Lady in the Bath, a Poem (f)or (m)y Friend.

Fair lady with cups of D,

Endless fountain of beauty,

In the bath you bare your chest,

Clear a cut above the rest.

Graceful globes oft heard in tales,

Greater than the finest ales,

A wond’rous pair that ne’er fails

To make me as hard as nails.

Now you trust your marv’lous bust

To rouse the deep, fi’ry lust.

In my heart, I long to hear

Your soft whisper in my ear.

Though I’m not a man who prays,

Pleasing you could change my ways.

“Tease her well,” my conscience says,

So I do in words of praise.

Angelic form, brought to life,

Ev’ry man would love to wife.

“Come to me,” you say at last,

I heed your call just as fast.

“Work your magic on my nips,

And you shall then part my lips.

Now my core not water drips,

And I’m longing for your lips.”

Your mouth I kiss with a peck.

To your orbs I then do trek,

Fill my mouth up with your flesh.

With my tongue, I make you thresh.

Coming Home to You (mF)

​A little teasing fantasy I wrote for my friend one night a while back. Happy reading!

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You hear me unlock the front door just as you finish lighting the last candle. You’re taking great care to make everything perfect for our planned night of ravenous lovemaking, the first time we’ve been able to enjoy each other’s bodies in weeks.

After you set the candle and put out the match, you cover your figure with the skimpy satin robe you bought for the occasion. You tie the belt as you hear me step toward the bedroom. Your anticipation grows with every audible footfall, accelerating your heart rate and dampening your pussy. You sit on the end of the bed just before I reach the closed bedroom door.

I open the door to find the vision that has occupied me dreams for the last several nights: the sexual goddess in my life waiting for me, waiting for me to elevate her pleasure to the height she knows she deserves. “I’ve been expecting you,” you say in your most seductive tone. My cock immediately hardens, and I move myself until I stand before you.

A Topless Photoshoot (mF)

My friend sent me a dirty picture to tease me. I wrote her this story as a birthday present and to tease her back. Enjoy! Feedback appreciated.

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“Take a step closer to the couch,” Dave said. Megan did as he instructed. “Wait. Don’t finish that step.”

“Huh?” Megan asked.

“Leave your right foot up on the toe, and don’t move your leg forward,” Dave clarified.

“You know,” Megan said, “when I asked you to help me take the pictures I couldn’t take by myself, I had no idea you’d be this picky.”

“Well,” Dave replied, “anything worth doing—”

“I know. I know,” Megan interjected, “‘anything worth doing is worth doing right.’”

“And you’re absolutely worth doing right.”

“You keep saying that. I have to wonder if you mean it.”

Dave stood behind the camera in momentary disbelief. A beautiful creature just asked if he meant that anything to do with her was worth getting right. How could she wonder such a thing? “I absolutely mean it. You’re a goddess. Any man who has the pleasure of being with you better damn well make sure he scratches your inner itch.”

The Shower Curtain (mF)

This story is an expansion of u/CastiNueva’s script, The JOI of the Shower Curtain. I wrote it as a Christmas present for my friend. For the purposes of this post, I have changed our names.

Find the original script [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/339mqg/script_offerf4mjoiteasingfriends_the_joi_of_the/?st=jcqzqtf8&sh=a280ff94)

Find a script fill by u/wickedsub [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/40h3ju/f4m_the_joi_of_the_shower_curtain_scriptfill/?st=jcqzq52x&sh=e3caf4c7)

Megan stirred from a deep sleep, awaking to the soft glow of sunlight illuminating the room. It took a few seconds for her mind to register that she was not in her own bed. She had spent the previous night at a dinner party with Dave, but she knew this was not Dave’s bed. It was a queen, and Dave had a twin. Also, the other side was warm. Someone else had been sleeping next to her. To top it all off, her panties were soaked. She was naturally wet, but this was definitely more than that could explain. Something, or possibly someone, had definitely turned her on.

A Fantasy My Friend Dared Me to Write (MF)

As the title suggests, this is a fantasy about a sexual encounter between me and the friend in question.

This is my first piece of erotica, so I’d appreciate feedback and suggestions for improvement.

I come home to find you reading on the couch. You’re wearing a simple black cami with jeans that hug your curves in all the right places. We hug for what feels like hours, relishing each other’s contact. We kiss deeply while I lovingly caress your lower back and butt, dipping my hands under your waistband from time to time. You pull away from our kiss to unfasten my belt and pants.

You gently feel my bulge of arousal through my boxers then push me down onto the couch. You plant a soft kiss on my lips and whisper, “Watch this.” You step a few feet in front of me and begin to teasingly peel off your cami. I stare hungrily at you as I realize that you aren’t wearing a bra.

You turn to face away and pull the cami over your head, tossing it away. You continue to your pants, and slowly glide them down your butt, revealing your perfect globes of flesh to be covered by my favorite blue and black panties. You bend over to finish removing your jeans as I begin to tease my manhood.