This is a compilation of short erotica stories that cuts across genders and sexual preferences. Are you the Bdsm type? Or you want something a bit tamer or in between? Then this book is for you! Come check it out!
This is a compilation of short erotica stories that cuts across genders and sexual preferences. Are you the Bdsm type? Or you want something a bit tamer or in between? Then this book is for you! Come check it out!
Yasmine's diary entry:
Rob's stepdaddy is back from his travels and I have to say that he is so hot. The moment I saw him, my pussy began to throb. He has a huge cock as I could see the outline of it in his pants. I know, I know, he is my boyfriend's step-dad and I shouldn't be such a cockwhore. I should stop having such thoughts but can you blame me? Rob doesn't know how to handle my insatiable cunt so most times I have to find other means to help myself. Maybe his stepdaddy will be interested?
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Later That Day:
I bit my lips lustfully as I saw Stefan, Rob's stepfather, walked into the living room where I was watching TV.
Stefan had white hair and white beard which only added elegance to his looks. He was also very muscular and I am sure he had a thick cock as well.
I made sure my ample breasts were showing as he made his way towards me.
"Can I help you with anything, Stefan?" I asked.
He sat beside me. "Not at all, Yasmine. I must say that it's so nice to meet you. Can't believe Rob now has a girlfriend. He used to be so shy with girls. I guess I've been away for too long."
"You should be proud of him. He's doing well for himself." I said, but I was barely paying attention. I was wondering what his cock would feel like pounding into my pussy as I spread my legs wide open for him. A moan escaped me.
"Yasmine?"
I brought my attention back to him sharply.
"Are you okay?" Stefan asked.
"Yes," I lied, but I wasn't okay. My pussy was now wet and was aching with need.
Stefan watched the little beauty in front of him with a twitching cock. When last had he been with a woman or someone who looked so fresh and lovely?
But this was his son's girlfriend and was off-limits. He tried to calm his hard cock.
"So tell me how school is. No troubles?"
"Just a little bit from some of my professors." They also wanted to get into my pussy.
Pretentiously, I coughed, and my breasts bobbed.
"Are you okay?"
"Water." I fake gasped.
He quickly got me a cup of water and helped raised it to my mouth.
"Thank you." I deliberately let the water drip down my chests and I watched as his eyes trailed down my breasts
"Oops. Clumsy me."
"I have an handkerchief. " He offered.
I took it from him and dabbed at my breasts, sliding the hanky down between my full breasts.
Stefan's eyes dilated.
Our eyes met and he cursed, looking away. I stepped forward and took both of his hands, making them cup my breasts.
At this point, I knew I had him so I took off my shirt, showing him my full, braless breasts.
He hesitated just one second before bringing his head down and slipping a nipple into his mouth.
I groaned.
His fingers roamed down and his fingers parted my wet dripping pussy lips and slipped inside of me. Then he brought his head back up and looked into my eyes.
"Are you sure you want this?"
I answered boldly. "Yes."
With that, he laid me down on the sofa, parting my legs as he did so. I watched as he undid his belt and brought out his hard enormous cock.
I whimpered at the sight of it. I couldn't wait to have it in my pussy.
Gently, he entered into me.
"Fuck me now," I said, impatient to sate the need of my dripping wet cunt.
With one thrust, he began and I grabbed his forearms, holding on him as he pounded into me, his balls slapping my ass.
Stefan grunted. "Your pussy is wide and juicy. The perfect size for me." He continued grunting as he thrusted his cock at my pussy "Fuck. You feel so good. So, so good."
His moves were fast and rough, just the way I loved to be fuck.
He continued his moves and my breasts bounced as I watched his cock meeting my pussy.
"You enjoy watching me fuck you?"
"Yes." I groaned.
"Does my son fuck you as well as I do?"
"N-no," I stammered.
"Louder."
"No!" I screamed. "You fuck me better."
The answer pleased him. "You enjoy your boyfriend's stepdaddy's cock inside of you?"
"Yes, Daddy."
He stopped his fast movements and started driving in forcefully one at a time.
"I want this pussy wide and juicy for me again next time."
"Yes, Daddy." I replied. I was happy there was going to be a next time.
"Do you want more of Daddy's cock?"
"Yes. All the time." I answered. I know I was being a whore but I couldn't help but to enjoy watching him grind hard into my pussy, his enormous cock spreading me wide open.
"Yes, yes, Daddy. Fuck me harder!" I screamed, not knowing what I was saying. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
I continued screaming as my juices poured out of me and a minute later, he came too, spilling his cum on my face. I smiled as I tasted his delicious cum. "I can't wait to do this again, Daddy."
"Me, too, baby. You were so delicious. Your pussy was so juicy and ready to take me. Does Rob enjoys your pussy as I do?"
I paused a minute before I answered. "He does not really understand how to pleasure my cunt, but he tries his best."
Stefan nodded. "Anytime you need me, just come find me."
