As her present buzzed into life she was positively surprised. It wasn’t giving off the obnoxiously loud rumble she had expected, but rather a soft barely audible hum. The source of this sound was however far less tame than it might have suggested. Even holding the base, the vibrations traveled down her entire hand and into her wrists. Her eyes widened slightly at this intensity. The warmth in her stomach grew at even just the imagination of what sensations this kind of stimulation might cause. Curious as ever she pressed the button on the base again… and again. She discovered that what she had been greeted with was but the low setting and that two presses conjured up the maximum intensity her present was capable of. This setting set tremors far past her wrist, her entire arm tingling and shaking. The warmth moved a few inches south. She swallowed hard, wondering how long she would be able to bear this level of stimulation.
Category: eroticliterature
The Christmas Present – Part 1 [F-solo]
When she got back from the train station, she sank onto her bed and grabbed a pillow for a tight hug. As usual she felt like never did she miss him as much as now, just after he’d left. Their weekend together had been almost perfect, but time flies by and now, she found herself alone again. She scanned her desk for a take-away menu, planing on curing her melancholy with some pizza, when her eyes fell on a rectangular parcel of garish Christmas wrapping paper. She smiled, they had agreed on no big presents this year, but clearly Alex hadn’t listened. Her mood immediately lifted, she abandoned the comfort of the pillow, rose up and snatched the present, only to fall back onto her bed, looking up at it.
A small, folded card was stuck under the ribbon sneaking across two opposite corners, adorning the respectable wrapping effort with a simple bow. She pulled out the card and unfolded it. In Alex’s somewhat chaotic handwriting it read
*Something to keep you company while I can’t ;) Love Alex*
Lynn Succumbs [FF][friends][too aroused to resist]
Sarah and Lynn checked on the bottle of Merlot as they talked. Plenty more wine, they saw.
They sat in Lynn’s apartment venting and complaining away the outrages of the day. But they were soon tired of work. And talking about work. And thinking about getting up the next day for work.
“I have an idea,” Sarah said.
When she suggested, or dared, to put on some porn, Lynn gave her a look like she was nuts.
“Come on,” Sarah said, picking up her laptop. “I’m in the mood.”
A good looking guy was settling between the long legs of a dark-haired woman. Her pussylips were dark as well, which accentuated the glistening pink inside.
She moved so seductively as she parted her thighs wider and closed her eyes to invite him in.
“I need more wine,” Lynn said, becoming a little fidgety as the woman on the screen began to beautifully moan.
“She has a beautiful pussy,” Sarah said
“Um, sure.”
They watched the hypnotic sliding and bobbing of the man’s head. The woman’s voice climbed higher.
When She Says
She grabbed his hand and led him upstairs, with every passing moment all he could think about was her kiss, her lips, the way she looked at him with those eyes. As she led him up the stairs to her bedroom, it seemed so far away. He licked his lips as he watched her hips sway with every step, she took moving them closer to her door. Closer to what he was craving the most. Though there night had been filled with light conversation, fun and laughter, he knew where the night would end. Counting every minuet and every second patiently anticipating the things that she would do to him, how much he would enjoy her. The ways he could please her, touch her, enjoy every inch of her body she would allow him to enjoy.
As her bedroom grew nearer and his anticipation arose, she stopped him before he could take another step, kissing his lips deeply he wanted with every fiber of his being to touch her body, but he had to keep his hands to himself. She pushed him against the wall each kiss more passionate then the last. His pants begin to tighten the deeper she kissed him, the more he wanted to touch her body. Her lips moved from his lips to his neck and then her hands begin to unbutton his shirt, one by one she slowly took her time making him gasp with each button. The urge to ravish her was unbearable.
Don’t Make Me Do This
“Don’t make me do this.”
I sat in front of my so-called friends at Southway bar in absolute resolution. There was no way I would do what they were asking of me. I had pride. For the love of God, I had pride and self-respect. I would never put myself in that position again.
“Jessie, please. You are the only one who can get through to him.”
The pleas from my supposed best friend. My *ex*-best-friend after this.
