The Anniversary Gift

Our big 10 year anniversary was coming up so I wanted to get my wife something special. So I headed to the jewelry store in town to buy her something for the special occasion.

I walked into the store and I’m greeted by a beautiful young woman, blonde hair with big blue eyes, she’s wearing a blue and white sundress with a tan sweater type top to make her dress more presentable I assume.

“Hi I’m Lana how can I help you?”

“Hi Lana, I’m Rodney I was looking for something special for my wife for our anniversary in a couple weeks. I’m thinking a diamond pendant and a set of matching ear rings.”

“I have plenty of those over here what kind of budget are you working with?”

“Not much of one I’m afraid, I’m just a working stiff, maybe $500 but that would be pushing it.”

She shows a few different choices in my price range, damn I think $500 sure doesn’t buy what it use to.

“None of these are jumping out to me” I say in frustration. “I’m having a hard picturing what they would look like on her.”

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Breakfast and Desert Pt. 5

…I head home gotta finish my work early today since it’s Friday and I don’t wanna have to do any work this afternoon after Amy gets here.

A little after 12. my phone dings, it’s Amy. “Hey I’m gonna be late, have to run a couple errands before I come over, see you in a bit.”

A little over an hour later I hear a knock, I have this devilish idea to answer the door naked with my hard cock in hand. I open the door and there stands Amy and Sue.

I’m totally embarrassed I cover my junk I can’t even form words to apologize as I scramble to grab my pants.

Amy is laughing hysterically at me fumbling, while Sue is standing in the door eyes glued to my hard cock.

“Shit! Sue I’m sorry I wasn’t expecting you, ugh I’m so embarrassed.”

“Rod, it’s ok” Amy says, “I brought Suzy with me to ask you a huge favor…She wants you to fuck this baby out of her.”

“Sue are you sure?” I ask.

“I have to admit I was having second thoughts right up till you opened. that door and I saw that gorgeous cock of yours Rod.” “It’s as nice as Amy said it was.”

Breakfast and Desert Pt. 4

…I’m awaken by the familiar sound of “ding” someone is texting me but I’m afraid to open my eyes, what if it was all a dream?

Then I hear the shower running and realize it wasn’t a dream, I open my eyes and reach for my phone, but it’s not there, then I hear it again “ding” I remember my phone is in my pants in the living room where I left them, the sound is coming from Amy’s purse it must be her phone.

I then realize that she’s in the shower so jump out of bed to join her. I walk in the bathroom it’s nice and steamy, just the way I like it.

“Care if I join you?”

“It’s your shower, but yes I was hoping you would” She answers.

I grab the shampoo put a squirt in my hand and start washing her hair, we completely wash each other from top to bottom, hands sliding all over each others naked bodies. Amy turns to me faces me and kisses me our naked wet bodies pressed against each other, our hands roaming all over each other.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Breakfast and Desert Pt. 3

“…perfect for what?” I ask. She grabs Jessica lays her on the bed tying her spread eagle on my bed then crawls up between her legs and starts devouring her sweet young pussy. The site of this almost makes me lose it, I take a few deep breaths and just enjoy the show.

After a few minutes Amy smacks herself on the ass “this pussy ain’t gonna fuck itself Rod”

I was right her ass is amazing I’d even say it’s perfect nice and round and plump. I dive in for a taste first, been so long since I’ve gone down on a woman I’m almost afraid I forgot how.

“Hmmm it’s delicious fuck I’ve so missed this.” Amy is moaning, Jessica is squealing with delight.

After I make her cum and Jessica is about on her third orgasm. I get behind Amy and slide my rock hard cock into her soaking wet pussy, fuck she’s so tight, I’ve almost forgotten how good this feels.

I smack her ass and she squeals, then I hook my thumb in her ass and start fucking her like there’s no tomorrow.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Breakfast and Desert Pt. 2

I get to my car pull the receipt out to record it in my phone and on the back is a note, “text me your address I get off at noon, I’ll bring by that dessert, xoxo Amy.” I can’t believe my eyes, my jaw is in my lap, she’s gotta be messing with me again.

Fuck it what do I have to lose I think, I text her “hey this is Rodney my my address is 678 Main Street apartment 3.”

I hurry home, scramble to pick up and clean my apartment, is this really happening? She’s just fucking with me, they’re probably both back at the restaurant laughing at me, my phone dings it’s a kissy face emoji and a bathroom selfie of her and Jessica. I knew it they’re just fucking with me.

Oh well I finish cleaning put some laundry in the wash, sit down on the couch and doze off. I’m woken by the doorbell, I get up go to the door and holy shit there’s Amy standing outside my door, I open the door and stand there in disbelief.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Breakfast and Desert Pt. 1

Woke up hungry and horny as usual, this being a bachelor isn’t all it’s cracked up to be after 20 plus years of marriage, it’s just not as fun as I remember.

