Zombie Erotica Novels & Stories

She's nearly panting. "I was going to cum. Cum watching a display of lesbian incest. So dirty, so wrong, but I came, nearly collapsed, fighting to stay quiet. I failed. A squeak snuck out. Pam's head leaned back; her eyes went wide. Then she saw my hands, smiled, and went back to licking mom's pussy. I slipped away, to my room and masturbated again, sprawled naked on my bed, door closed, but not locked." Zoe's hand moves up her thigh. She looks towards the beach.

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

ARC 21 : SIREN’S FATAL EMBRACE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content including lesbian smut, fingering, squirting, tribbing/scissoring, oral worship, tail penetration (anal and vaginal), double penetration with tongue and tail, rough degradation, and intense orgasm control. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores raw and unrestrained desire. ------- Eli/Elara's POV The wind whipped across the deck of The Iron Kraken carrying the reek of unwashed men. I kept my head down with my shoulders hunched, trying to blend in

“Tell me how much you’ve thought about this. How many times you’ve touched this soaked pussy thinking about me ruining you.” “Shut up,” I moaned shamelessly, my head falling back. My legs trembled as he finger-fucked me harder, the heel of his hand grinding against my clit. The pressure was building unbearably, a coil tightening low in my belly. I was dripping down his hand, the slick sounds growing louder no matter how much I tried to stay quiet. Roman suddenly pulled his fingers out. I whimpered at the sudden loss, hating how empty I felt. Before I could protest, he gripped my waist with both big hands and lifted me onto the edge of the counter like I weighed nothing.

Hidden inches from his legs, close enough to smell him, close enough that if I leaned forward I could press my face against the hard outline still straining against his zipper. My hand slipped between my thighs without permission. Fingers glided easily through my fold. I circled my swollen clit slowly, biting back a moan as Maria kept talking about budgets and faculty meetings. Then Dade shifted in his chair. His legs spread slightly. One hand dropped casually to his lap...right in front of me. He unzipped himself with quiet efficiency. His cock sprang free...thick, long, veined, the head already glistening. It bobbed heavily inches from my face. The musky scent of him hit me like a drug.

“How about I fuck you in your wedding dress minutes before the ceremony? I won’t use a condom. I’ll fill you up and have you walk to the alter, drenched in my sticky cum. I’ll pump you so fucking full, they’ll be running down your legs.” I shriek as my orgasm slams into me, squirting all over the place and shaking like a fucking leaf while Zoey grunts from the feeling of my pussy clenching around her. Her words dissolve into loud moans and groans as her hips begin to fly at a faster pace. Her shaft swells inside of me, growing even harder than it already is and I know she’s about to come. The sound of our flesh slapping each other fills the room and it’s the most erotic thing I’ve heard all

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

My panties rip. Cool air touches my pussy. I'm exposed. Zeke steps back. He pulls his pants down. His zombie cock springs out. It's thick and veined, the skin mottled green and black. Pus drips from the tip. It smells foul, like curdled milk and decay. Precum leaks in thick globs. Yellow and sticky. I gag at the smell. He grabs my hips. Flips me around. My face presses against the wall. Rough wood scrapes my cheek.

“We’ll start slow.” The comments scrolled faster. “Grind on her.” “Slip your hand under.” “Use toys!!” Maya squeezed her eyes shut. “They want toys already?” “They’re eager.” Zoe grinned. “Lucky for them—I came prepared.” She leaned off the bed, reaching into the top drawer of her nightstand. Maya groaned when she saw the little stash Zoe had hidden away: a slim purple vibrator, a glass dildo, a sleek remote-controlled bullet. Zoe laid them out on the bedspread like precious jewels, right in front of the camera.

ZAP! The Love Bunny showed its affection differently with little love bites. The electric pulses weren’t very strong, but for the overly stimulated nerves, a whole new level of sensation drove London over the edge. She had no idea if she was squirting, cumming or peeing anymore. Everything was a mess, and London looked at the timer. Would she survive all six rounds?