Category: Erotica

She leaned her head back and let another load splash into her open mouth. The puddle had been growing steadily over her lunch break. She loved every second of it. She told herself that she wanted this sale but she knew deep down that she was just a slut. She was going to take down these loads and then close the sale on this house to this college fraternity. Here she was 36 with no college degree making it in the real world with her own mortgage – making it the hard way.

Cum dripped down her chin and she shivered with excitement. Her right hand was rubbing her clit softly thinking about how naughty she was. Another man squeezed her large breasts, slowing down to massage her hard nipple. He rested his swollen balls on her forehead. She knew the queue – she wrapped around his shaft with her vacant hand and started stroking. She started slow and worked her way from head to shaft. She then stopped to rub in the pre-cum as it oozed from his hole. She loved feeling him wiggle and melt in her hand. She kept stroking until he blew in her mouth. Another tasty meal for her. Read more »

The girls squealed as they jogged down the hotel balcony, sand and surf finally in view. Flip flops echoed against the stucco as they ran. Only Madison hung back, tightening her top in the reflection of one of the hotel’s many windows. Eyes hidden behind large dark shades, it wasn’t clear if she knew it was Izzy’s room, or just a happy accident. Izzy didn’t have time to care, her wide eyes frozen on the recently upgraded view. Barely outside her bathroom, she didn’t dare move in case the show would end. 
Madison’s new suit, a fiery red number, gripped her tight about the chest. She cupped each breast, smiling as she did so. With a tug she teased her right nipple, again, and again. An older couple walked by, staring. She laughed, but to Izzy  the outside world remained muffled by the window and the din of vacationers. Madison flirted with her reflection ike an old silent movie. Izzy didn’t want the movie to end.
Madison turned to go, but stopped. She looked her shades and slowed, mouth open. Izzy’s stomach dropped, unsure if she was shivering from fear of being caught, or arousal, or both. Madison let out a deep breath, fogging the glass as her adjusted suit dragged her tits up and down the window. She planted a kiss on her impromptu canvas and left. 
Izzy looked down and caught her fingers having their way with a very red clit. She didn’t remember starting, but she remembered finishing. The jolts caved in her hips and she landed on the tile on both knees with a crack. It hurt but didn’t. It was real, but somehow it wasn’t. 
Enthusiastic knocks rattled her door. “Let’s goooo, babe!” A pause. “Oh shit, is there someone else there??” Anna giggled.
“God, shut up!” Izzy replied with a wavering laugh, convulsions from the base of her sex betraying her balance. scrambling to find matching bottoms to her strappy patterned two-piece. 
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The afternoon was as bright and fun as advertised. Six girls made the trip, somehow all at Madison’s arrangement. After a while they stopped asking questions, the view and opportunity so intoxicating it drowned out everything else.  Read more »