All of the short stories written on Erotica Lust are by Goran Radanovic. They are erotic, fun, entertaining and may even make you laugh.
Just because I’m a big breasted blonde doesn’t mean that I’m stupid and I fall for lame pickup lines. “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” asked a guy at the traffic light as I crossed the road. I rolled my eyes and carried on walking. I looked straight to avoid eye contact, but …
During Maria’s first two weeks with us, I chatted her up several times but got interrupted every time by my wife. Maria was 19, had perky tits and a round ass that I wanted to bounce off if in the doggy style. Her thick, black hair cascaded off her shoulders and curled in some strands. …
‘Looking for a hot Asian mail bride?’ That was the standard heading for my online dating profile. Most men did not bother engaging by asking me about my favorite movie or color. They initiated the chat by telling me how they loved my long dark hair and slim body. I pursed my lips
I rolled my eyes when Bradley morphed into a demon when shooting a load inside me. He was one of the many men who could not make me squirt. I left all of them after the first sexual encounter. Bradley was an investment banker who turned me on when I saw how harshly
When a massage turns into sex, sometimes people get hurt. “You look stressed,” said Mia when I walked into the office on Friday morning. “It’s been a hell of a week. Not only did I spend most of it in court, but I got into an accident yesterday on my way home.” “Oh, my goodness. …
After being married for twenty-seven years and feeling miserable for the last twenty, I had to get out of the house and relive my twenties. Getting married when I was twenty-three proved to be one of the biggest mistakes of my life. Missing out on the parties, banging girls and having
Friday night arrived. The last thing on my mind was going out to a club after my appointment with the doctor. When I declined her invitation, my BFF said it would help me take my mind off things. I went against better judgement. On the way to the club, the taxi driver switched the conversation …
The one self-promise I never broke was having an edge over men. Possessing power over them made me believe they would treat me with respect. There was no way I would let a man pull a fast one over me. That’s one of the reasons I became an escort. I knew that most men acted …
The best part about living in New York was getting home to pursue my hobby. Living on the top floor of a building gave me an amazing shot of the city. The bustle carried on until the early hours of the morning, allowing me to snap numerous shots. I hated waiting tables and wanted to …
“I’m getting married,” said Jaimy before shrieking. “You have to come to the wedding. I’m not accepting no for an answer. We were best friends for fifteen years before Jaimy moved to France to progress her career as an artist. We had not seen each other in three years, and I needed an excuse