Category: eroticliterature

I hate these kinds of places. The blaring music, the suffocating crowds, the smell of alchohol and smut, and the necessity to yell in order to communicate. I hate it all. Ayana, being the typical part girl, is in her element. She grabs my hand and dives right into the wall of people, stopping at what feels like the middle of the dancefloor. She turns to face me, wraps her arms around my neck, pulls herself up just a bit, and softly attacks my face with her lips. I smirk. I turn my head slightly to expose my neck as if to say “you know how I like it”. Her tongue begins to tickle my neck as if to say “I know exactly how you like it”. I plant my hands on her waist and she begins to move in that sexy way she moves, waist wiggling and ass jiggling. I turn my face into hers, and aggressively kiss her soft lips, squeezing her waist tighter with every passing second. Shes a damn good kisser. As our lips separate and our eyes open, she smiles the kind of smile that says ” you make me hot”. I touch her face in the kind of way that says “I know”. “Let’s go find my friends” she yells into my ear. I nod.

“Really, thanks!”, Ayana exclaims with shy excitement and a blushed smile. I held the car door open and grasped her hand as she gracefully stepped out of my all white Lexus. “Not just hot, I mean like God damn wow kinda hot” I said, spinning her around and sliding my hand down her lower back. I wasn’t lying, her skimpy little black and white minidress fit her perfectly and accentuated her ass nicely. I couldn’t help but give it a little tap and squeeze. “Well, aren’t you lucky I’m all yours” she smiled. I didn’t like that remark. We began walking the half a block to the upscale trashy club we’d be spending the next few hours at. The way I saw it, she’s the lucky one. She’s hot, damn hot but she’s the one that had been obsessed with me for years. She’s the one that came onto me and instigated our fuck buddy relationship. She’s the one that is shamelessly addicted to my cock and begs me to fuck her everyday. She’s the one that only a week ago expressed she wants our relationship to be more exclusive and serious. And I’m the one that reluctantly agreed because, even though I can have any girl I want, I decided she’s worth the chance. I shrugged off my disdain, let her feel her herself. Ayana was blabbing about who we were meeting at the club, “…they were my best friends on that trip to Iceland, and you know Lea right, she’s here with her boyfriend Morry”. Ah yes, Lea. Ayana’s Instagram model best friend. As hot as Ayana is, Lea is five times hotter, and just as emotionally unstable. A complete attention whore, daddy issues for days, and gets off on having guys idolize her. Her boyfriend is nothing more than an accessory for her, just a guy to hang on to her arm and shower her with compliments and validation. I believe the kids these days would call him a SIMP. I squeezed her ass a bit harder, this time thinking about Lea. “Sounds like fun” I said with a smile as I opened the door to the club and led her in with yet another, even harder, ass squeeze.