Since the divorce it’s been hard to get back into the dating scene. I hate being alone, but I have no idea where to even start anymore.

So I get up brush my teeth, get dressed and head up to my local cafe for breakfast. I walk in sit down say hi to all the regulars, ugh I’m not old enough to be hanging out with these guys but I feel like I’m too old to go to the new hip coffee shop down the street. I just feel so out of place.

The hostess asks what I want to drink, “a large black coffee please.”

She’s adorable barely out out of school, probably younger than my own kids, but I can’t help but watch her bounce around the restaurant.

My mind wanders imagining what she would look like in a bikini, then imagining her flashing me her breasts like that girl in that movie from the 80’s.

I’m suddenly snapped out of my daydream.

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

The Halloween Party

It was Halloween night a couple years ago, my buddy called me up to invite me to a big party at his co-worker’s place. “Ugh! Dude, I just got home from work, and I hate those things!” I replied with a big sigh. “I don’t even have a costume.”
“Just grab a mask,” he responded, like it was no big deal. “I’ll be there in ten minutes. I need my wingman.”
Acting quick on my feet, I find my old hockey mask and grab the fake knife from the Halloween decorations. “This should be good enough,” I told myself in a not so convincing tone.
When my buddy arrived, I could see the annoyance on his face. He rolled his eyes as he looked me up and down before finally asking, “Dude, you didn’t change out of your work coveralls?”
Holding up the fake knife and hockey mask, I simply respond, “I’m going as Jason.”
He still didn’t look satisfied but we proceeded to the party, anyway. Much to my annoyance, when we got there, he immediately left me to dance with some random girl. Just as I feared, I was left in the corner, sitting on a bar stool drinking by myself like a total loser.
As I continued to have pity on myself, promising myself to never come to one of these parties again. Shaking my head in frustration all of the sudden my world got turned completely upside down, as something, or I should say someone, caught my eye. Despite the entire room being filled with loud music and annoying people, all I could focus on was this beautiful goddess, as she entered the room and slowly walked across it.
The mysterious beauty walked so carelessly, did she know she was the center of attention? Or did she just not care? Standing about five foot six, with curves in all the right places, she could get any man in the room she wanted. She was wearing a tight, frilly dress, barely covering her goods. I was almost drooling over her from across the room, hoping to get a glance if her dress were to slip.
Still in slow motion, the goddess made her way around the room, ignoring all the smiles that deservedly came her way. Then, much to my utter shock, she left me frozen as she stopped right in front of me it was like she was staring into my soul with the most beautiful blue eyes I’d ever seen. The hair on my arm stood up, I got goose bumps and I was sweating bullets.
I could tell she was beautiful, despite her face being covered with sugar skull makeup. She had her hair dyed a blueish purple; she had a sapphire on her forehead, her lipstick accented her hair and she was covered in flowers, but not even all that could hide the beauty gleaming through her accessories.
My heart felt like it was going to leap from my chest. My mouth became suddenly dry. “What is she doing?!” I frantically wondered to myself, trying my best to keep my cool in front of her. “Is she actually going to talk to me?!”
With a hot little smirk, she rocked my world by inching towards me. With her seductive voice, she whispered, “I just love your movies… Can I take a selfie with you?”
Before I could even build the courage to respond, she whipped around and forced herself on my lap and pulled out her phone for a selfie. I was left gasping at her beautiful fragrance as her curvy body pressed against me.
Suddenly, the lights went off, and we were left with nothing but black lights. “We’re glowing,” she whispered into my ear, pressing against me even closer. Taking another picture.
My mind was racing a million miles an hour as she took selfie after selfie. But just when I thought things couldn’t get any crazier, her hand ends up on my crotch! “This is crazy, but it has to be an accident!” I frantically told myself, thinking there was no way in the world she would purposely do that.
Much to my shock, she whispered, “Be careful; you might stab someone with that thing,” with the sexiest voice I’ve ever heard. Before I could even breathe, she gave my cock a little squeeze then jumped off and just left me there scratching my head and hiding my hard on.
I continued to sit there, wondering what the hell just happened. It was too good to be true, in yet, I could replay it in my mind picture perfectly. My mind was in a frenzy, and my cock was hard as hell as I watched her mingle with her friends.
At one point, I lost track of her. I had almost convinced myself it was just my imagination. Regardless, I figured I would never see her again. My erection had subsided enough that I could get up from my seat to grab another beer…. (Continued in the comments)

Published
Categorized as Erotica