuck me." My life, in a few months, from normal to this, "Yes, I want to watch your son put his hard cock in his mother's pussy and fuck her." She groans, moves, lining me up, "I can tell you from experience, it's incredibly erotic. Watching the wrongness, the taboo." "Should I fuck you now?" "Oh Dan, yes. I need your cock."

I pleaded, shocking myself. “No,” Damien replied. Meanwhile, the man drove his fingers into her with a ruthless speed and I felt my own walls clench on thin air, needing to be filled by Damien’s fingers urgently. The rougher he got with her, the higher my lust climbed. My mind screamed for the man to just fuck her and I didn’t recognize my inner voice. Why was I loving it so much? I never knew I had a voyeur kink and it was better than any fantasy I could have ever had, obliterating all the others.

And the beautiful girl was. Only now she had turned over and her perfect backside was on display and I found that JUST as fascinating as were the girl’s beautiful face and breasts. I let out an involuntary sigh and resumed my voyeuristic pastime. I was beginning to feel an erotic itch, deep between my legs as I continued to stare and contemplated what I might do next. I felt like a sleazy peeping Tom. Obviously, I thought, I should just close the sliding glass windows and leave for dinner…or a drink…or anything to get my mind off this lovely creature that had me so confused and excited.

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.