Category: Erotica

His touch sent electric shocks throughout her body, her skin so sensitive even his gentle strokes were too much for her to take. She hadn’t been touched by him for too long, but that had been her fault. Alexa had been naughty. It had been a moment of brattiness that she wished she could take back, but she couldn’t and sir’s refusal to touch her or let her pleasure herself for an entire week had almost driven her crazy with need. But now he rubbed her bare pussy with long languid strokes, rubbing her wetness all over from her core to the hot swollen nub that was begging for release. He’d been teasing her now for what seemed like hours, always circling around while all she wanted was him to plunge some part of himself into her wet center. Alexa needed him like she needed air to breathe. But he was in charge of everything and she couldn’t afford to make her wishes known now. Not after what she did. Read more »

*from the point of view of Luke Dunpny*

I had just walked in to watch the game with my dad only to find him on top of my naked sister. I was shocked, but couldn’t take my eyes off of Haley. She was breathing heavily, her hair all messed up, and her arms were stretched out grabbing the sheets. Her bare, perfectly sized breasts were hanging out as my dad put his mouth around as much of her right boob as possible. When Haley saw me standing there, her jaw dropped. Read more »

So here we are finally. Upstairs. You arch your back while I gently grab both your ass cheeks and spread them apart to hear your pussy and ass spread(you know the sound im on about). As i slowly.. Inch by inch.. push my dick deeper inside you into you take it all and your feet curl because of the utterly nice sensation it gives you.

I feel your body tensing as you ride back and forth.. back and forth. Your ass pushing against my pelvis wanting me to go deeper. You start to feel my cock tickling your gspot and you cannot contain yourself, your body convulses and trembles knowing your going to explode any second.

While keeping the rythm going I see you turn you head to look at me as you bite your lip. That makes me crazy.. you know this! Your pussy clenches onto my hard cock and pulsates. You try not to make a sound as your family are over for dinner and they think you’re getting changed. Read more »

I was always pretty ordinary. Okay haircut, slightly off teeth that didn’t require braces but were just a little crooked, crushing on girls who would never give me the time of day. My uncle was an inventor though, and that made things interesting. Mainly studied brainwaves and stuff, I never payed much attention. Until he showed me the watch. It looks like a watch. It functions as a watch. It even ticks like a watch. But it also has the power to control people. Something about making them highly sensitive to suggestions or orders. I don’t know how exactly it works, I just know he ran down the basics for control and told me to do some live testing with it. And I was happy to. If I didn’t my French teacher wouldn’t be deepthroating me. Read more »

He was a kind, caring man and for that she loved him. He tried to be equally gentle as a lover and that she appreciated – but she was secretly extremelly glad of how thoroughly he failed at it. He started softly, almost fearfully, caressing her like a brittle glass vase – time a few minutes and his caresses turned more aggressive, his soft breathing heavier – by the time he had gotten her naked – a process that had signed a death sentence for quite a few pieces of lingerie – he was barely able to form a full sentence. His hands now grabbed her more forcefully, his kiss were almost predatory and the very notion of him waiting for her consent to take her sounded risible.
Without as much as a warning he would turn her over, grab her firmly and get inside her with a satisfied animaleque grunt – the only reason why that rough, forceful penetration never hurt was that by then she was always completely drenched. He kept going, the only sound in the room her welping, his growling and the rithmic slapping of skin agains skin.
She could feel him contracting and drawing close to his orgasm, which when it came felt in some way even more satisfying than her own – he came inside, always insde, pressing his pelvis against her and making sure not a single drop was spilled. He then collapsed exhausted on her back – in that position they laid together for a few minutes, regaining their breath and enjoying each other’s touch. She could feel drops of him dripping out of her, so copious, so warm.
She dipped her fingers into what was left of it and smiled – truly, there was no more sincere compliment to her sex appeal that a woman could receive.
As his breathing became more regular he regained his composture. It was fascinating to look at him in the eyes while that happened. She had learned to pinpoint the exact moment when he came to his senses and she always made sure to reassure him with a kiss and a sweaty, warm hug that everything was allright, only for them to fall asleep together like that.
In the morning, she would make sure to stay in bed until he had left, always covered head to toe by the sheets.
As he was gone she would always stand up in front of her elegant full figure mirror, looking at herself, checking for the occasional bruise or sometimes a bitemark with something not unlike pride and savouring the thought of being in his greedy hands again the next night.

I am in mobile, so spacing will be a problem. I’ll fix it when I get to a computer. Also, it’s in first and second person present tense where I am the guy and you are the girl. Read more »