"Yes, Daddy." I replied, happy that I now had another cock at my disposal.
Evelyn, a wolfless girl, is treated as nothing more than dirt by the whole pack because of her status. Nobody wants to to associated with a wolfless girl and they made sure to remind her of it everytime. Her biggest bully, however, is Dylan - the Alpha's son, so Evelyn is helpless to his taunts and bullying. She endures it all, the hope of finding her mate soon being the only thing that keeps her soul up but what happens when her mate turns out to be the man that has been making her life hell? What happens when her mate turns out to be none other than Dylan himself?
I stood outside my husband's study, the perfect mafia wife, only to hear him mocking me as an "ice sculpture" while he entertained his mistress, Aria. But the betrayal went deeper than infidelity. A week later, my saddle snapped mid-jump, leaving me with a shattered leg. Lying in the hospital bed, I overheard the conversation that killed the last of my love. My husband, Alessandro, knew Aria had sabotaged my gear. He knew she could have killed me. Yet, he told his men to let it go. He called my near-death experience a "lesson" because I had bruised his mistress's ego. He humiliated me publicly, freezing my accounts to buy family heirlooms for her. He stood by while she threatened to leak our private tapes to the press. He destroyed my dignity to play the hero for a woman he thought was a helpless orphan. He had no idea she was a fraud. He didn't know I had installed micro-cameras throughout the estate while he was busy pampering her. He didn't know I had hours of footage showing his "innocent" Aria sleeping with his guards, his rivals, and even his staff, laughing about how easy he was to manipulate. At the annual charity gala, in front of the entire crime family, Alessandro demanded I apologize to her. I didn't beg. I didn't cry. I simply connected my drive to the main projector and pressed play.
Camille Lewis was the forgotten daughter, the unloved wife, the woman discarded like yesterday's news. Betrayed by her husband, cast aside by her own family, and left for dead by the sister who stole everything, she vanished without a trace. But the weak, naive Camille died the night her car was forced off that bridge. A year later, she returns as Camille Kane, richer, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have imagined. Armed with wealth, intelligence, and a hunger for vengeance, she is no longer the woman they once trampled on. She is the storm that will tear their world apart. Her ex-husband begs for forgiveness. Her sister's perfect life crumbles. Her parents regret the daughter they cast aside. But Camille didn't come back for apologies, she came back to watch them burn. But as her enemies fall at her feet, one question remains: when the revenge is over, what's left? A mysterious trillionaire Alexander Pierce steps into her path, offering something she thought she lost forever, a future. But can a woman built on ashes learn to love again? She rose from the fire to destroy those who betrayed her. Now, she must decide if she'll rule alone... or let someone melt the ice in her heart.
Leland, the world's most eligible bachelor and powerful President, was rumored to be in love-with Valerie, the nation's favorite punchline. Once rejected by his nephew and scorned for her looks, Valerie faced public outrage for "leeching" off Leland's status and entering government circles. Elite society mocked, rivals sneered. But the tables turned: the mafia king was spotted carrying her bags, scientists begged for her help, and Valerie saved the nation. As chaos erupted, Leland posted on the presidential account. "My wife wants to dump me-how do I win her back? Urgent advice needed!"
Isabelle's love for Kolton held flawless for fifteen years-until the day she delivered their children and slipped into a coma. He leaned to her ear and whispered, "Don't wake up. You're worthless to me now." The twins later clutched another woman's hand and chirped, "Mommy," splintering Isabelle's heart. She woke, filed for divorce, and disappeared. Only then did Kolton notice her fingerprints on every habit. They met again: she emerged as the lead medical specialist, radiant and unmoved. But at her engagement gala, she leapt into a tycoon's arms. Jealous, he crushed a glass, blood wetting his palm. He believed as soon as he made a move, Isabelle would return to him. After all, she had loved him deeply.
The acrid smell of smoke still clung to Evelyn in the ambulance, her lungs raw from the penthouse fire. She was alive, but the world around her felt utterly destroyed, a feeling deepened by the small TV flickering to life. On it, her husband, Julian Vance, thousands of miles away, publicly comforted his mistress, Serena Holloway, shielding her from paparazzi after *her* "panic attack." Julian's phone went straight to voicemail. Alone in the hospital with second-degree burns, Evelyn watched news replays, her heart rate spiking. He protected Serena from camera flashes while Evelyn burned. When he finally called, he demanded she handle insurance, dismissing the fire; Serena's voice faintly heard. The shallow family ties and pretense of marriage evaporated. A searing injustice and cold anger replaced pain; Evelyn knew Julian had chosen to let her burn. "Evelyn Vance died in that fire," she declared, ripping out her IV. Armed with a secret fortune as "The Architect," Hollywood's top ghostwriter, she walked out. She would divorce Julian, reclaim her name, and finally step into the spotlight as an actress.
Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible. Noah was the quintessential "It" guy at school-charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson's best friend and Jessa's biggest bully. During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin. As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah. Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson's sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies? Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside.
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