Category: Erotica

She f30 comes in late kicks her heels off, ranting about her day as she’s undoing her dress, turns around to find me at the table with dinner cold, I’m f24 drunk off the wine her ex gave us… you were with her again weren’t you… I think to myself as you start to apologize profusely for being late, the office meeting ran late your boss is a dick blah blah do you even hear yourself because I don’t, i hear you getting fucked by her, the way you moan is the same when you use to let me touch you.. I pretend to be satisfied with the chilly mash potatoes and hard chicken.. but again I drift.. you clean up the kitchen, kiss me on the cheek and before you get in the shower.. I pour myself another glass. You look so beautiful, I can’t be too upset right? Sharing you with another woman, how could it not drive me mad. The way I kiss your clit.. the way I grab your hips when I pull your pussy close to my lips why am I not good enough.. fuck I make my way to the shower where I hear you singing.. I can’t stop you’re turning me on knowing you don’t want me but I do when I feel the steam hits my face and your panty hose lays loosely off the sink… do I dare bring them to my nose? This is what you do to me I search for the smell of your cum convincing myself she was the reason you were dripping down your legs.. you drop your razor, I come back from my anxiety.. too see you naked was the mission I was on, I pull back the curtain.. baby fuck you’re so beautiful the water flows softly off your nipples somehow the water comes back together by your belly button down to your pussy. I watch the stream closely mesmerized and very drunk.. can I please join you.. you invite me which I’m surprised by, you ask me to wash your back I lather you with my hands massaging soap over your shoulders and your arms your tits and softly graze the nipples in the palms of my hands.. you’re so fucking warm, your nipples are incredibly hard and for me ? I rinse you off, I start to kiss your neck I turn you around facing away from me.. I push you against the cold wall, I take my fingers and pet your pussy lips feeling how soft they are I break my way into your pussy where it’s wet I don’t go all th way just enough to bring some to your clit, you’re so fucking wet I want to taste you. I rub the left side of your clit with your own angel dust, so slippery I glide past it I rub the right side and underneath it back down to your Pussy where I find you dripppng I’m rubbing your clit fast I know you want to cum.. beg me baby … not her… Beg me to make love to the sides of your clit to make it harder than it is to make it cum …you beg for me to hit your gspot so you can melt into me… i whisper to you not until your clit comes first I want you squirting down my arms when your clit is cumming and with each stroke gliding you’ll cream on my fingers, is this how she fucks you i think to myself? I keep getting flash backs of finding you two together.. but fuck the faces you make are so sexy the way you grab the back of my neck as I play in circles trying to make you cum you scream my name as your cumming… I start fucking your pussy your squirting just like I wanted you too,, you’re trying to catch your breath im holding you tightly against me by your tit and by your gspot your body relaxes on me, it’s addicting to watch you, to pleasure you.. its fun to play with your cum in between my fingers, you still facing away from I grab your neck shove my fingers into your mouth making you suck it off like the bad girl you are. Fucking whore how could I not love you.

“Daaaaaaddyyyyyyyyy,” I call out from the bed.

“What is it babygirl,” he responds, not looking away from the tv.

I beg, “Play with meeeee, pwease”.

“I’m busy with this game right now babe,” he says, frustrating me.

I get up and walk over to where he’s sitting, wrapping my arms around him from behind, kissing his neck as I whisper in his ear, “but I can make you feel so much better than that game”. He remains silent, focused on the tv. I take my pants off, so all I’m wearing is my panties and a t-shirt, before sitting in his lap, making him pause his game.

“Babe, really? Now I can’t see,” he says, clearly frustrated.

“Good,” I pull my shirt off before kissing him deep. He grabs my hips as I grind against him, feeling his cock get harder and harder. Before I know it his hands are on my ass as he picks me up, bringing me back to the bed.

He lays me down on it, growling in my ear, “you’re such a naughty impatient little girl,” before biting my neck. I moan as I dig my nails into his back. Read more »

“I want you to go to the park at 6pm sharp and wait for me, find a picnic table that is somewhat secluded and get on your knees, bent over the table. You pull your skirt up over your hips and lay across that table, completely exposed.”

