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The shower [lesbian]

I’ve been waiting for this all day and I know she has too. We finally have a house of our own where we actually have some privacy, so she’s been walking around in her underwear all day because she knows how much that turns me on. We promised ourselves that in the first few days after moving in we’d fuck in every room of the house…

I hear the shower turn on and I know that’s my cue to join her. I don’t hesitate to undress, peek around the bathroom door and find her ready for me. She’s smiling knowingly from behind her hair and steaming air. I close the door quietly behind me out of habit, never taking my eyes off her as I step into the shower with her and reach for her waist. Her eyes are glued to me too, taking in every part of my body. When she’s done, her eyes meet mine and I lean in to kiss her, deeply. I’ve been waiting too long. I kiss her ever more intensely, hearing her stifled moans as I push her against the shower wall. Read more »

A spider in NYC: A Spider-Man erotica

I’M A HUGE SPIDER-MAN FAN SO I WANTED TO WRITE SOMETHING SPECIAL.

Things have never been easy, especially when I decided that my hobby would wearing skin tight spandex and swinging from buildings. Little did I know that a gorgeous red head would be scarier than a dude with a rhino horn, I guess hell hath no fury like a MJ scorned.

“PETER PARKER!” M.J. yelled as I dove feet first through the window. “I’m sorry I’m late M.J, we can do date night tomorrow” I said. In hindsight I should have known better than to say anything, it always gets worse when I talk. “It’s not a normal date night Pete, it’s my birthday. We had a reservation at that French place in Brooklyn remember?” She looked crushed and I never felt more like an asshole in my life. “Fuuuck! M.J. I’m so fucking sorry. There was a hostage situation uptown and….I got caught up. Sigh, I’m the fucking worst” this wasn’t the first time I let her down, but I felt the same shame I did the first time. Mary Jane’s expression softend as her petite hand rested on my shoulder. Read more »

The Feel

This is the tenth call that died unanswered. Hope he sees the ten missed calls and senses how worked up I am waiting all day. It was supposed to be our day, to take a road trip just so I could sleep on his shoulders, walk lazily wherever I woke at, making memories, teasing him with my cute snores, running off to someplace with no people in sight, kissing like teenagers who just got their hands on each other…. But the cosmos has to conspire to drag him to work before I woke up. Having taken the day off already, I had a lot of time to kill. Naturally I reread all my favourite scenes with slow music beating all day. Very very bad decision. Now I am frustrated and anxious for the evening. He would be driving back from work, would take sometime. But can’t help thinking if he is silently checking his phone. Resigned I head for the shower. As the hot water skims down my body, I start fantasizing how steamy it would be if my boy is behind me now. The warm air current escaping the room feels like someone breathing down the neck. As I wrap the towel around me, I hear the door click. It’s him for sure. As I reach for the bathroom door, it is yanked open and there he stands. The tired face after a long day, shirt peeking out of the pants, hair all messed up, coffee stains on his shirt… he looks like he would hit the bed any moment. But there is that big smile as he looks at me, the smile I have come to know over the years. With a deep breath he steps near me and pulls me into the shower with him. I know he would have me on the walls right now. “I am not touching you before you bath”, I say, though it is intoxicating to stand near him. I would trade anything to be in the shower with him now, but he needs food first. He looked so drained. Today has been really hormonal, I craved for him like a fish starving for water. As I finish cooking, I feel those long fingers wrapping around my waist, turning me around. As the fingers slippped off my skin, I felt shivers running. He is naked except for a towel around his hip. I want to give it a tug, but stay totally still. He doesn’t let my eyes wander around his water dripping body. I can feel the warmth of the skin after the shower. He quickly picks me up and places me on the kitchen table, as he turns and walks away to the fridge. I have the urge to jump on him and start kissing every inch of his body. He returns with a heart shaped box and asks me to unwrap it. Read more »

The taking part 11

Linda decided to just drive on over without being asked. It was now the third day, and she wanted to get it out in the open, maybe Corinna could help her see things more clearly.

When Corinna answered the door, the surprise on her face was evident. Linda stood awkwardly, until she said, very softly, “Can I come in?”

“Of course, come right in,” Corinna replied. “Would you like a coffee, I just have a fresh pot brewed up.”

”I’d love a cup, cream, and 1 sugar please.”

”Sit, relax, we can have our coffee in the living room. They don’t call that table a coffee table for no reason!”

She giggled, the went back into the kitchen to get the coffee.

Linda was startled. They both been raped 3 days ago, and yet, Corinna was looking happy, healthy, confident, like nothing had happened to her.

Corinna brought in the cups and saucers, and they relaxed on the big sofa. Corinna pretty well guessed what Linda was there for, and said, gently, “How are you coping?”

