Author: Eroticalust

Dad and Son Hunt Together for Upmarket Ass

I looked down onto 5th Avenue from my 30th-floor penthouse. Cars had saturated the roads, and pedestrians formed a throng that looked like they were moving at a snail pace. As I grabbed the railing and scanned the skyscrapers, I noticed in my peripheral that my jacuzzi was bubbling up like volcano lava ready to erupt.

The great thing about being 21 years old and living a luxurious life is that I never got used to it. Unlike most of my bratty friends, I appreciated everything dad had accomplished. Not only was he extremely successful, but he made time to educate me so that I followed in his footsteps.

I sensed it was important to him that I was also successful. Although I admired dad, I saw that he had a disdain for poor and unsuccessful people. Perhaps, his displeasure of being surrounded by them was his motivation for his success.

“You’re ready, Junior?” asked dad as he walked out onto the balcony.

“Let’s go.”

Apart from spending most of my time at dad’s firm to learn the ins and outs of the real estate industry, I went out with him to business dinners and social networking events. Read more »

Having Fun While Searching for Mr Right

Another weekend, another club. Bar-hopping and checking out the latest club had become my routine for the last several months. I had pretty much given up on finding the man of my dreams after my ex of three years cheated on me. Despite feeling exasperated, I kept a little hope in my heart that he would one day arrive. In the meantime, I was having fun while searching for Mr Right.

To be honest, I didn’t want to be at a nightclub or out at all. I would’ve much rather preferred to cuddle up to my man and watch a romance flick. Since he was lurking God-knows-where, I had to forget the pain of the cheating and that he may never arrive by hooking up.

Michael was the latest guy I had picked up. He had broad shoulders, a cocky smile and a formal dress code. I appreciated a man who looked after his appearance, but I knew that this was going to be a one night thing. Read more »

Innocent Librarian Looking for Fun Meets Her Match

“We’ve just had a few new books come in. So, I’m going to need about half an hour to put them on the shelf before we can go,” I said to Joshua.

“Okay, my munchkin. I’ll wait for you outside.” His lenses fogged up as he smiled.

A customer interjected our conversation. I checked his query on the system, looked up and saw that Joshua was gone. I had built up quite an appetite, so I was eager to finish so that we could go to lunch.

After putting the new books onto the shelf, I pushed the trolley towards the counter and glanced at the romance books. A book was sticking out of the shelf from the erotica section and looked like it could tip over any second. Something about that section made me blush, which was the reason I avoided it.

I should just go there and fix that book. Nobody’s going to think I’m a slut. I’m only doing my job. I looked around and saw my colleagues chatting, and Mrs Greyling was by the cooking section as always. I walked towards the book, my shoulders stiff and eyes focused straight ahead, not daring to dart. Read more »

I Entertained the Thoughts of Cheating on my Husband

After the kids graduated from university, Quinton and I had the house to ourselves. I thought that would spice up our sex life, but it resulted in me being lonelier. Quinton started going out more with his friends, spent more time away on business trips and less time at home. When he started acting strange, I thought I did something wrong, so I asked him about it. He snapped at me, so I left it. Although I felt that he was seeing someone, I never even thought about cheating on my husband.

I walked into the study. “Honey, did you get a chance to check your luggage? I just want to make sure that I packed everything.”

Quinton kept looking at the monitor. “Carrie, can you not see that I’m busy?”

“I’m sorry, honey. I just want to make sure you’ve got everything.”

He kept frowning while looking at the monitor, making me believe that he was annoyed with me again. I went back to the bedroom and double-checked that I had packed everything. The thought of him calling me while on his trip and shouting at me for forgetting something made me anxious. Read more »

Small Problem with Wanting to Bang my Teacher

Oh, my God. No, not now. I felt my dick get harder as my heart raced and mouth dried. Sweat formed on my hairline, and my breathing got deeper. This can’t be happening now. It felt like a repeat from high school when I did a speech in front of the class and then ran out. The embarrassment stuck with me throughout the years and made me avoid my peers but not the hot teacher. Even then, I wanted to bang my teacher.

The faculty members looked at each other as I continued the presentation. I glanced down and saw that I had an erection. Thinking about it made me lose my train of thought, and the sweat on my hairline slid down my forehead. I licked my lips and wiped the sweat with my sleeve. For some strange reason, I always got an erection when I was nervous during public speaking.

“I, I…Um…I don’t know…Where was I?” I asked.

“Mr Wolnick, would you like to recompose yourself and do this again on Monday?”

