Category: Erotica

My name is Hugo and I will not say the real name of my mother or that of any of the other characters in this story for the purpose of privacy and paranoia etc.
We will call her Sandra, she is currently 37 years old and I am 19, since I have known her she has been dedicated to sales and has her own real estate office so we have never lacked money, physically she has always been in good shape since she has always done some type of exercise, from yoga, weights and I don’t know what other things, which also instilled in me to always do some type of sport.

Her skin color is pale glossy, as if the sun has never hit her and she is about 5,3 , she has hair a little below the shoulders of a brown color. Her breasts, even if she does not wear a bra, are incredibly firm (I have seen her nipples when she changes and they are small pointy pink) with a perfect size so as not to fall because they are not very big, but they do not fit in your hand either. Her butt, as you can imagine, is very well formed by her discipline with the gym, like her legs that are fleshy and well formed, but not excessively muscular. Read more »

I bring you into the bedroom by your wrist, ordering your arms into the air as I peel off your clothes.
I remove my tie and secure your wrists behind your back.
Pushing you onto the bed, face down and pulling your arse up into the air so you’re on your knees.
Your pussy already dripping as your mind tries to think of whether this is for punishment or for pleasure. My tongue runs the full length of your pussy, applying deep pressure over your clit, spreading your wet lips and finally flicking over your asshole.
As a moan escapes your lips, my hand comes down sharp across your left arse cheek.
As the red hand print stands proud, 2 fingers slide deep into your pussy, curling and thrusting, my thumb massaging your clit and my tongue circles and pushes into your tight asshole. Your body building ever closer to cumming, and at the final moment, I pull away from you.
Your empty pussy drooling onto the bed as ever fibre of your being yearns to be fucked.

If you like what you’ve heard and want more, HMU

I can feel it all. The trail on my feet, my feet pounding in rhythm on the ground – one after another – my feet pushing the soft wool socks against the shoes, the soul of my foot on the wool.

A slight breeze is coming across the sharp peak above as I experience the sun shining through the branches of the trees down on my crested chest, matted with a thin layer of hair and sweat. Up ahead the trail levels out – I begin to slow down and walk at a brisk pace.

As I’m taking this brief rest during my long Sunday run, I stroll along and appreciate the evergreens in my new running shorts, paired with my tight compression shorts that fit my legs and ass perfectly, so that I can run at my top efficiency – even if the fit of the shorts may grab my cock and balls a little tighter than I would usually be comfortable with in public.
Though, what I see up ahead has me worried about my tight running shorts and the possibility of an embarrassing encounter. Read more »

I was sad to hear you had to travel to Las Vegas for work over our anniversary, until you told me I was coming with you. I’ve always wanted to stay in a hotel overlooking the strip.

We check into the hotel around 6. When we get to our room, I can’t believe how gorgeous it is. I run up to the enormous window, taking in the strip and the lights, and the sun setting over the mountains. You walk up behind me, your strong hands holding me by the hips. “So, you like it?” You ask, and I nod, still transfixed on the view. “We have reservations at 7, go get ready,” you remind me.

I pull myself away from the window and head into the enormous bathroom to get ready. There’s a rain shower head with a built in bench and warm, sensual lighting. It all feels so glamorous. Read more »