Category: eroticliterature

It’s 3:30 am, I’ve been awake for over an hour, I can’t seem to fall back asleep. I open Reddit to try and take my mind off the work that’s keeping me awake. Looking at all these sexy bodies has made me horny. We had sex right before bed. It’s wasn’t great sex, but it was fulfilling we both needed the orgasm. Your pussy already full of cum.

As I’m looking through some of my favorite pics you stir. You’ve kicked the covers off and you’re laying on your back naked and spread out. My cock is hard, I’m slowly stroking it to one of my favorites pics. It’s a closeup of her pussy. She is soaking wet, maybe she just came. Her pussy looks so good and tight. Your bald pussy is spread out right next to me. God it’s looks so good. Read more »

She didn’t drink. Alcohol was suspicious to her. Why would one want to lose control? What is the appeal of feeling dizzy and less rational? Even at the age of 35 she still didn’t understand that and she was by now used to feeling a bit outside, even a bit anti-social when spending time at a bar or a club. Usually, she was the one standing or sitting there simply observing the bustling crowd, the laughter and cheering. The only reason why she went out from time to time was that she wanted to spend time with her friends or simply wanted to dance. Bass-pregnant house music was blaring out of invisible speakers and she moved to the dance floor. Most people she knew would never dare to dance in front of others if they hadn’t drunk enough. She, however, loved to dance. Even stone-cold sober. Moving to the bass – usually with closed eyes – and letting the rhythm of the music enter her body felt good, even exhilarating. She hadn’t gone out for a very long time and enjoyed moving to the music even more than usually. Her body aligned to the beat and she was basking in the rhythm, feeling a bit like a tiny boat in a sea of moving, faceless people. Read more »

Our parents decided to take my brother and I on a nice vacation in the Caribbean. They booked a room for us to share not knowing that it may lead to something else as we have always kept our relationship a secret 🤫

We were out all day at the beach, drinking and dancing by the pool, having a fun family time together! I was wearing a tiny bikini and noticed how much my brother couldn’t keep his eyes off of it all day long, I could see him getting hot and bothered and starting to buldge through his bathing suit.

Later in the day we decided to head back to the hotel room early to take a nap and change, while our parents were still hanging out by the pool. We only had a king bed together so we had no choice but to share the same bed.

My brother was laying in bed watching me get changed while I had a tiny little thong on with a lace see through cover up. I could see from the corner of my eye that he was playing with his cock but pretended I didn’t notice. Read more »

After a long tiring day, we both are on the couch. You are sitting in your pink t-shirt and soft pajamas with legs crossed over mine, your head resting on my chest and my fingers running through your hair. Its a cozy winter night, the window is open with cold icy wind rustling outside but either if us are too lazy to get up and close.
I listen to you talk about how you waxed your legs today in a hurry and, the skin is burning, in your soft shrill voice. I kiss your forehead and get up. You watch me with your adorable eyes as I close the window, grab that aloe vera gel and some oil- Along with your soft blanket.
I grab that stool and sit right infront of you, put your hair behind your ear and caress your soft cheeks. I try rolling up your pajamas but they kept bunching up and wont go up your knees. I pump out some gel out of the bottle onto my hand with a small dab of oil and rub into onto your calves all the way to your knees. Slowly and thoroughly. I rub it over your shins, all the way up your knees.
I struggle to pull your pajamas up, I grab the waist band and pull your pajamas down. I could see your black panties. I want to keep looking at them but didn’t wanna cross a line there. I put another dab of oil onto my palm and rub it into your thighs. Rubbing it all the way to your inner thighs. You can feel the soothing effect, it has on your skin. My grip gets a little firmer as i keep rubbing the oil in. Im lost into the feel of your soft skin. I could keep doing this all night.
You let out a small whimper of relief as i slowly get up, grab you by your waist and lay you down on the couch. My slippery fingers tracing the sides of your belly, as i breathe over your neck and eventually lean in to kiss you. Yet here i get lost again, into the feeling of your lips on mine. Our eyed closed and fingers interlocked. As i make out with you passionately.
I stop, suddenly. Look into your eyes with a naughty smirk and lean in on your neck to kiss and nibble on it. My fingers running over your thighs, I suck onto your soft neck and grab the the elastic waistband of your pantied with my finger and slide them halfway down. I could feel your cheeks getting warmer.
I love it when you get flustered under my touch

It was my first time living alone. I had finished college, and after a bit of searching, found a job that was good enough that I didn’t think about quitting every week. Since the job was remote, I could pick where I wanted to live – so I chose a small flat on the bottom floor of a housing estate. (I had a job, not a fortune.)

Anyway, it was the summer, it was hot, and I had spent all day dragging boxes from my car into my new flat (I kept calling it “my new flat” to make it feel more comfortable, at least for the first while), so I decided to relax in my small, walled-off garden. It was small, about enough room for a vegetable patch if you were inclined, but I was not.

I took one of the loungers I had taken from home, and laid it on the grass, completely completely. I was going to lie down, maybe consider sunbathing while the sun was still up. I looked around at my new miniature kingdom. This was a new kind of independence I hadn’t had before – I could do whatever I wanted, as long as it wouldn’t lose me my security deposit. I could bring girls over. I could bring guys over! The world was my oyster, and I decided to celebrate. Read more »

She S ucks me in my S class

She lick S me in my S class

I fuck her in the a S S in the back of my S class

She mastribate S in my S class

S ex is so good

In a

S class

Backstory I bought an S class from the dealership

And and sex with the sales girl when I collected it after she asked what things I’d like to test before signing the forms

Ps she’s a” S Class “girl