“Yes, professor. That would be great,” I said, turning to my side and hanging my hand next to my groin.” Read more »

A Playboy Husband and My Gorgeous Friend

After introducing my husband to my gorgeous friend, I never knew that things would pan out the way they did. Dylan and I met at a networking function. Our first date was on his yacht and on the second, he whisked me away on a private jet to Cape Town for a weekend expedition.

He had thick brown hair, a fit body, money and oozed charm. Mom and dad hadn’t even met him when they begged me to marry him. I was thirty and hadn’t had a boyfriend my entire life. They were worried that I would be single until death, and the thought of never having grandchildren frightened them. The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint my Christian parents after they put me through university while barely scraping by and providing everything they could to ensure that I was happy. The least I could do was give them what they wanted.

We returned home after a two-week honeymoon in Monaco. “Babe, I have to go fetch Leah from the airport. We’ll be back in an hour or so,” I said.

“No problem. I’ll see you two later.” Read more »

Confronting My Surreptitious Hatred of Men

“Ms Fontainbleu, my verdict is thirty-six hours of community service. Failure to comply will result in a two-year prison sentence.” There were consequences for my hatred of men.

That was the second time I appeared before a judge for road rage. The chauvinistic pigs, whom society refers to as men, crossed my path again. Two hooligans speeding in a BMW on a suburban road swerved into my lane. When I caught up with them at the traffic light, I got out of the car and pummeled the bonnet. The youngsters got a fright when I dented the passenger door with my karate kicks. I was content with sending a message not to mess with a robust woman.

Avoiding contact with men has been my life purpose. I have been single my entire life and worked at an insurance company covering only women since I graduated from university, and I exercise at a female gym.

On my first day of community service at the nursing home, I had to report to Sandy. “Welcome to Greysville Retirement Centre.”

I kept staring at him without responding, feeling foolish for thinking that it would be a woman. My nightmare didn’t end there. Read more »

A Cheating Stepmom Bangs her Stepson son for Money

The Hamiltons had wealth and seemed like a happy family to outsiders, but they were anything but. Nolan’s mother had died from cancer when he was a boy, so his father married Anastasia, a beautiful Russian woman and Craig’s twenty-year junior.

Anastasia had long brown hair, pale skin, wore red lipstick and had a slim body with long legs. It’s not like Nolan hadn’t noticed. Which 18-year-old male wouldn’t? Showing respect for his father’s marriage was the last thing on his mind since he had blamed dad for not spending time with his late mother while she was alive.

Nolan was watching TV in his bedroom when his dad walked in. “I was hoping you and I could go skiing this weekend,” said Craig. “It’ll be good for us. A few days as a father and son getaway, alone and without any distractions.”

“I don’t think so, Craig. Maybe another time.”

It always bothered Craig that his son referred to him by name, but he didn’t want to pour more fuel on the fire. “I was really hoping you’d say yes. You sure you don’t want to change your mind?” Read more »

Cowboy Arrives and has Sex on a Farm

I stopped and looked at a farm that was about two hundred metres away. My parched mouth and the sweat running down my face made me crave water. It was the first dwelling I had seen since leaving the auction, and the last thing on my mind was having sex on a farm. The grass in the field where the horses ran was dry, and the wooden fence looked like it hadn’t tasted a coat of paint in years.

The white house had a porch and a matching barn to the right. I hopped over the fence and looked at the horses before walking up to the front door.

“Hi. How can I help?” asked a woman in a flowery dress and with brunette hair tied in a bun.

“Sorry to bother you, ma’am. You’re the first house that I’ve seen since I left the auction.”

“What auction?”

“The Thoroughbred.”

“What on heavens are you doing here on foot?”

“My horse got stolen at the auction.”

She snapped her head towards someone in the lounge. “TJ, did you hear that?”

A man with a scruffy, grey beard and a belly came to the door. “What’d you say, Sophia?” Read more »

Sleeping with my Stepsister was Lucrative

“Don’t forget that Hannah is coming tomorrow,” said dad.

She was my stepsister who I had never met. Dad got remarried a few months ago to Adele after being divorced from mom for almost ten years. She had begged me to go live with her in Unalaska, but I wasn’t up for small towns and freezing conditions.

I loved mom more than dad since she was kind, and dad was a shrewd businessman who tried to teach me responsibility by making me work for everything that I wanted. I understood where he was coming from, but paying for my college tuition wasn’t easy. The only way I could manage that was by selling my stash.

The following day, I was in my room when I heard Adele talking to a female. I popped my head into the hallway and saw a blonde in a white tank top and jeans that revealed her tight ass and curvy legs. Her dimples showed and teeth glistened as she smiled.

“Hi, I’m Julian.”

“Hannah. Nice to meet you.”

“I’ll let you two get acquainted,” said Adele before walking off.

“Let me get that for you,” I said and grabbed her bag. Read more »