Category: Erotica

David had allways been the quieter one in the office and was often the butt of everybodys jokes. I could tell that he wasnt very confident when it came to talking to women as hed often avoid conversation with me and when we did talk hed stutter, get his words mixed up and avoid eye contact. That said when ever we did speak, he was allways very sweet to me. Thats why it was so surreal to watch him nervously clambering on top of me.

He hardly even acknowledged me as he laid down between my legs with his head over my shoulder and covered us both with the blanket as the other guys watching made fun of him. “Waheeey, look daves gonna lose his virginity”… “go on davey boy, get those sloppy seconds”

I winced in discomfort as he clumsily jabbed his cock into my slit, missing my hole and squashing my clit. I reached down between our legs and guided him into me and was instantly disappointed by his size. He was small, probably the smallest id ever had. I laid motionless and stared blankly up the ceiling over his shoulder as he slowly gyrated his hips back and forth and his short cock barely past my inner lips. Our cheeks were pressed together and he was breathing heavily into my ear when he whispered under his breath. Read more »

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I chose a dark blue bra and as I slipped on the matching panties, I could already feel my pussy begin to melt. I imagined seeing his face when he stripped me and found the lacy blue lingerie underneath. I loved how his eyes would widen as if to take in the sight of my body more fully. His lusty gaze always kills me…the inner sex goddess takes control and I can’t be held responsible for her wanton behavior. He arrived finally and that first kiss was soooo lovely. I feel my whole being relax when I’m with him and I was itching to get my hands all over that sexy body. I needed to hear him moan again.

That would have to wait, however. He arrived starved – for food – and I settled in next to him on the couch to chat as he ate. As I re-positioned the ottoman, he playfully smacked my ass and it made me smile. I love how easy it is between us. It’s so rare to find someone you can be 100% your authentic self with AND they still want you as much as you want them. I don’t take it for granted and this casual time, chatting and laughing together is so precious to me. Read more »

The Texas BBQ business has taken off so I put out an add for help and after our phone call I was glad to have you join me at 2am in time to start the fires – get the smokers lit and out the briskets on.

I was even happier when I saw you arrive – those delicious curves of yours. After a short tour of the smokehouse we get to work. And In a short while the smoke is blowing the meat is on and it’s time to clean up before the next bit of prep.

In the dark and smoke I suddenly get an urge to taste you. Maybe it’s because you are bent over sweeping up a bit of ash. My hand reaches down from behind and slides up your inner thigh. I surprise you but instead of pulling away you suddenly close your legs trapping my hand between them. I wiggle my hand around palming your mound and feel the heat between your legs.

My other hand reaches around and undoes your pants. I pull them down and discover you aren’t wearing any underwear. My free hand bends you over more as I kneel behind you. The smell of the smoke and your wetness is intoxicating. Read more »

As I write this, I should tell you, that I’m wet. More than wet. Turned on. My skin is tingling. 

Ten minutes ago, I was looking for something to put inside me. And fifteen minutes before that, I had been lazily fingering myself. Pulling aside my panties, tugging on my lips, spreading myself apart with two fingers. Left handed. I had a leg propped up on the table to reach myself better. It was easier to thrust my fingers inside me. I touched my pussy like a stranger. Gentle, curiously exploring. Slightly uncoordinated since I was using my off-hand. I was moist. I know you keep lube hidden in the drawer of the computer desk. But trust me, I didn’t need it. 

The more I fingered myself, the more I wanted… well, more. When I was done teasing myself, that’s when I decided to find something to fill me. I used the sharpie marker. The thick one. It went in ridiculously easy. I pushed it in and out several times, using different angles. I could feel it sliding around but it was not enough to clamp around. I needed to have something large enough for my pussy to squeeze.  Read more »

Things should have changed after being away from home for the better part of a year, that’s what I thought anyway. My first year at university had been different certainly, but not in the sort of grand life-changing way I had hoped for. Returning home at the end of the school year I found everything pretty much same. I may as well not have bothered.

As sisters, and only about a year and a half apart, I grew up sharing a room with Lindsay. That hadn’t changed either and even now as I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling I could hear her soft breathing from across the room. I turned my head to look at her but couldn’t make out much more than an undefined mound where her blanket covered her. To think one of the biggest problems in my life was sleeping in the same room as me.

It sounded terrible when I thought of it that way. It wasn’t like Lindsay had done anything to deserve being labeled as a problem, even just in my mind. She was as good a sister as I could have asked for and I wouldn’t have traded her for anything. I just wished I could fix whatever was wrong with me. Read more »