Category: Erotica

From their, she massaged my legs. She had already hit my calves when I was on my tummy. Her hands moved up to my thighs, kneading my muscles in her hands. Her touch was soft yet firm. So amazing. She went a little higher than usual, pressing deep into my muscles, as her hands slid along the crevice where my hips and legs meet. Still professional, but damn it was kind of turning me on. I spread my legs every so slightly, hoping she would notice but think it was involuntary. She worked her hands like magic, then she came back to the head of the bed. She replenished the oil on her hands and gently began to rub my stomach.

“Some clients like their tummy massaged, some don’t. What about you?”

“Yes please,” I said in a semi unconscious state.

She squirted a bit of oil on my tummy. Some seeped into my navel. She lightly began to touch me. Her hands were like feathers, tickling my tummy ever so slightly. Her hands went lower, to just above the towel. She rubbed me gently and then her hands slid under the towel, just a little. I moaned, I’m sure of it, and spread my legs a little more. Read more »

Hi all, I just joined the community but have been reading stories for a while now. I had a question though, in many of the stories you all post, penis size is mentioned. Often times larger dicks are painted in a good light and smaller dicks painted in a more negative light? I was wondering who you personally believe that benefits? Are you writing with men in mind or women? So I ask you, if you’ve mentioned penis size in your story, who was your intended audience?

We’ve never met, but I feel as though I know you.
I feel as if I’ve always known you.
As in I’ve felt your presence wash through me often over time sensing a feeling of intimacy and comfort wrap around me like a favorite soft blanket.

I imagine many things about you:
The early morning sun across your peaceful sleeping face.
Watching you sleep, your breathing calm, your face relaxed and just oh so sexy.
Your hair tousled, knowing I want to reach out and run my fingers slowly through it

Your chest lightly dusted with hair, your abs still firm, your lovely snail trail disappearing under your boxer band, morning wood evident.
I imagine your eyes slowly opening and catching me watching you and rather than look away your whole face brightens and smiles back, our eyes meeting and both our smiles widening.

I imagine your hand reaching up and tucking my hair behind my ear and then moving to the back of my head and gently pulling me down to meet your lips.

A slow, soft gentle kiss to start. Read more »

As I sit at my desk, you come up behind me and swivel my chair around. You quickly lean down and passionately kiss me before straddling my lap. My hands grasp the small of your back and I pull your body closer to mine as our kiss persists. I feel you wriggle your arse on my thighs as you aim to be as close to me as possible. 
My hands move up your back to entangle your hair and pull your head back so that I can kiss your neck and mark you as mine. As you moan from my evident desire for you pulsing under your crotch, my hands run down your back to grasp the hem of your shirt and pull it over your head. I bury my face between your breasts as I unclasp your bra, my stubble and lips grazing across your sensitive skin. 
All this attention from me resulting in you feeling more desirable with each passing second. As your mind runs away with unrelated thoughts, my lips move across and capture one of your breasts, my tongue darting out and fluttering across and bringing your mind back to the sensations I am giving to your body. 
My hands are roaming across your back touching as much of you as I can, while my mouth is unremitting in its attempt to gratify your sexual desires. You are unceasing with your grinding on me, feeling my hardness through our clothing and wanting it inside of you. I pull my shirt off over my head so that I can feel your nakedness against mine, you whimpering in disappointment for the lack of contact while I need to perform that task. 
I pull you up from my lap and sit you on my desk, my body still between yours as I extend my hands to feel your glorious breasts cupped in them, my fingers enclosing around them and rolling them causing sparks to shoot from there down to your wet centre. I lean down and kiss you passionately as you reach down and undo our pants desperate for me to be inside of you. 
We quickly wiggle out of the remainder of our clothing as my hands and lips maintain their contact with your sexy body. As the last item of clothing drops from your foot, you grab my hardness and pull me to you. I moan into your mouth from the feel of your hand surrounding me and the anticipation of being inside you again. As I feel your wetness touch the head of my shaft, I push into you and feel you squeezing me as I invade your body again. 
I look into your eyes as I bottom out and see the look of desire evident in them. I see your mouth open in a silent moan as you feel me thrusting into you and you close your eyes to focus solely on that sensation. 
My desk moves under you from the force of my thrusts and our moans echo around the room. Your legs squeeze me tight to your body before we rearrange so that your ankles are around my neck and the change of angle amplifies the already high sexual energy we have.
Our desire reaches a crescendo and I explode within the confines of your body, my shaft expanding for each release into you. Your walls convulsing around me as you milk every drop from my body as you want me inside you for ever. 
As we both slowly come down from the sexual high, we hear the office noises around us and see we have an audience…