Author: anaraceleste

Warm Summer Days

The midday heat had started to wane, but it was still hot enough outside to be uncomfortable. The kids were unaffected however, running around outside free from the classrooms for at least two more weeks. Parents took shelter in what shade they could find for the next hour or so until the sun set.

Aaron walked down the tree lined street of the suburban neighborhood. A line of affluent houses on one side, and the neighborhood park on the other. It was just a few short blocks from the train station to his home, but the walk was afforded him a great view of the local scenery.

It wasn’t the meticulously maintained home gardens or the tree blends that lined the side walk that interested Aaron. It was the wife of the new couple that had just moved into the neighborhood, ready to start a family. It was the nanny of the young boy who was too afraid to play with the other kids. It was the two sisters, back from their junior and senior year at college, getting ready for the fall semester. Read more »

Cafe Dulce – Pt 2

Jen arched her back into his thrusts, her hands pushing against the car to hold her in place. Aaron seemed to be fucking her harder than the last time, and Jen seemed to be loving every second of it. In the car, we could see Mike’s arm furiously moving as he watched his wife get taken by the bigger stud.

“Oh fuck me I’m cumming,” Jen cried out, loud enough that Cassandra, Dave, and I ducked back into our little alcove. We looked around to make sure no one had heard or was coming to investigate.

“I better get back,” Dave said. “Make sure no one inside noticed anything.”

“Don’t finish without me,” Cassandra said.

“Okay, okay, jeez,” Dave laughed.

I looked at her questioningly. “What? I need to get fucked.” She said. “Especially after seeing this.”

When they turned back to the action, Aaron appeared to be pistoning his huge cock in and out of Jen, fucking her into what seemed like a continuous orgasm. She was moaning constantly until suddenly her head snapped back and her body tensed. Read more »

Addicted – One Week Later

She gripped the bedsheet in her small hands, and head lifting up off the bed, giving Mike a glimpse of her small, but well shaped breasts. Her mouth opened just slightly, and then a little more, and then a little more. A moan was forced from her throat, and her tongue snaked out from between her lips as her body rocked back and forth.

And then it hit. Her eyes snapped open, her pupils like pinpoints. She stared right at him, but Mike knew she couldn’t see him. She could only feel the intense pleasure that Aaron had coaxed from her body, yet again. And if the sight wasn’t enough, Mike heard it, barely a whisper. “Oh god,” she breathed. “I’m cumming.”

The way she said it played over in his mind again and again. She didn’t scream it out and announce it to the world. It was barely enough for Mike to hear, and even then, he wouldn’t know what she said unless he had the help of reading her lips. And if that wasn’t enough, the way her body shook and trembled, and the cry out, and the look to the heavens. It wasn’t so much an orgasm as it was a catharsis. Read more »

Cafe Dulce

Fuck, he was hot, I though to myself as I put together another drink for the customers. “Tall, no whip, latter with cinnamon.” I called out. I handed the drink to a blonde that had went through way too much trouble putting her outfit together just to grab coffee. It was the guy right behind her that I was more focused on. Unfortunately, he was eyeing the blonde’s tight ass in her skinny jeans.

“Thanks,” she said. She had a nice smile, and seemed friendly enough.

“Have a good day,” I said reflexively.

“Thanks, you too.” She said. That surprised me, and I watched her practically float to a seat at a table with another guy. Her boyfriend, or friend maybe. She seemed way too hot for him, but I just shrugged.

“What can I get for you?” I said to the hot guy. Maybe a fit, overworked brunette with nice tits? I mentally offered myself up to him.

“Large coffee. Black.” He said. I nodded, letting my eyes linger over him for a few extra seconds. He was tall, dark hair, chiseled jaw and strikingly gray eyes. He definitely worked out, and even for a late Sunday morning, he had on slacks and a polo shirt that showed off his chiseled body and broad shoulders. Read more »

Addiction – The Start

Jen laid back, her eyes fixed with a hungry stare at the stud in front of her. Her long, slender legs bent, and opened to him. Mike felt the twinge in his gut at how she presented herself to her lover, Aaron, his best friend.

Her face and shoulders were flushed from their heavy make out session before, and the shine of wetness glistened between her sun kissed, flawless thighs. Jen’s body screamed arousal, as her chest rose and fell quickly with her sharp breaths. Aaron’s presence had suddenly turned her into a sexual goddess.

Mike was in awe of his wife. Not just her obvious signs of wanton, but at how quickly it had happened. Their usually lovemaking, Mike had though he had seen what Jen looked like in the throes of passion. But after seeing her just kiss and embrace Aaron in their session of foreplay, he realized he was gravely mistaken.

When Aaron stepped forward, she shadow of his cock seemed to lead directly between his wife’s legs. His best friend, between high school and college, had discovered the gym. He had gone from a pudgy teenage to a world class collegiate athlete. It didn’t stop there though. After college, Aaron continued his rigorous training regimen and had sculpted himself into a hulking, muscular beast. His once round race sharpened in a chiseled jawline and heart throbbing good looks. Read more »