For the fourth time this week my computer glitches in the middle of my reports. The mouse and keyboard aren't responding and I need to turn these reports in tonight. Pleading that someone is there, I call tech support.You answer, and my heart skips a beat. I tell you the problem and apologize for it being so late. You reassure me that its no problem, and say you are on your way up. I'm the only one on my floor. So I quickly do a hair and makeup check and unbutton the top two on my blouse. As you arrive to my office, there is already heat between my legs. I want to stroke myself in front of you, but just press my legs closer together. Again I tell you the problem and wheel back a little to give you space.You bend down under the desk to look at the tower, I lean back to get a look at you. As you sit up your arm brushes against my leg. Your touch is like electricity, the current runs up my leg and warms me all over. My breath catches and you looked up at me. My blushing face gives way how heated I am and you give me a cocky smirk. Wheeling me to my desk you lean over my shoulder. Apparently the function program for my mouse and keyboard was disconnected and just need to be troubleshoot and re-connected. I can hear the husk in your voice and feel your breath on my ear. I’m really trying not to squirm under you, but having you so close is making me slightly agitated. At this point I have lost interest to what you are saying and am sucked into naughty thoughts about you.
Category: Erotica
My First Fisting and my First Text Post on Reddit
It was an average night to start. I went out to do some flirting and have a few drinks. I ran into a guy who I knew from a while back. I am pretty sure we had sex but sometimes I forget.
We were soon flirting and having fun. Things heated up and we jumped in his car and headed for his house.
He had a great place for a single guy, neat, clean, and well decorated. We quickly made it to the bedroom and began to make out.
It was a very good, steamy, and passionate makeout session. We were both happy to explore and kiss for what seemed like a long time. It had been a while since I had this kind of passion so I was happy to take it slow tonight.
Soon we started peeling off layers. I took his shirt off and he slid my shirt up so that it exposed my breasts. It was hot feeling his slightly hairy chest with my bare nipples.
I reached between us and found a nice hard cock in his pants. I played with it as we continued to kiss. The passion was intensifying and it was getting very hot.
Sneak peek: The Visitor Takes a Trip [MMF threesome]
The Visitor Takes a Trip A Friendly Ménage Tale
“Mmm,” purred Lea, lowering herself onto Sean’s straining erection, feeling the flare of the head spreading her open. “Feel good, Sean?”
“Damn, Lea-honey,” Sean growled into her breast, “you know it does.” His big hands pressed gently but insistently down on her hips, pushing her further onto him, straddling him on one of the kitchen chairs. His cock pressed past where the membrane between her pussy and her ass was pushed tight by the butt plug that was planted deep inside of her, and now it was Lea’s turn to growl.
Then she gasped as his teeth clamped onto her nipple. Her whole body tingled, and she slid the rest of the way onto him — the rest of the way home.
Gazing up into her eyes, , Sean sighed, “Love you. Love you so fucking much.”
Suddenly the pressure of imminent tears narrowed Lea’s vision. “Love you too, Sean.”
Behind her came a deep, muffled moan.
Sean’s eyes flashed over Lea’s shoulder, but she rocked her hips, giving him (and herself) a taste of the delicious fuck that was yet to come.
One night with Tonya and Angie (MF MFF)
Just found this sub, and figured I’d could share a few of my experiences. A little background, I’m 45 married with kids, blah, blah, blah. I know I am a good-looking man, and while I’m hung a little better than average, I’m definitely not porn star hung, or Hollywood hansom either. I’m 5’7” (170 cm) and stocky. In my prime, I was 160 – 170 lb (72 – 77 kg), not fat – muscular, I’ve got brown hair and hazel eyes. While I never had any “grade A” prom queen types, I enjoyed more than my fair share of “B & C” girls and women, and I freely admit to more than a few “D-grading” nights as well. Enough of me, let’s get to the good stuff…
Monterey, California, 1991. I was in the ARMY stationed at Ft. Ord. I was dating a local girl of mixed heritage, Mexican and Euro-American. (I hate saying Caucasian, it’s insulting!) I’ll call her Angie. She was about 19 at the time and had a great hard-body with firm b-cups topped with dark silver dollar sized areolas and nipples like pencil erasers. But what drew me the most to her was her perfect heart shaped ass that you could bounce a quarter off. But she wasn’t the greatest looking, and was a bit too teeny-boppery for me, but when you’re stationed on an infantry base its not like there’s a plethora of girls around.
Long Ride Home [mfm]
A long night of partying with our friends, we're catching the late night sub back to our flat. Its unfortunately long, but we're the only ones in our car. I'm wearing your oversized leather jacket, and it seems to hide my short skirt and small shirt very easily. You sit down first and then pull me in the seat between you and the wall, but also halfway in your lap. Instinctively I curl up into you you, laying my head on your shoulder.
Your hand rubs my thigh working its way up my leg. I try to close my legs, but you push your hand up my skirt. I gasp softly as your thumb brushes over my pussy. The thong I wore is no defense against your touch. You tease me with soft grazes and close touches until I'm panting. The other hand pinches a nipple through my shirt. My moan echos in the large car.
"Be quiet princess, I don't want anyone hearing you."
NOT Celibate
So, I haven't written in a while and, holy crackers, it's been a whirlwind four months! Big, BIG, changes in my life.
