Category: Erotica

The looming clouds rolled over the driveway as we brought groceries in. Rain was coming and our plans for an afternoon at the beach had been put on hiatus.

As we stepped inside and begun to put the few items away, I slowed my pace just enough to always catch a glance of you bent over putting items in the fridge.

Your tight jeans hugged your ass. Your libido was quite high but your teasing would often lead me to places I couldn’t fathom taking control of you. In order to contain myself I would catch glances of you when I could.

The way your shirt pressed against your nipples or how certain leggings gripped your pussy were all things that I would think about but not be able to act on often.

As you put the last of the groceries away you caught me staring.

“Yes?”

Flustered and not sure what to say, I simply blurted out something to the effect of how I liked how your ass looks.

Surprisingly you smiled. You had seemed in a fairly good mood today. You simply mentioned how you were going to shower and I assumed that was the end of it. Read more »

I lay on top of the bed, strapped tight, by their calm voice and guiding words only – no
ropes or ties needed to keep me restricted. Even the involuntary up and down of
my just barely breathing chest feels dangerously alike to brattier dares that I
enjoy so much on other occasions.
For tonight, they have turned me into this small, devoted, slightly afraid piece of
myself.
They got up a few seconds ago, left me waiting all naked, I can only hear them now
carefully making their way across the room, zig-zagging to not step onto our
cloths that are spread across the bedroom floor. (My cloths, to be honest. I
merely managed to free them of their warm socks and pullover, before their eyes
and pose transformed from their usual warm and friendly smile to this determined,
appreciative, thoughtful gaze, that I was longing to see all day long after we’ve
negotiated this endeavor over coffee this morning.) I cannot see them now. I
still feel the echo of their hand bending my head to the side. I am taking in
the intricate structure of the metal lampshade on their bedside table, further
blinded by the light that’s shining through, as I train my ears on their
barefoot steps on the parquet. Then there’s a short moment of silence, I’d
guess they’ve reached the chest of drawers that’s full of mean and delightful
joys.
The silence extends and I want nothing more than them to be observing me in
this state of sweet tension from across the room, enjoying their effect on me,
taking in every bit of my skin, smirking in anticipation themselves. They sigh,
heat grows in my body. They are gazing at me; I know it for certain now. The
sigh must feel like a traitor to them. They are going to work extra hard on
keeping this calm, controlled and determined façade up. I am so lucky today…

I had been eagerly awaiting a hiking trip for months. Finally summer was here and the day arrived when some friends and I had planned on a trip on one of my favourite hikes. It was a decent challenge without being too difficult with a good rest spot after the first hour and a halt, with another hour to the peak with an amazing view. I had already packed the night before, so in the morning I just showered and dressed. We had planned to meet at 11am at the base, and it was just after 9am when the first cancellation text came in. The second wasn’t far behind, and then the third. In total, five of us had planned to go, so now we ere down to three. Then two. My heart sank. I guess I could still go on my own, but it wouldn’t be the same. The last person left was Grace. She was a friend of a friend who I had only met a handful of times so I didn’t know her very well. I reluctantly sent her a text telling her everyone else had cancelled and asked if she was still keen on going with just the two of us. It was a pleasant surprise when she replied saying she was still keen to go. By this time it was just past 10am so I quickly tied back my hair and left. Read more »