I had to fly to Dubai for my cousin’s wedding. Also I had some interviews lined up for me their. After three long years I had graduated college at twenty two. It was going well and I knew what I was doing. I just wanted to be done with the wedding. I hadn’t seen the bride but I had heard she was a catch. She was forty and in good shape. From what I had heard, I had no interest to meet Emilia. But then, I had to share a hotel room with them because of some problems in accommodation in the hotel. I finally reached the venue and I went to hotel. A saw a woman in the lobby talking to a guy and God she was hot. She has a sleek figure with a cute ass. Must’ve been a 34 B. Then I checked myself in and got to my room. I quickly showered and showed up to the wedding. To my surprise the bride was none other than the woman In the lobby. And she looked beautiful as hell in the wedding dress. Her cleavage was to die for. I then took part in the ceremony and finally went on stage to congratulate my cousin. That’s when I found out Emilia had a son from her previous marriage. He was ten years old. Anyway I finally got the chance to talk to her. She told me she was a doctor and I was very impressed by her. Then we hugged. I was so turned on. I couldn’t believe I was feeling that way for my sister-in-law. I hugged her tight and let her breasts squish against my chest. Then I congratulated her left the stage. I spent the rest of the ceremony ogling at her from far away. Man that figure! It could drive anyone crazy. After the ceremony, we figured out she had to take a separate room and me and my cousin Tony had to share a room. So we went to our room and sat down. My cousin was fuming.
“How could they do this” he said. “on the night of my wedding” he screamed. I calmed him down and then there was a knock on the door. It was Emilia. “Hey Alex” she said. “Listen. I need to stay here with Tony. Could we please switch rooms.?” I agreed and she gave me the keys to her room and I smiled at her and went out. Half way through I realized I still my room’s keys. I got a dirty idea and went back. When I reached the door I could hear Emilia moaning. “AHHH TONY HARDER…….. RIGHT THERE..OH GODDDDDD……” I instantly got a hard-on. I knew what was going on. I slowly opened the door without making a sound and peeped in. And there she was. Emilia all naked getting pounded by my cousin. Her boobs were popping up and down and God she had a marvellous ass. I so wanted to bang her. I watched them do it for an hour and then my cousin finally came all over her. I had never seen a woman her age so horny and driven. The night passed and the next morning we all had to leave for the US. I helped them move to their apartment me and Emilia got talked a lot during those days. Her son was mostly quiet but he was nice. Then after a few weeks, I was passing by their house and thought of visiting because I living alone anyway and had nobody to go home to. I rang the bell and Emilia opened it. She was wearing an amazing back saree. She gave me a hug and I got a little stiff downstairs. It’s just that she had an electrifying effect on me.
I ran my hands down her back and thought of running it still more down ways but didn’t do it. “Tony’s not home?” I asked. “No he’s on a business trip” she said. “Come in” . She lead me to the hall and all I could think about was her ass and how I would spank it so hard. “My son’s staying over at his friend’s place” she said. “Oh I see. So what were you up to. ?” I asked. We both sat down. “Nothing. I am so bored” she said. We both sat and talked. She had to go to her relative’s house and I said I would drop her on my way home. She placed her hand on my thigh while talking and I started getting wild thoughts. I kept my hand on her hand. Then I noticed her waist chain and couldn’t stop thinking how hot it looked. Then I looked at her cleavage and started thinking about her boobs. Oh gosh those melons!.
“Hey are you ok?” she asked. I came back to my senses. Then we talked a little more. “I better get to the kitchen. She went to the kitchen and I tried to hide my boner. After a few minutes, she called me into the kitchen for help. There was a box I’m the top shelf which neither she nor me could reach. “Can you please lift me up so that I can reach it?” she asked. I said ok and held her by her waist to lift her up. “I can’t reach it. Higher.” She said. I lifted her higher. I started feeling her waist and slowly reached her navel and I don’t know what happened but she lost balance and we both fell. She fell on me and we both were breathing heavily. Her face close to mine. My hands on her back. I ran it down because I couldn’t help it. I felt her ass a little. Then we just looked into each other’s eyes and I just leaned in. She leaned it too. Then we just broke it and got up quickly. “I’m….. I’m … I’m just ..so sorry..” I said. “Let’s not talk about it” she said and she went away. But I was so turned on that I could jerk off right there and jizz on the floor.
She said she was getting late so she went in to change and sat there in the hall not knowing whether to jerk off or just force myself on her. “Hey Alex” she shouted from the bedroom. “Lets go shopping. I’m alone. Do you want to come with”? I was thrilled. “Sure Emilia aunty” I said. We went to the mall and she began looking at clothes. She picked up a really sext red dress and wanted to try it out. She went to the trial room and I waited outside. God I was so erect. Right then I heard her voice. “Alex could you please come in? I need some help.” I stepped in to see her in front of the mirror with dress on. She couldn’t hook the blouse and needed me to do it. I lifted my hands to hook it up. And in the process I touched her bare back. I could sense that she was getting weirded out. But I continued feeling her back. Just then she saw something on the floor and she bent to pick it. Because I had not hooked her blouse from behind, the dress slipped away and sensing the opportunity I pushed her against the mirror. Her bare boobs got squished against the mirror and I could see them fully. “Oh my God” she said. “Its just me Emilia.” I said. “Nothing happened.” Then I started placing kisses on her neck. I so wanted to take her boobs in my hands but I didn’t. “Alex what are you doing.” She said. “ssshhhh aunty” “this is good.” I then felt her navel with my hands and then bit her ear. She let out a laugh. That’s what turned me on completely. I removed my shirt and started running my hands through her body. She began resisting and I started forcing myself on her more. “this is not right” she said. “Come on Emilia.” “ we’re all humans” I said. Then I started to move my hands towards her boobs. Just then she turned and pushed me out and threw my shirt at me. I just stood there at the door topless. Couple of girls were walking by and they giggled at me. I knew I could not get in again. So I just left and we never talked about it. A few weeks passed and I had to go their house again for lunch. Her son and my cousin were also there. I talked to my cousin for a few minutes and then asked her where Emilia was. He told me she was cooking in the kitchen. As they were watching television I slowly went to the kitchen and saw her cooking. I sensed an opportunity. I hugged her from behind and my erection pressed against her ass. She was shocked for a second and then when she got to know it was me, she pushed me away. “ Come on Alex. Why can’t you behave?” she said. “Come on Emilia. What’s the matter. Can’t I hug you.” Then my cousin came into the kitchen and the topic was brushed off. We all lunch and I stared at her curves all the time. Whenever we locked eyes, she used to look away. A few weeks later, I had to go to the hospital for a check-up. The receptionist told me to go inside room sixty nine. When I went in, I realized it was none other than doctor Emilia herself. “hello there” I said. She turned back and replied with a hello. This was a different avatar of hers. Formal clothes with a white coat on. And that ass looked wonderful in the tight skirt. Then we sat down and had a chat. She removed her stethoscope and put it on my chest. That’s when we locked eyes. I then slowly put the device on my ears and held the stethoscope to her boobs. She was startled. “Not here Alex. Please. This is where I work.” I didn’t listen to her. I ran the thing all over her body. Then I slowly removed my shirt and tools her hands in mine. “ Don’t you think a twenty two year old boy deserves something?” I said and kept her hands on my abs. “wow” she said. “ even Tony doesn’t have this.” She automatically ran her hands through my upper body and then slowly went down to my pants buckle. Then she looked at me. I gave a smile. “ You’re hungry aren’t you.” I then winked at her and she smile too.

