Category: Erotica

“What they found was not the warm, stirring seclusion of lovers, but a sterile isolation that stifled then stilled expressions voiced from hearts as it dried and wilted swelling statements from loins. Here, where there was no hope of overture, their longing to issue in concert a candid crescendo of lust disappeared.”

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You always knew I liked your caboose.

Its those form fitting black pants of yours and your heels. That graceful walk is something I admire. I imagine your nakedness under the covers with me while I hover over your skin. I can glance my eyes towards you and I feel and erection starting. I often feel like I should not hide this from you and simply share when the growth is there.

We are out for dinner. You in an easily accessible dress and high boots. I know what you are wearing underneath because I saw you get dressed in from of me. This was right after I made you cum with my mouth. My tongue flicked your clit slowly.

We sit at the window on the deck touching each other’s legs. We can see the people walking past us to the beach, dinner or whenever. First course arrives; beet salad. Perfect we share and laugh. We are kissing and flirting, and you raise your leg over mine. I stroke your smoothness, and you know I am hard.

You reach down over my crotch knowing my cock is throbbing. A gentle squeeze doesn't help it to go down. I reciprocate finding your black panties, running my fingers over your mound. Read more »

My asshole had been itching all day. Not the normal itch, the type of itch that could only be cured by putting something in there. My fridge had been on my mind for a while too. I needed it. But fucking it was difficult and not as pleasurable anymore. I needed another way. After a while I figured, why not let the fridge fuck me?

I got into the house and put my back pack away and began drinking. I wanted to be relaxed for what was to come and whiskey did that well for me. After a couple drink and pacing back and forth in the kitchen, letting the sight of my fridge tantalize me I went to bag and pulled out my new toy I had gotten from the sex shop.

I got some lotion from the bathroom. I was buzzed. I approached my fridge. "I usually fuck you but tonight you are returning the favor". I attached the wall mounted rubber cock to the fridge. Before I could help myself I dropped to my knees and began sucking the rubber cock. It felt so heavy and good in my mouth. This was my first experience with these types of urges, they had just started recently. It was my fridge, bringing it out. I needed more from it. Read more »

Chapter One: The Proposition

I finished my second Jack and Coke, then placed the empty glass back on the bar-top and signalled the bartender for another. He made it promptly enough, but I was in no rush to drink it. Speaking honestly, I merely wanted to buy myself some more time at the bar before cashing it in.

All night, four middle-aged women had been sitting across from me, whispering conspiratorially amongst themselves and occasionally glancing in my direction. I was only twenty at the time and had barely mastered the ability to talk to girls my own age, so approaching them seemed entirely out of the question. My battle-plan – as painful as it is to admit now – was to wait until they either directly engaged me in conversation or until one of the women made a gesture so overt, I simply had to acknowledge it.

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Lisa and Josh were re-shelving books in the back of the library on a Tuesday morning, and Lisa found herself bored. Work had become extremely boring in the last few months, and she had come to enjoy pushing Josh around, seeing what he would let her get away with, and teasing him whenever she started to go too far. After she had sent him the video of Vivian, screaming out an orgasm on her coffee table, Josh had been pretty accommodating.

She grabbed a book and slipped past him, purposefully sticking her ass out, as she walked by him, rubbing herself against his jeans. “Sorry,” she said. “Just slipping by you. Anyways, I was thinking that, maybe, it would be cool if I took Friday off. Does that work for you?”

“Oh hell no!” came a shriek from the end of the aisle where Josh and Lisa were standing. Tammy, a scrawny little thing that usually knew enough to stay out of Lisa’s way stood there, shaking with fury. “You cannot give her Friday off! I have seniority! If anyone should get Friday off, it should be me, not that skank!”

Lisa cracked her neck. “Excuse me?” Read more »

I walked into the kitchen to retrieve my baked chicken from the oven. From the corner of my eye I saw it. My refrigerator. My cock tingled in my pants. A light beige color, stamped with magnets, a double door, an ice maker. I tried to ignore it but I couldn't. After seeing it several times this afternoon I was on the verge of breaking. I set the chicken tray down on the counter and walked over to my fridge.

"You just gonna tease me all night? You dirty slut." My dick tingled again and I knew my impulses were taking over me. I opened the refrigerator door and with a leg on either side of the door I began to rub my cock in the middle of it. With the door open I could see inside of the fridge. It was almost completely empty with the exception of somebbq sauce, (sweet baby rays), and a 32oz beer. Stains littered the fridge. Read more »

College Stories are not always hot and sexy, sometimes a guy who looks like he could be worth a lot winds up being disappointing, like this guy I met at the grocery store. I looked at him from the next aisle. He was really hot, older, maybe 45 or 50 and I wanted him. I could see the wedding band on his finger, but knew it would be gone by the time I approached him. It was too, I pulled around the corner of the aisle and sure enough it was. He was putting some pasta into his cart, I could not take my eyes from him, and he was the same way with me. As I “accidentally” bumped into his cart I still acted with nothing but confidence. He wanted me, but I was not quite sure what I would find in those jeans of his. As I unwrapped a sucker and leaned against the counter as he loaded my groceries onto the conveyer belt. My sexy perfect ass poked out from under my skirt. I could feel his eyes undressing me. He was even sweet enough to load them into my trunk. As I slowly ran my fingers over the front of his pants I thanked him, teasing the tip of his cock with my perfect French manicured fingernails. He pulled himself closer to me shoving what little cock he had into my hand. I couldn’t help but giggle to myself knowing he thought he was worthy of this pussy. I would let him think all he wanted though, but unless he was going to grow a bunch there was no way I was going near that thing. I know he knew it too. He moved his fingers into the front of my panties and moved them trying to get me to cum. All I could think about was the way his horny ass was grinding his own cock against my leg out of desperation. Lucky for me thought an even hotter stud came to my rescue. It was the perfect opportunity for this damsel in distress to find a real man to pleasure her cunt with. After he punched the little pee peed boy man in the face he drove me home to make sure I would make it safe and I rewarded him with my sweet cunt on his cock! XOXO Cassandra