Category: Erotica

Pavel brovloski unbuckled his belt and let his trousers fall giving way to his tightie whities, hiding his Jewish love penis
Amanda gasped
He drops his tighties
Amanda gasps more and shoves his entire flaccid cock in her mouth, feeling it unravel itself as it got hard she sucks like pavels vacuum does except he didn’t have to plug her in he is about to cum and tells Amanda, she finishes him off over her face and as his seed Sprays across her she whispers “long live Israel”

Her turn now, she lies on her back and pavel bends down his face nears le box and to Amanda’s surprise he dives in, nose first, he’s stuck but Amanda’s fine with it pavel squirms around trying to get his “ethnic” nose dislodged, he desperately tries to think of a solution, a final solution to rid him of his problems. EUREKA! He swallows as much lube as he can and blows it out of his “ethnic” nostrils and lubrictes Amanda’s cavity he easily slips out just as amanda cums.
She harasses his penis some more and they get ready for beddi-bose
Pavel reads her a bed time story and and tucks his daughter in
Sweet dreams
She murmurs, half asleep, ‘Jewish love penis’

Greg had planned on pounding Taneya the night after she had sucked him dry, but Mark came home unexpectedly so he pounded Taneya instead.

Greg heard when Mark started fucking Taneya and instantly became hard. He stood in the doorway of his room, cock in hand, listening to Taneya’s grunts, groans, and gasps as Mark drove his massive cock into Taneya’s tight cunt over and over.

Greg had to pause occasionally so he didn’t cum too soon. He had learned to tell when Mark was getting ready to explode and flood Taneya’s pussy.

Greg then heard Mark getting close, so he started stroking faster, gradually increasing speed so that when he heard Mark and Taneya’s bed rapidly squeaking he was on the edge and then began firing think jets of cum into the hallway and onto the carpet, his balls swung wildly as they emptied, filling Greg with an ecstasy that could only be exceeded by having his own cock buried and erupting deep inside Taneya.

He then stepped back into his room and laid down. He drifted off to sleep, relaxed and content. Read more »

“Have fun, Daddy!” I say and stand on my toes to give you a kiss. You smile, half with pride and half amused by how much you love me while you watch me walk out to the pool in the tiniest bikini you’ve ever seen. The baby pink strings look excellent against my skin. My perfect hourglass figure is padded with soft curves, my walk makes your cock stir in your jeans. Your trance is broken by the doorbell ringing. You greet your three best friends, Matt, Tyler, and Zach at the door. You all catch up a bit on the walk through the foyer as you head to the living room for the big game.
In the center of our beautiful living room is a long U-shaped sectional and matching ottoman that face an enormous television mounted on the interior wall. On the opposite wall are three large sets of French doors leading out to the patio and pool.
As you walk into the living room you see that I’m in the exact lounge chair you knew I would be in – the one directly in the middle of the far side of the pool, slightly angled, with my body perfectly on display for anyone in the living room. I’m glistening with suntan oil in the hot summer sun.
“Goddamn…” Matt cuts himself off when he sees me.
“Oh my god” says Tyler.
They all stop walking for a minute and just stare at me, then gather themselves and look at you laughing and bewildered.
“Jesus Christ, man, good for you” Zach says.
You smile and take your place in the middle leg of the sectional, you know your friends will want the perpendicular legs that let them look outside easily, and you allow them that, because you take pride in being a good host. Zach sits on the right, Matt on the left, and Tyler in the left corner, you all crack open beers, cheers, and relax as the game starts. Read more »

This is my first post of erotica anywhere ever. Be gentle

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There she is.

She’s so….I don’t even have the words. She’s special. She isn’t perfection, but she’s what I admire.

I love her hair, the way it curls at the end, ever so slightly. I want to wrap it around my fingertips, inhale the scent.

She has the smile of a vampire, and I wonder what it would be like. What it would be like to feel her teeth sink into that spot.

That sensitive spot on my beck where I go from ticklish to aroused depending on how hard the pressure is.

Oh no…I’m thinking about her *that way* AGAIN. It’s so wrong. I shouldn’t be thinking these things.

It’s so…taboo. But I can’t help it. And I’ll bet you’d want her, too.

I want to run my fingers through her hair and press her mouth to mine, make her yield to the assault of my tongue.

I want to hear that breathy moan, and feel her soft curves mold to the pressure of my hand. She’d probably try to wiggle out of my grasp… Read more »