Category: Erotica

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All your corps buddies are gone and we have a little time alone. Your sweaty, hot body sticking to mine, we’re naked to our briefs; lying on top of me, you’re dry-humping me like a horny dog at a fire hydrant. Rhythmically, repeatedly, you’re nailing my crotch into your mattress with your hard-on, circling and grinding your weight up the back of my cock. Rounding the head a little before you pull back and thrust again. Your face is red like a beet.

I take one of your nipples into my mouth and suck and bite hard, and you throw your head back and moan in pain. Sweet, blissful, sexual pain.

– Oh, fuck. FUUCK, you groan.

Unlatching, I reach down to your briefs to hook my fingers down the side. You arch your back so I can pull them off your hips, and your big long cock springs free and enticing. I kiss down your chest and tease your head with my tongue.

– God-DAMN. Oh, fuck, dude. You’re gonna make me cum if you keep that up.

I look up at you, grinning.

– Well, that’s half the point, isn’t it, then? Read more »

For me, there’s nothing like already being horny and going from a cool house to a hot car. I pull my pants down, and let the heat wrap around my cock. Before I touch myself, I like to close my eyes and imagine all my wildest fantasies. There, I’ll be as hard and turned on as I’ve ever been in my life. When I can’t take it anymore, I’ll start touching myself slowly. It won’t take much to get me off like that, so I like to take my time and enjoy it. Whimpers and moans will bubble out of my throat of their own accord as I tease myself. Precum leaks out of me and rolls down my shaft. My balls pull into my body, and gently tugging on them feels amazing. As I nudge myself toward orgasm, eventually I pass the point of no return. I am going to cum, or I’m going to ruin myself. That’s when I start furiously jacking off, the waves of pleasure higher and more forceful depending on how fast and hard I pump. Pure bliss rolls through me as my back arches, I shudder, and my legs kick out. My nails dig into my own shoulder, the pain it’s own kind of pleasure at the height of orgasm. My head goes back, my jaw drops, my eyes roll, and I let my vocal chords express what my body can’t. Usually I take care not to make a mess, but this situation is special for how good it makes me feel, and I like to make the exception- getting completely naked beforehand, emmersing myself completely in the moment, and cumming everywhere. On myself, the seat, the wheel, the dashboard, the windshield… The heat makes me shoot more and farther than I normally would. Finally shuddering to a stop as the energy flows out of me, as I am left taking slow, deep breaths, my head swimming. A cool shower is a great reward after cleaning up, and I’m left with a physical buzz for the rest of the day.

Hey guys, i am an amateur writer that writes almost anything, but i love erotic stories, but sometimes they lack passion, a deep story, a controversial theme, the metamorphosis of a character, stuff like that, so i am writing this story that at least satifies a small public, its called “My idol”, it will tell us the story of Nathan Burnette, the son of an ex-pop singer, that assists to a distance university, therefore he doesnt have any friends and spends a lot of time at home, so he develops a certain hobby, and also his discovering of the other face of his mother, Janette.

“Kitten, have you seen my- oh, hello,” He purred as he leaned in the doorway of our shared bedroom.

“Looking for something?” I said with a teasing lilt to my voice, raising an eyebrow. He nodded and stalked closer, eyes dark. “Anything I can help with?” My voice was breathy as he crouched at the foot of our bed, clearly preparing to pounce.

“Don’t move,” he suggested, eyes on mine. “That would be ideal.” He winked at me and, before I could react, he launched himself into the air over the edge of the bed and pinned me down. “You found my Nirvana tee,” he observed once we broke apart from the heated embrace, both of us panting, both of our lips swollen.

“*You* found your Nirvana tee,” I corrected, grinning at him. “I just happen to be in it and nothing else.” I gasped when he kissed me hard and rolled me over to swat me lightly. “Ooooh Sir, what did I do to earn that?” Read more »