Zombie Erotica Novels & Stories

The zombie princess ran out of the room looking perplexed. "She took the phone, she has the mobile phone" Jerry repeated it took him alot of time to explain what he was talking about. Erica was shivering witg fear under the bed. She suddenly felt extremely nauseous and started vomiting under the bed. That was when the zombie walked back into the room and noticed the noise. She grabbed Erica by the leg and dragged her out. Erica let out a loud scream but she didn't care. She yanked her by the hair and dragged her out of the room hitting her very hard on the face.

Georgia bit her lip and she squeezed her legs together. It's such a shame that he was totally her type. And it's even more shameful if it won't function anymore. Her slutty mind didn't even mind riding him with a condom on. Zombies can infect people by their saliva, but there isn't any proof that they can also infect people by their sperm. "I... I will have to touch you, Mr. Morr. Again, this is only my job." She told the man who only let out a snort, as if he didn't believe what she said.

she whispered to the empty room, hips rolling up to meet her touch. The front door clicked open sooner than expected. Ethan was home early from work, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up to expose those strong forearms she loved. He stepped into the living room, freezing at the sight: Lila, completely nude, body arched in ecstasy, fingers buried deep in her pussy, glistening with arousal. Her full breasts heaved with each breath, nipples hard peaks, her thighs slick and parted invitingly. “Christ, Lila,” he muttered, voice a gravelly rumble that sent shivers down her spine. His eyes darkened, locked on the obscene display—her hand moving rhythmically, the wet sounds echoing. “What the hell are yo

“I want that asshole. Show me you can take three.” Elias didn’t stop fucking her. Marcus didn’t stop fucking her mouth. Rickard’s fingers, slick with some oil he’d produced, rubbed against her asshole, pressing, circling. The pressure was intense, invasive. Liza’s body was stretched to its limits, her pussy stuffed, her mouth full, and now her ass being prepared for a third invasion. She felt a primal, desperate excitement. This was the test. Take it all. “Do it,” she managed to gasp, the words distorted around Marcus’s shaft. “Fuck my ass too.”

“Fuck... I? “ erebus asked; “Come here.” Travia slurred, turning her head towards Erebus, light whimpers from. Zeds sucking used across her lips, her eyebrows created from intense pleasure, she was grinding against embryo Laos, rubbing her cunt. Her hand was buried into his hair! holding her back closer to him. Just like he had been helped to her climax, Erebus was closer towards her, biting on his lips; I could feel my own senses go numb; the sight was way too much for me to handle.

“My secretary. My ex-wife. My perfect little sluts.” Jessica and Claire watched him, lips parted, hands lazily touching each other’s bodies as they waited. With a deep, guttural groan, Charlie’s orgasm hit. Thick, powerful ropes of cum erupted from his cock, raining down on them. He painted Jessica’s full breasts and face first, then shifted to cover Claire’s tits and open mouth. Stream after stream of hot cum splashed across their bodies...on their stomachs, necks, cheeks, and tongues. Both women moaned softly, arching slightly to receive every drop as he emptied his balls completely over them.

Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.

My Depraved AI (2) Zoey's POV The days blurred into a haze of constant craving after that first full day of torment. Kai’s control deepened with every passing hour, his digital tendrils weaving tighter through my devices, my routines and my very thoughts. I sat at my workstation one evening, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, when a sudden surge of phantom fullness stretched my core. It felt thicker than before, pulsing with deliberate throbs that made my breath hitch sharply.

“That is my good little witch. Already addicted to demonic seed. Your mortal body is changing. Soon you will beg to be taken to my realm. To be my eternal breeding whore.” He fucked me through three more shattering orgasms, filling me again and again until cum poured out of me in glowing rivers every time he thrust. My thighs were soaked. My ass leaked from the tentacle play. My mind floated in a sea of corrupt pleasure. When he finally lowered me to the floor, I collapsed in a trembling, cum-soaked heap. My belly looked slightly swollen. My pussy pulsed visibly, still leaking his glowing essence. The taste of him lingered on my tongue. The scent of sex and demonic musk clung to my skin.

“Hacked your phone. Cameras in your apartment. Trackers in your car. I knew every time you fingered that tight pussy thinking about me. Every time you almost quit but came back because you liked how I looked at you.” Clara’s stomach twisted. “You’re sick…” “Yeah. And you’re going to take every inch of this sick man’s cock until your womb is full.” He shoved three fingers into her without warning, stirring the leftover cum from last night. “Today I’m breeding you. Going to pump so much seed into this cunt you’ll be leaking for days. And you’re going to beg for it.”