pommedeterre0707, Author at NSFW story

happy birthday (mf, vanilla, romantic monogamy) part 2

I look into your eyes. I smell the whiskey on your breath. You might be just tipsy enough to enjoy what’s coming next.

“Well I’m going to have to close the windows for your present…”

“Fine by me!” You lean back, putting your hands behind your head, and crossing one leg on your knee.

A few months ago, we watched a few tutorials on how to do a strip tease. We had laughed so hard we cried, practicing in front of the TV to 90’s R&B. We hadn’t talked about it since then. But I rewatched the tutorials last week. I didn’t practice much, because doing a strip tease for myself in the mirror was… Weird. But I hoped you’d appreciate the effort, anyways. Maybe you’d be too distracted by the lacy things I was wearing to notice how terrible the dance was.

I ordered a set in your favorite color on me–black. It’s a full set: push up bra, garter belt and fishnet stockings, and a teeny tiny G-string. I’m wearing it all under a pretty nondescript t-shirt and jeans (hence your confusion) to heighten the surprise. Read more »

happy birthday (mf, vanilla, romantic monogamy) part 1

September first: the day you were born. I know you say that birthdays are just another day, and that your age is just a number, but I am happy to know that on this day so many years ago, you came into the world. I want you to feel my happiness, too.

It’s a Friday, so I know you might not be home until late. You usually go out with the guys on Fridays. And when we had dinner with your brother last weekend, you said that was all you wanted for your birthday: for it to be normal. But I decided to put up decorations in the kitchen after you fell asleep on Thursday, anyways. When your alarm goes off on Friday, I’m already out of bed; you find me naked in the kitchen, making coffee.

“Happy Birthday, babe,” I say quietly, in a bit of a sing-song voice. You’re squinting in the lights, and take the coffee I’m offering you out of my hands and put it back on the counter. You press me to you. I giggle and wrap my arms around your neck. “Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday to you!” I kiss both your cheeks. Read more »

when we first met (like, in person)

when you first messaged me three months ago, i figured you were like every other guy i met online. we’d either talk for a very dirty thirty minutes and then never again, or maybe for two days, or possibly a week if you were as hopelessly horny as i am. but eventually it would end. another nameless stranger would know what i look like naked, maybe vice versa, and that would be it.

but with you, the one-week mark passed, and we were still talking. sometimes during the day, just about work. we learned things about each other besides sexual fantasies. it was fun to talk about what we’d like to be doing on any given night, but actually meeting seemed beyond the realm of possibility. the pandemic was still on, and we lived almost 1,000 miles apart.

then one day you called at lunch time. we sometimes did video calls, but only at night (unless it was a *very* lazy sunday). i figured you had pressed the wrong button, but picked up anyways.

“hello?”

“hey… so remember how i said [city] was the midpoint between us?”

“haha yeah, i remember.”

“well… what do you think about that?” Read more »

everyday erotica / Monday pt1

You spent the weekend with the guys. It’s fine, that’s normal for us now. Four years in, and I feel like the only times I *really* get you to myself are those random lunch breaks when we both come home–no planning–and the middle of the night when you’re sleeping so deeply, and my insomnia medication hasn’t kicked in yet.

But I am close to my period, and my sex drive is through the roof. I played with the vibrator I got myself two Christmases ago until it died *twice* on Saturday, and then tried to cross my legs and distract myself all Sunday. When you came home drunk Sunday night, I tried to get you naked, but it wasn’t right. You said you were tired.

But I can only go so long. I’m running out of steam. This doesn’t happen a lot for us. We’ve always had regular sex; dry spells are uncommon, and make me nervous. Are you being satisfied by someone else? Read more »