“How could you ask me to do such a thing, Robyn? You were there with me when it was all over. You know how I cried. Yet, here you are, asking me to do this? Why do you think this is okay?”
My heart felt torn apart. Every part of me hurt.
“This is not just on Jess,” Frank piped up. “This is all of us. We wouldn’t ask you to do this if it wasn’t absolutely necessary.”
I rolled my eyes. Frank was in love with Robyn and would do anything she wanted. Even though she was completely INSANE in what she was asking of me.
A night at the museum leads to.. [FFM] [threesome] [cuckquean] [nsfw]
John met Kit first at a summer music festival the year prior. Rose was there too, on a work assignment, and flirted and danced with Kit until the early light.
After the festival, John and Kit started texting and a friendship developed. She was smart and funny, a little nerdy and very passionate about learning new things. She looked young and sweet and innocent with a round youthful face, but she had a confidence about her that made her carry herself older. She had been on her own since 16, and that was just a short 6 years ago.
John asked Rose if they three could meet up at the museum one afternoon. He had been talking about Kit and Rose wanted to know more. Aside from festival dancefloor flirtations, Rose really didn’t know much about her.
“She’s super cute too” Rose said and he winked.
“Oh, also, she’s into women” John confided.
Unusual day at the college
Today was interesting and I want to share my experience with you. It was just a basic day. Woke up early to get to class. Today I was going to have a long day teaching 7 classes in two different colleges. Teaching physiology, anatomy and other medical courses every day gets a little exhausting but pays the bills.
All classes usually are pretty intense in this big-time college, I work for. A lot of students are trying to get into medical schools to became MD, DO, DPT and other letters that we could make a soup of… Bright kids that understand the amount of debt they are getting themselves into to help others. First and second class go as planned. Nothing crazy happened. I was feeling tired and bored. I have been doing this for so long, always answering the same questions year after year. Because Monday, Wednesdays and Fridays were my long days, I was always dreading them. Looking forward to the other days of the week where I could have some time to do something fun, work out and have some me-time.
Anyone entertain requests?
I have a kink for seeing my latina girlfriend with other men (asian and black men) and I wanted to know if anyone wanted to take a crack at a story where she ends up having sex with two men in front of me? This really turns me on and for some reason porn just doesnt do it, the images in my head are so much more vivid I guess. They do say the brain is the largest sex organ right? Pm me and we can talk out details?
The Restaurant
With a deep grunt, he pushes hard and finally finishes inside her as she too completes her climax. Holding still for a moment to savor the look and feeling, he finally pulls out of her as she bends down and cleans his cock with her mouth.
The restaurant was full and bustling on a Friday night as he took his drink filled with dark spirit and purposely raised it to his lips and drank. The condensation dripped onto his arm that was across the table as she noticed and wiped it off and consumed the droplet in her mouth.
She shifted in her seat beside him as his gaze turned upon her as they sat in booth seat against the wall facing into the room. Their flirting all night had made her panties damp and her lust grow within.
“How long does it take to cook a steak,” he turns to her in a statement rather than a question before he places his hand on her soft leg just below where her dress finishes.
“I know Daddy. I’m starving,” she replies in turn.
His hand slides under her dress and slowly to her panties.
Worth the Wait – Part 1
He was waiting for her in the chair in the corner. Catching her eyes as she entered the room, she quickly dropped her eyeline and stopped.
“Kneel.”
He watched her drop to her knees, only just having entered the room still in her dark top and skirt from the day. Watching her submit to him always affected him.
He took his time and made her wait as he looked upon her from the chair as his mind began to imagine the things that were about to transpire.
Rising from the chair, he takes the material from the side table and walks around behind her, standing above for a moment. Reaching down with his other hand, he grips her hair in his fist and pulls it downward, thus jerking her head so her gaze is forced upward to his as she kneels.
“I have been waiting for this all day,” he begins, purposefully choosing his words and sharing them in a deep tone. “I am going to consume you.”
He could see her throat swallow from that position as he lets go of the tension slightly as her head drops to be perfectly horizontal before pulling her hair away from her neck and crouching down.