Category: eroticliterature

Last night is still fresh in my memory as I slowly wake up and stretch in bed. I sit up and look around; your clothes and bits of rope scattered around my floor. No sign of you, which hopefully means… yes, good girl. The sound of the shower starting tells me where you are, and I slide out of bed to join you.

I smile at you smiling back at me. I take a second to take in the view, from your perky little breasts framed by your cum-matted blonde hair, down your lithe hips to the patch of fuzz between your long sexy legs. I grin as I notice your attention drawn to my throbbing cock.

I grab your hips and push you back under the water as I climb in with you, pressing my lips to yours. My hands exploring your body under the cascading current, feeling your hands on my chest. I grin as, caressing your ass, I feel the hard plug nestled between your cheeks.

I moan softly as your hands find their way to my cock, reciprocating with my own hands caressing your nipples. As you slowly stroke, I fondle and gently pinch – your moans and gasps a delight to my ears. Read more »

Chloe flicked through her diary for the day.
“God sake. No more hotties today, I’ll get Becky on the rest. I want the rest of the day off to get my head round that!”

Chloe headed to the shop floor, explained to Becky that she’s not feeling great and she’s taking the rest of the day off. She goes to the car and pulled out her phone.
“I just fucked a guy in my office! And I feel amazing that I did. I should be ashamed. But I’m not. And worse. Or better. I did things I’ve never done with anyone.

I don’t know what I’m going to do when he’s back with his family next week. He’s planning his twin sisters wedding!

I have taken the day to myself. To get my head round it. Haha xx” send to Clair.

Chloe sat and pondered what had just happened. The more she thought about it. The wetter she got. The more excited she got.
“ I wanna fuck another stranger. This time. I don’t wanna know his name” Chloe thought. Her pussy got soaking wet from this and she could feel her juices running on to her thighs.
“Think enjoyed that more than I should’ve” Chloe thought. Now for that maccys breakfast I promised myself. Chloe headed to the local McDonalds, picked up her breakfast and headed home. Read more »

Thanks Becky, I’ll sort him out” Chloe giggled in her head if that was only true and headed to her office.
“Morning Mr Thompson. Hope you fou……. Chloe stopped as her eyes found the guy sat with Mr Thompson.
“Hope you found us okay today”
Chloe said
“We sure did! This is my son, Tom, he’s planning his twin sisters wedding.”
“That’s so cute! And brave of her too. But I guess no one knows you better than your twin. I’m chloe” she said has reached out to shake his hand.
“Hi. I’m Tom.” Tom replied as they shook hands.
“I’ll be sorting everything Dad, I’ve got this. You can head off if you’d like, we will cal when you need to pay.” Tom laughed.
“Okay, don’t go to mad. Please”
“I’ll try not too dad”
Mr Thompson left the office, and left Chloe and Tom to discuss business.
“Right, I see you have all the flowers my sister loves. Only problem I have is the prices, could we negotiate in anyway?”
“Erm. Well.” Chloe pondered, as her kitty flared up again, this is your chance Chloe! Said the devil in her head.
We don’t normally do discounts, but considering you are a wedding planner. I think it may be beneficial long term that I have you on board. So how’s 10 percent sound?”
“I was hoping for 20?” Tom replied. Chloe stood up and walked over to him. She dropped her hand on his shoulder.
“Maybe we can reach some kind of agreement” Chloe said as she brushed his neck.
“Wow. Sorry. I’m more professional than that. Sor……”
Tom stopped her there. Grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him and kissed her. Chloe kissed him back. With passion. With tongues. She spun the chair so their knees are together, she pulled down her pants and said
“20 percent is it?” And climbed on Toms knee.
“Erm. Yes. Please” they kissed again, Tom wrestled open his trousers and his manhood breaks free. Chloe looked down at his meat, not bad she thought, around 6” and nice and gerthy. I hope we enjoy this. Chloe giggled to herself as she climbed back on his knee and slipped him inside her aching twat.
“Oh fuck yeah!” Chloe moaned.
“ I don’t normally do this. I promise. I’m just so horny. And I’m celebrating a divorce” Chloe explained while riding Tom.
“ I don’t……” Chloe out her finger on Toms lips.
“We have to be quick and quiet and I don’t care if you cum, just tell me if you’re gunna”
“Okay” Tom moaned back.
“So enjoy” Chloe said picking up the pace of her riding. Her hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. “Oh god this feels so good, taking a strangers cock in my office” chloe thought, and with that thought she came hard on Toms legs. She wanted more. Her sodden cunt wanted more. So Chloe bent over the desk, kitty right in Toms face.
“Come and earn that 20 percent boy”
Tom stood up instantly and slammed inside her. Chloe grabbed her panties and stuff them in her mouth to keep quiet. Tom thrashed his manhood in and out of her, slight little moans craft from round the panties, Chloe was cumming over and over, pushing herself back against Tom every time he pulled back to trust into her. She could feel her juices leaking down her legs. Chloe reaches between her legs and stroked her clit. She arched her back, pushing back in Tom more than ever.
“I’m gunna cum” Tom exclaimed.
Chloe stood up and got to her knees and took his meat into her mouth. He exploded instantly, making Chloe gag slightly. They straightened themselves up and sat either side of the desk again.
“That’s a good negotiation right there” chloe said.
“Haha. Yeah it was”
“You earned that 20 percent off. But don’t expect it every deal. This was a one off Tom.” Read more »