She kept thinking about him. The mixture of guilt and lust burnt in her stomach. She felt as though her heart was beating so heavily it might be visible. She couldn’t control the trembling of her fingers, and held her own thighs in an effort to conceal her emotions. As he got closer to her she felt a wave of desire.. then she thought about her boyfriend, away and unaware of the wrong she was about to commit. He leaned forward for a kiss, and almost involuntarily her lips moved forward to meet his again. She felt his dick pressing on her clit and felt shivers run down her entire body. For a second she began to panic, and before she could make a move to end this insane ordeal.. she felt his dick inside her.. and shuddered with a guilty satisfaction.

Her inner bottom lip feels like heaven as it caresses underneath the head of my erect dick. My penis begins to vibrate as the cum shoots out, filling my body with euphoria. my cum strikes the back of her throat and nearly floats down onto her sweet wet tongue. I exhale sharply, she moans softly, though muffled as her lips are wrapped around my cock. I then grab her hair and start pushing her head towards me, thrusting slowly. i’m ready for round 2 and so is she.

We bought tickets to the ballet. Romeo and Juliet. How romantic! A nice dinner, a show of two lovers that…well, you know the story. I won’t rehash Shakespeare’s work here. The night of the performance I dolled myself up quite nice. My makeup was working better than usual, my eyes popped, and my hair was perfect (that’s a first!). I had the sexiest dress for the occasion, complete with stockings and heels. Stockings drive my husband nuts. I didn’t want Juliet being the star of the entire evening. I walked into the waft of his favorite perfume, and of course my nether regions were fresh, trim, and ready for sex! Silk pink panties were hidden by my sexy black dress. After all, a little color never hurts. Read more »

The rain was pouring outside, the way it trickled down the window pane had always hypnotized Ellie. She lay on the cushions in her bay window, naked but for a dark purple, sheer chemise. She traced her fingers on the cold glass, following a lonesome rain drop, one of countless others, but that one she followed as a low rumble of thunder could be heard echo across the wooded valley below…

Approaching from behind, was her master, her love. Shirtless, still wearing his black dress uniform trousers. He took a swig from his whiskey bottle, his relaxed abdominal muscles rippled as he stretched, he then set it down on the dresser beside him. He came up as Ellie stood, still looking out of the windows. His lips instinctively came to her soft, pale shoulder. Kissing tenderly, he found his way to her neck, he traced his lips across her nape, brushing her lucious brown curls away with his chin, Slowly he lifted the straps of her chemise and let them slide off of her shoulders revealing her lush, curvy frame. Read more »