Category: eroticliterature

i have things i want to say to you.. but every time i open my mouth to say the words i freeze. i look at you, and i see you look at me. and i know what you want. maybe its just because i have dirty thoughts that leave me soaking in my seat .. but i see the way you look at me, and i think you have them too. i see you sneaking glances at my breasts, you love checking them out when i wear tank tops or shirts without a bra on don’t you?  i see you noticing how big they are… how they sit so nice and perky and proud on my chest. you’re curious aren’t you? you want to know how big they are… how full they’d feel in your hands. you want to feel every detail on my nipples.. how they get hard when you brush your fingertips past them. i know you want to cup and caress them in your hands, i know you want to pull twist and suck on them.. late at night, when you can’t sleep, and your cock starts aching begging for my touch, do you think of me? when you grip harder around your cock pumping up and down , do you fantasize about my body? when i see you looking at me , that’s what i think about.. you gripping your cock hard pumping up and down letting out angry growls while you imagine what you want to do when you finally have me all to yourself.. do you like my body? do you like to think about touching me all over while you masturbate? what do you want to do to me?  i see you checking out my ass.. and my hips.. everything’s so plump and round and my ass is so smooth in my tight pants. you loved seeing me in that bathing suit didn’t you?  it fit so perfectly and so tight against my skin.. do you enjoy staring at my ass? wondering if i’m wearing panties underneath. yes.. i am wearing panties and i’d really like to show you them.. they’re skimpy and soft and i like the way they feel against my skin and in between my legs in fact i think i’ll let you borrow them sometime! i want you to cum in my panties.. i want you to spurt your hot , sticky cum all over my panties soak them in your cum and have me wear them.. i want to sit in the sticky mess you created, because it’ll remind me of what i do to you.. how crazy i drive you.

“Do you want more?” She asked.

“Yes, Head Mistress.” I whimpered.

She went to the cabinet retrieved her crop and a blind fold. She covered my eyes. And took to smacking my ass with the crop. Soft at first and then stern. Making sure to hit my lips and crack. I felt her pick up the leash and pull me to stand upright. She unhooked my ankles. Kissing them sweetly. She led me to her desk.

The hard cool surface gave me shivers. My nipples hard and the mystery of what was to come began to arouse me again. I heard the door open. A hint of a familiar voice perked my chest. There were foot steps to the desk at the edge of my pussy. The steps to the couches and either side of me.

Someone picked up my legs holding my ankles and lifting them high and forward, presenting my pussy and ass. The a tongue began to lick me. Stopping to suck in my lips and lap at my clit. The dipping down lower and lower. Tonguing my ass. Dipping and circling it over and over. I felt two hands grasp my tits. It felt so good. All that attention on my body. The hands on my ankles switched pulling closer to my head now. I felt mouths on my nipples. I was entraining three. Was that right? Read more »

when im alone i daydream about him ,
his voice in my ear and hot breath on my neck , the sound of desire and hunger in his voice , the way his lips fit perfectly into mine. i think about his hands on my hips and then lower gently squeezing my ass like he is testing it , like he wants to know how it will feel slapping against his hips. i think about his hands drifting higher slipping under my shirt cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples making me gasp as he laughs softly in my ear and his cock presses firmly against my ass. i think about the moment when he goes over the edge , when he crosses the line between playfully teasing and desire , when his cock aches and the need to pound me fills his thoughts. will he push me against the wall and tease me , sliding his fingers inside of me as i groan , finding my lips and making me suck my own desires off his fingers. will he turn me around to face him , pinning me with his gaze as he slides his cock into me , groaning with pleasure as my pussy grips him and his hips start to buck thrusting deeper and deeper.  Read more »

   MY GYNECOLOGIST
For as long as I could remember I would hear about women of all sorts complain about their pap exams when going to the doctor. The utensils were to dull and hard,  the doctors cold hands , and if the doctor were a man the bitching is worse.
My story is a little different. I fear my doctor for a different reason. I’ll never forget Dr. Downes. After my experience with him I feared and yearned for a visit with him.
To make a long story short this man is absolutely beautiful to say the least. His hands were big, strong, buy soft and cold. He smelled delicious . His voice was enough to vibrate my pussy alone!
Every time he performed my breast exam my nipples shrivel up like raisans. He has to know I’m turned on as any women would be so he saved me the embarrassment and ignored it.
You know the part of the exam when the doctor uses their index and or their middle finger to check your cervix ? Well I think he got more than he could bargain for when I squirted all over his fingers.
What blew me away is when he kissed me and began thrusting his fingers longer and harder. I was so caught up in his esscense, I hadn’t realized the moaning until he put his fingers(the very fingers he had in my wet pussy) to quite me. We are after all in an observation room at a doctor’s office.
I think I came two more times maybe 3 in the next 20 minutes. He must’ve known for some time he could dominate my body and make it look professional. That’s why he looked forward for my appointments. After he finished making me slurp the last of juices off hiss fingers, he would calmly crack the door to let himself out; while I was changing back into my clothes.
Not before saying “Okay I’ll be back with your labs, and you can schedule your next exam at the front desk.” He’d wink at me and close the door.
God I love my GYNECOLOGIST!!!

You following me?
This is terrible. I never got the brother’s name. All I knew was I had to get his ass. I remember seeing him at the bank I work at. He was making a withdrawal and I was getting off a very long First of the Month shift. My day was full of “Why is my account overdrawn?!!”
Me in my head”Because Bitch! You overdrew your account $40 fucking to by a sac of loud.” Bitch had the front of the bank reeking! ” Can’t count how many customers came in, I pull their account, and when I tell them of the purchase or withdrawal that caused them to overdraft;9 times out of 10 it’s some bullshit to that nature. I couldn’t wait to get the fuck out of there!
I was clocking out at the same time he was leaving the bank. I work in the inner city downtown area which is a hard and ruff area. Anyway for whatever reason instead of getting in my car and going home, I followed this brother to a near by basketball court.
This would become routine. I’d clock off work, walk over to the court, and watch him and his boys ball. One day, I followed him from the court to a near by project complex. He must’ve known I was following him. I stayed3 to 5 steps behind him the entire time in silence. Finally, while 3 steps ahead of me not even turning around he asked”Why you following me?” Before I could stop he stopped and I bumped right into him. “You are following me right?”
Normally one to be shy and timid at times, I oddly blurted out “Yes.”
Him”Why?”
Me”Because I want you. I’m curious to know if you are as aggressive with sex as you are playing ball.”
Him”Come find out.”
Me”???”