Linda said, “Not very well. I put off Brice with the “red curse” excuse, I couldn’t face sex so soon afterward.” Read more »

M28 Looking for a [F] to do a collab. Real Life Stories with Sister in Law.

I’ve had some, let’s say, slightly erotic experiences with my sister in law that have ended abruptly.

I’m looking for someone willing to write a story with me from her perspective. I will write a few paragraphs first, the intro to what actually happened, then you add her perspective and we see what happens from there.

My sister in law is blond, very curvy with a huge butt.

Send me a message if you would be interested in this!

Thanks!

Erotic Musings (felt like talking dirty)

It’s something about your mystique. How when you walk around the house naked the room seems to be shrouded in smoke. The colours become more vibrant. Maybe it’s the contrast of the waking world against the coffee tones in your skin. Or the way the gravity sits on the thick curves of your hips while you saunter across the floor. Cat-like. It might even just be in your eyes. The way they squeeze tight with mischief and observation. I see you too, you know. I see the wanting in the way you sprawl across the couch. The way you twist that slim waist to reveal your big supple breasts – as if you could ever hide them away. The way you offer yourself to my preying eyes. Somewhere between nervous and excited I see the vulnerability in opening yourself to me. I see the trust you have in me and I respect it. You will not regret letting me love you. Read more »

Gently Does It – Part 2 [FM] [Gentle FemDom] [Pegging] [Loving] [Good Boy]

I hold myself inside you, not moving. You tell me just how full you feel but you always take me so well…….So deep. Keeping my hands on your lower back, I press my thumbs across your skin, needing you to feel so safe at this moment. I slowly slide my tip forward into you reaching a little further, increasing the pressure. Opening up your tight walls, slowly but surely.

Looking down at your beautiful round bottom with half of my cock buried deep inside you, my heart bursts with pride. You take your gentle fucking just how I want it. Just how you *need* it. I continue to push my hips forward, smiling at your quiet whimpers and low groans. Letting your muscles relax and your canal mold to the shape of my cock until I feel my tip just nudge up against your prostate. As soon as I make contact, you let out such a low guttural growl that makes me gasp and bite my bottom lip.

I lean forward over you, reaching around and under, my fingers lock in place, gripping your sensitive shaft. You suck your tummy in sharply at my touch, your thick thighs tensing. Read more »

Dominated (FFM, Fdom, fsub, rope, mild cnc, toys, long)

The house is empty. I walk through doing my nightly check of the locks. He’s out of town and you have plans tonight so I’m on my own. A long bath did little to ease the need coiling between my thighs as I think back on our recent activities. I wear a silk dressing gown that leaves nothing to the imagination as I wander through the quiet house, my hair still piled on top of my head from the bath.

Without any sound to warn me, I find my mouth covered and my body pinned to the table. The belt is ripped from my waist and stuffed into my mouth as a gag. A shadow crosses in front of me and pulls open the curtains, allowing moonlight to shine down on my trapped form. The dressing gown is yanked off, leaving me completely exposed. My wrists are pulled back and bound together behind me, further impeding my struggles. As I snarl through the gag, the shadow crosses back into my view and the shape is familiar. I pause. The captor holding me down allows their fingers to slip between my legs, finding the moist evidence of my arousal. I moan, my body betraying me and I hear a chuckle behind my ear, “I see you’ve been taking matters into your own hands while we were away”. I can hear the smirk in his voice as he slides his fingers in and out of my centre. The shadow across from me giggles, revealing the true nature of my attackers. You and he planned this, and tonight it looks like I’ll be the toy instead of you. Read more »

Like a Good Neighbor – Part 12 – [MMF][PIV][Oral][Deepthroating][Blindfolded][Cuffed][Double Penetration][Anal Play][Anal][Creampie]

A sharp kick to my ribs by our little girl snapped me awake. Almost six months into the pregnancy and this little lady growing in my belly grew more and more persistent as the days went on. Often I found myself daydreaming of what she would look like. Would she have my eyes? Would she have Kurt’s hair? What kind of personality would she have? Secretly, I hoped she would have the same outgoing and headstrong personality that her daddy had. Remembering back to my childhood with my mother, and the attitude I had growing up, if our little girl took after me, Kurt and I were in big trouble. I felt his arm wrapped around me as his hand rested on my breast. I hugged his arm tightly to me and snuggled my butt and back against him. Kurt spoiled the hell out of me, and he doted our future daughter. Without even asking, he set up her nursery. Not once did he complain while he painted the room, and then spent hours putting all of the furniture together. Nor did he complain when I spent more than an hour having him move the same furniture in the nursery around until it was in just the right spot. Read more »