Category: Erotica

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Desi has been cowgirl riding me for 20 minutes now, and I’ve already nutted her twice. Could she possibly milk anymore out of me? My cock is throbbing, and my balls are painfully tight. She wants more and is expecting to get more as she continues her furious ride. Though I didn’t think I could, I explode once more, another load of semen deep inside of her. My third and my final load.
My brain literally feels like it shattered after that last blow. Thankfully, she had enough and gets off me. I’m so exhausted, all I can do is lay there, breathing heavily as my heart tries to calm down and my cock softens to a flaccid state of fatigue.
It’s only been a minute. A whole sixty seconds and I feel her wrapping her hand around my limp cock. I look down at her, then throw my head back onto the pillow, closing my eyes as Desi manages to masturbate me to another erection. She looks up with a smile and says, “Giddy Up Cowboy. I’m not done yet.”

After several tongue swirling kisses of passion, Anna pulled Emma to her feet, and said, “Follow me.”

Emma did so, and was fascinated to see the tattoo that Anna had. It was just above the beginning of her rear cleft, and a large, very red rose had its petals open to a colorful butterfly hovering just above it. Emma thought that it looked sexy as all hell. She couldn’t resist, she reached out, tracing her fingers along the design.

Anna let out a sigh of pleasure, and she said, “Do you like my new tattoo?”

Emma whispered, “It’s so sexy, I’d love to get one, if I didn’t have to get needled, that’s scary!”

Anna grinned, and said, “I didn’t get needled for this one. It’s a temporary tattoo. I didn’t like the idea of the needles either, and then, if you want it removed, laser removal costs a lot, with no guarantee that it will get rid of it, and can leave a hell of a scar. With this, I get all the benefits of a sexy design, without the downsides.” Read more »

I felt the early morning light start to creep in and coax me out of my sleep.

My body started to come into conciseness and I noticed how sore I felt. I laid there with my eyes closed. Remembering the events of the night and early this morning. I let the memories wrap around me like a warm blanket.

I felt the bed slightly move. He reached out to me and pulled me into him. I smiled. My back pressed against his chest.

“Good Morning” he whispered in a raspy tone. His breath tickled my ear.

“Morning” I felt his lips touch the back of my neck causing my skin to goosebump instantly.

I felt his hard on against me. I sighed with happiness. After two years without sex it felt amazing to feel desired. I gently reached behind me and took his cock in my hand. He stifled a groan in my shoulder.

He slide his hand between my legs. I parted them for him. He slide a finger in.

I was already wet. Read more »

Circled by seawater drying on the ground I throw the incense into the fire. The spicy scent drives me forward whispering, “I want, I need…” I can’t even finish the thought, the feeling that is untouchable, undeniable. Soon it just becomes a chant, “I want, I need.” Loosing myself to the beat of the words, the dance of the flames, I see them change forming a mountain. No, a piece of my mind goes, a volcano with a glowing top. Out pours a great blackness and then suddenly the flames have wings. Such brightness makes my eyes water so that I must close them, but the endless chant goes on. There is a large gust that blows the fire towards me and I yelp in surprise, the heat blazing by my body.

My eyes flash open, the fire is as it should be, the stones still keeping it in. Looking at it wondering how it could flow towards me in this cave with the entrance far behind me. “You called me witch,” I nearly jumped out of my skin at the deep voice at my back. I turned and saw a man near the edge of the circle. His skin was as black as obsidian where the white linen wasn’t covering it, with almost as much shine. Though it was his eyes that enthralled me, I had never seen eyes that were so golden, like a lost treasure suddenly found. Read more »