Category: Erotica

There is no rush today, no time limit, no curfews. Just you, me, and our bodies. This isn’t about a quick fuck today, it’s a slow teasing build.

The anticipation starts well before we are in the same room as each other. Teasing texts back and forth, promises of orgasms, my brattiness peaking through to get a rise out of you. Picture on picture from me throughout the day continuing until I start to get ready. Oh the excitement I get running my hands through my lingerie options. What to wear what to wear. I love trying to pick what will get the best reaction out of you – what will provide the most pleasure. But what I really really want to do one day is to put on things you’ve picked out. The idea of shopping and trying on various slutty outfits is such a turn on. Lingerie makes me feel so fucking sexy, it is the first trigger down the road to submission.

Taking time to prepare myself for you is arousing in itself. Shaving my legs. Conditioning my hair. Exfoliating and moisturizing. I shouldn’t sneak a touch, because I know better, but I will. Not only do I, but I find myself with another photo opportunity. I’m wet and ready by the time you see me. Read more »

I hadn’t seen Kelsie since we were kids. We had lots of fun and shared all our little girl secrets but her family had moved away and we had not kept in touch. I was just starting my second year of college and was eager to start back into my favorite subject. Boys.

As I flipped through the pictures of the incoming crop of new students looking for new partners, her name jumped out. She had of course changed a bit but it was definitely her. I was curious to find out more so I asked Carter, my new TA if he could find out what classes she was taking. I had my eye on him as a potential ride so I was happy for a chance to ask him for a favor.

The next time I saw him in the halls, he waved. “Hey Grace, you remember that chick you wanted me to look up? Turns out that she is only going to one of your classes. What’s the deal there anyway? I mean, she’s pretty hot but I didn’t think that you rolled that way.” Read more »

I walked out of Target and got to my car just as you got out of yours right next to me. My stomach is in knots and my heart is pounding at the sight of you. I haven’t seen you in months. Your beard surrounding those perfect lips, the backwards hat, your broad chest and huge arms. I find myself staring as time seemed to stop in the moment.

“Hey” is all I could squeak out. As you walk to the end of your car, closer and closer, I want to throw myself onto you. Kissing your soft lips and feeling your big hands squeeze my ass cheeks.
“Hey” you mutter back as I move over to give you space to walk past.

I pop my trunk and you head toward the store. My mind is racing with all the things I wish would happen right now. I miss you every day and find myself swiping left on everyone cuz they’re not going to make me feel like you did. Read more »

Never had tentacle fantasies before this…thought I would share what changed me.

She strode along the shoreline, toes padding silently across the cool morning sand. She wore her favourite red bikini, which was a striking contrast against her sun kissed skin. The beach was silent, later it would be flooded with people sunning, kids laughing, but for now it was only her as she trecked with snorkel in hand to where the sand met jagged, man-stacked boulders. For at the end of the beach, was where the sea creatures roamed.

She began to wade into the water. She always enjoyed its crystal calm surface this early in the day and the gentle lapping sounds that followed her body, cutting through the stillness. A shiver cascaded along her spine as the cool ocean reached her navel. Goosebumps rising along her flesh. She paused for a moment, looking down at her shimmering skin and smirked seeing the ripples along her cleavage and noting her now hard nipples attempting to protrude through the thin fabric. After taking a deep breath, she put her goggles on and snorkel in, and sunk her shoulders and face beneath the surface. Read more »

She knew he’d had a long day.

It wasn’t the day he had been expecting when he woke that morning; she knew that, as well. Such is the nature of his role as an in-demand attorney – sometimes a brief falls into his lap that throws his entire day into turmoil.

It’s Thursday. They meet every Thursday afternoon. At the least. Sometimes… most times… they each need more. And those are the times that are frenzied. Unabashedly needy. Intensely passionate. Even now, as she waited, she couldn’t help but shiver thinking about the last time she’d texted him and simply told him she needed to cum…

He’d met her within an hour at an abandoned parking lot. A place they had scoped out previously for these specific purposes. She’d prepared, having removed her panties before leaving the office. They didn’t have much time; neither cared. He showed up hard; she was already wet with anticipation. He promptly climbed into his backseat upon arriving, and she followed him. Read more »

“Hubby’s not home til Monday. I think I forgot to lock a window. I’m a lil drunk…”

I’m hard as soon as I see her message. I hadn’t heard from Mia in a little while, but I’d figured she’d text eventually. She always does.

Right away I start calling people to cover my shift. It’s not too difficult – it’s Friday night and the bars are packed, there’s always someone looking to pick up a little extra work.

I smoke a J and head over to her place at around 10. It’s a nice neighborhood so I make sure to park up the street a little way – an old beater of a car like mine isn’t exactly welcome around here, and the last thing I need is some fucking Karen calling the cops on me again.

When I walk over I stick to the shadows, staying close to the hedges. Up ahead, her husband’s bigass house looms, lights on in every window.

The fence is higher than I remember, and I curse as I pull myself over it. Fucking…she could have left the gate open, or something. I guess that’s not the point, though – she calls me over when she wants a thrill. Well I’ll give her one alright. Read more »