You sleep naked and leave the window open at night, feel the smooth cold of the sheet rub against you breasts and down the flat of your stomach as you slip into bed. You hope someone moves a ladder up late at night, climbs softly, removes the screen and slips through. You hope he lands on the bed softly and, in a deep slumber, you only barely stir. You hope he waits there for a moment, watching the pattern of your breathing, running a hand over top the comforter, tracing the shape of you before pulling it back slowly, and covering your exposed skin with himself. You hope that, still dreaming, you register the warmth and weight of him and fall into an easy sense of comfort as he removes layer and layer until you are both skin to skin. You hope that he moves inside you and, in your dream you’re making love with the ocean, riding atop it, wave crests bearing you up from between your legs, water touching every part of you smoothly, knowingly. You hope that in a fit of passion you reach for his shoulders, grab onto his hair and draw him closer until you come then, sated, fall back and curl to your side to bunch up the fabric of your bedsheets in one hand and settle into the softness again. You hope that in the morning dream half-remembered and line between reality and imagined blurred the only evidence you find is a wet spot on your bed and a certain jiggly sort of spent tiredness running through your thighs.

It was late Thursday evening, around 11pm and Chloe was brushing her teeth and preparing herself for bed. She cleaned off her toothbrush and placed it in the holder, switched off bathroom light and headed to bed. I must check my emails, I haven’t looked at them since 7, Chloe thought as she grabbed her tablet from the bed side table.
Yes. Chloe exclaimed, rather excitedly. She opened an email from her lawyer.
‘The divorce is finalised, you are no longer married to Steve.’
Chloe read over the email three or four times. Her smile getting wider each time.
It’s not that Steve was horrible, or cheated on Chloe. They had grown apart. To the point where they lived in separate houses, in different areas of the town they grew up in.
They were doing well on a personal level, Steve worked his way through his welding company to an office job. Chloe ran her own florists, that well to the point she no longer needed to be in the shop all day, instead she chose to open a second shop in the next town. That was the nail in the coffin for their marriage. They agreed amicably that a divorce was the only option.
Chloe had been waiting on this email for a few months now. What she didn’t expect was the reaction from in between her legs. She was on fire. “I haven’t felt like this for a few months” Chloe thought.
She ignored the urges, flicked through her other emails, put the tablet back on the bed side and switched on the tele. She settled herself in to bed, shut off the bedside lamp and her head hit the pillow.
“Finally I can relax and catch up on some sleep” Chloe smiles to herself, still beaming from the divorce going through. She read the email again in head and the fire between her legs returned but twice as hot now. Chloe considered sorting herself out, but not for long. “I need to sleep. You’re gunna have to wait.” Chloe muttered to herself. She drifted off to sleep shortly after. Read more »