This man, such a handsome man, sent me a message on Plenty of Fish. He wanted to meet and go for a walk. In my quest for a connection with a smart, cute man, I've come across a few possiblities. But this guy… there was something about him.
We walked and talked and basically really enjoyed getting to know each other. I felt the heat right away. His confidence and build was magnetic.
Now, I should tell you that he's quite a bit younger than I am, but you would not be able to tell just by looking at us. And his air of authority makes me feel that he is older than I am!
During our first meeting, he explained to me that he wasn't looking for the typical dating relationship. In fact, he explained that he'd be dating other people. What he wanted from me was "pure fucking." (!!!)
He said that he found me very physically attractive – everything about me – and had been looking for someone like me to use whenever he wanted.
Okay. I lied. I stayed up all night and wrote another one.
During our vacation in India me my wife and her older sister roomed in a tiny hotel. I had the top bunk while the two girl had the lower bunk so that they could easily talk to each other from across the tiny room. Being at the bottom also gave them freedom to change while I was asleep. Making sure that I was sound asleep before undressing for bed.
On one particular night after strolling through an eerie tourist spot I decided to rush back to the room before them and hide behind the older sister's bunk since there was a space between it and the wall. I waited there to scare them.
Her name was Diana and she and my wife were amazingly beautiful. They both had amazing asses, very supple and plump. Diana admittedly had a much sweeter and softer kissable pair of lips. She would press them together when she thought and it looked rather adorable. She would be rather flirty at times and my wife would get a little jealous.
Celibate
So, I haven't written in a while and, holy crackers, has it been a whirlwind four months! Not so much whilrling in a traveling-lots-of-places-way but more of a radical-changes-in-my-life way.
It began when I answered an ad on craigslist for a housekeeper. Of course, I need the money, but I also just need to stay busy. When I called the number listed, the man who answered seemed pleasant enough and suggested we meet at Starbucks (a public place – thank you for being concerned about making me feel safe) to go over the details of the job.
I walked into the coffee shop and looked around for a red-haired man (!!) with a beard. I smiled when I saw the only ginger in the place because he was also really cute!
Something I wrote. Let me know what you guys think.
I work as a tile repair man for a company called Slick Tiles. It's a small company with very few workers. And boy am I happy to be working here! All of the hard work paid off today!
I had to take over a shift for a sick worker. Granted I did not want to, but I had to because no one else was available at the time. I jumped in my work vehicle and drove down to the apartment. On my way I called the client.
"Hi! This is Wayne with Slick Tiles I was wondering if you were ready for us now?" I said over the phone.
"Oh sure just pull up to the apartment. I will be waiting outside." She said with a rushed tone.
30 minutes later I pull in to the drive way and drove around slowly in the parking structure unsure where to park. I finally stopped under some shade and called her back.
"Hey, it's Wayne with Slick Tiles again. I am here but where should I leave my car?"
"Oh sorry! I am still getting dressed. I will be outside soon to point you in the right direction." She said with a slight giggle.
Very new to writing. Please critique my first trial.
She came back into the bedroom, wearing his robe. She always wore his robe. Surely, after over 2 years together, you’d think he would let her call it their robe. But there was no fun in that. He always was stubborn, yet just playfully enough to not make it too much of a bother. Her hair left little drips across the floor as she walked, having not tied it up in a towel after her shower. More important things were on her mind this Sunday morning. He was still sleeping when she got back to the bed. Slowly, as to not wake him, she lifted up the sheet to get a better look at him. Always an attractive sleeper, ever since they’d met. She leant down to kiss him, slowly and softly touching her lips against his cock. She’d never woken him up like this before. The thought of him stiffening in her mouth excited her. No stirring from him, even as she started to lick up and down his shaft. How would he respond? She was still new to being the initiator. Her lips met the top of his cock, then, she could feel it. Getting harder, wanting her to go for more. She coyly smiled as she slid him into her mouth, feeling him grow harder and bigger with every caress of her tongue. Distracted, she started rubbing his thighs with her hand, which woke him sooner than she had hoped. He groggily rolled onto his back and put a hand on her head, still unsure if dreaming or not. She felt his hand run down her soft wet hair as he slowly pushed it aside to get a better look of her face. It wasn’t a dream at all, he must now know. His hand ran down the side of her face, as she sucked harder. No words were needed. She could hear him let out a moan as she took him deeper inside her. But, he wasn’t ready to finish so easily. In one fluid motion, he pulled from her arms up to kiss her, their lips fiercely locking as his arms wrapped around her, firmly holding her wet against him. She started to shrug off the shoulder of her robe so she could feel his hands against her bare back. He greedily took the bait, his hands moving to her shoulders as he slid the robe down them, exposing her perky breasts. He kissed down her neck to her collarbones as she ran her hands through his messy hair. She could feel his hard cock pressing up against her, feeling it inching towards her, getting closer and closer to her wetness. He kissed her lower now, down to her breasts, holding one loosely in his hand as he kissed around the nipple of her other. He was taking his time, and it was appreciated. He knew just what to do to tease her until she was practically begging to be fucked. Her nipples started to stiffen as his grip firmed, massaging her boob as his tongue flicked across her now hard nipple. She encouragingly gripped his cock and gently rubbed it up against her lower lips, letting him feel how wet she was getting, as he started to nibble and suck on her nipple, squeezing her breasts hard now. His cock fit so rightly in her hand, as if it were meant to be there at that moment, and he grinded into her to get her to stroke him faster. (work in progress)