She hears the words echo in her mind as she pulls into the parking lot of the park at the specified time. She shivers, unable to believe what she is about to do. Climbing out of her car, she makes her way down the path that leads deeper into the wooded area of the park. She knows where she is going, her shoes crunch along the gravel as she surveys her surroundings thankful it is a warm evening and knowing there shouldn’t be too many people out at this time of day. Read more »

It is the twelfth day of the 8th month of denial for Lisa. This was Master’s challenge: an entire year of constant teasing without orgasms while diligently serving Master’s every need. Good girls knew that Master’s request is her law – and Lisa was a good girl. Now, after eight months of constant, agonizing orgasm denial, Lisa certainly had more than a tinge of regret and frustration about her situation.

She tugged at the thick leather cuffs with futility, all the while knowing that they won’t come off until Master gives the o-k. Whenever the cuffs are locked-on, Master always had something special in store for her. Or, more accurately, it was something special for him and him alone. The *special* that she wanted he would not give: she desperately needed to cum.

Feeling the vibrations on her clit and getting lost in her thoughts, Lisa let out a small moan into her gag. Then, realizing her mistake, she bit down on the gag and braced for the punishment. Her eyes widened in fear and she counted in her mind in-between each timid breath: “One. Two. Three.” A sharp shock coursed through her nipples and her back arched from the pain. For a second, she seemed to levitate off the bed like a startled cat. This time, Lisa did not make a sound. Read more »

She fidgets nervously as she waits, contemplating how horribly wrong this could go. She shifts on her knees, settling her ass back onto her heels she tries not to crease the paper that she holds lightly in her hands. She reads her list of “complaints”, hoping he’ll take it lightly but also hoping he’ll see what she’s asking for and maybe give her the “punishment” she deserves for being so cheeky.

Sneaking a peek at the clock on the wall in his office, she adjusts her clothes quickly as she hears him come through the door. She holds her hands up, the sheet of paper laying flat on her palms, an offering to him as she keeps her head bowed. She hears him pause as he comes in, he stands in the doorway observing her position next to his desk for long moments. So long, she almost looks up to see if he’s still there, at that moment he steps softly into the room and moves to her side.

“What is this, pet?”

She lifts her arms higher, above her head holding the paper up for him. She whisper-mumbles to him, “My complaints, Sir.” She ducks her head down, extremely nervous now, her body almost vibrating with tension as she waits for him to respond. Read more »

Before I even left work shes sending me texts telling me she’s been reading erotica playing with herself, sending pics of her soaked panties lying on the floor. Teasing me about not getting out of work early to come home and add my fingers to her toys. I tell her I’m going to race my old car home and make that happen. The whole time I’m already rock hard at the thought of what she’s doing.

Punch out, walking to car and I get an audio only text of her just moaning and grunting then yelling ‘GET HOME NOW! I just came so hard and want you here.’ I run like an loon to my car, jump in and speed home, miraculously I hit all the lights, none or the slow pokes, perfect commute. I spend the time thinking of her, laying down with a clit sucking toy, a rabbit and magic wand, her favorites. I’m hard the whole ride home imagining what I will do to her in the few minutes before the kids get home from school. Read more »

Morning session with my toy produced this first draft. Hope you enjoy:)

My bear legs feel the cool of the leather armchair beneath me as I wait. His office is clinical yet comforting. I have been coming to see Dr Vellaman since I was a kid too scared to tell their family doctor that I was in need of birth control. He has a dominating presence.

Dr Velleman walks into his office and closes the door behind him. “Oh wow, you look nice!”

“Thank you.”

“So, how are you today?”

“I’m good, but I have been having real trouble sleeping after work.”

“Oh no! That sounds terrible.”

“Yeah it has gotten a bit unbearable as I’m constantly tired.”

“Okay well hop on the table and let’s have a proper look at you.”

I lay back on the examination table and his big build towers over me in the most pleasant way. He always starts with a chest exam, regardless of my reasons for showing up, which brings me to believe that he enjoys them as much as I do. His hand slides slowly up my shirt. Two fingers clutch the icey metal of the stethoscope as the rest trail my body with their warmth. He looks down at me and smiles as his hand rests between my cleavage. Read more »