The rendezvous.
Tilly sat nervously as she applied her make up. Lips red as a rose, just the right amount of blush to her already flushed cheeks. Her eyes, lined to perfection with kohl, sparkled with anticipation of the meeting. Tonight was her first date with Daddy, an old friend from years back she’d been chatting to online. Jay was older by a few years but ex forces and had made her laugh at his suggestive comments on her posts. Theyd struck up a quick and exciting relationship, he was very complimentary and funny. But had a wonderful sexy way about him. Theyd exchanged likes and found much in common, tonight was to be a chance to prove to him how sexy she could be.
Tilly had chosen her outfit very carefully, she knew it would drive him wild with lust when he saw her. She squirmed, her pussy pulsing and already wet, her nipples hard and sensitive under the lace material of her body stocking.
“Good job I’m sat on a towel!” She thought to herself as the perfect image looked back at her from the mirror. Standing, she admired her newly grown bush, she’d grown it out for Daddy as he liked hairy pussy. It was perfectly framed in the crotchless area of the lace bodysuit that arrived earlier in the day.
‘Mmmm” Tilly purred as her fingers caressed her wet slit though the soft hair. She jolted as she brushed over her aroused clit. “Maybe just once more” she said as she reached for the hairbrush, carefully inserting the handle into her slick love hole. Wet with juice and dripping it slid in and out with ease. Her other hand reaching up to pinch and tease her hard nipples, her breath coming quicker as she shuddered to a very speedy climax. ” Wow…” she breathed, ” that was quick” She giggled as the hairbrush slipped out dragging a trail of juice all the way to the dressing table.
Composing herself she slipped a blouse on feeling the crisp material make her already sensitive nipples harden even more. Smiling at this she slid the skirt up over her hourglass hips and fastened the zip. Spinning round she admired the way it flared out, knowing she could flash him any time as they sat in the bar.
Tilly grinned. “This is going to be so much FUN!” she said as she stepped into her black patent leather stilettos. Grabbing her Mac she headed downstairs to collect her car keys and set off towards their rendezvous… Read more »

I woke up to the sensation of Lydia’s lips and tongue on my shaft. Her warm, naked body tangled up on one of my legs. The sunlight filled the room and emblazoned every detail of the incredible scene before me. She gently pressed her soft plump lips to the smooth skin of my shaft. Her nimble tongue felt its way around my corona. She pressed her lips to the underside of my shaft and applied a gentle suction, caressing my frenulum between her lips with her tongue. She slid her mouth down the underside of my now throbbed member to the base and continued kissing. As she worked, I took in the sight of my shaft running along the side of her nose, and resting on her forehead. As she moved, I could feel her hair against my glans.
When she looked up and we made eye contact, she started to speak. “Oh. Did I wake you?” she said, looking at me from the other side of my engorged manhood, her lips close enough to touch the smooth skin of my circumcision scar. “You have a big day today.”
“Why is that?”
She began to kiss and lick me again in between her words. “You…..kiss….have…..kiss…..a….lick….gold….kiss…..coin…..kiss….date.” she then licked up the length of my shaft and kissed the underside of my glans. She slid it into her mouth. I could feel the build up of pressure as I got more and more aroused. She pulled me back out and started to speak again. This time, between strokes, sucking the head into her mouth and back out, interrupted by her words.
“She gave,” in, out, “specific instructions” in, out, “that you were to be” in, out, “very, very, aroused,” in, out,” when you,” in, out, in, out, “arrived, so my job today” in, out, in, out, in out, “is to tease you.”
With that, she took me all the way in. I felt the tightness of her throat, my toes curled, involuntarily, and I let out a moan. She pulled back and as my head left her luscious lips, she said, “That’s enough. Go get a shower.” She got up. Her feet patting on the floor of my room and I watched her small round ass getting further away. She yelled back as she left, “And no touching it! I mean it!” Read more »