It was the hottest day of the year, only about 1030 in the morning and already thirty degrees. Mark stepped onto the deck, closing the door to the kitchen behind him. It was Wednesday, and he had submitted the latest chapter of his book to his editor only a few hours ago, and was in need of a day off. And a beautiful day it was too. His sister Jennifer had stuck her head in his bedroom door that morning, letting him know that that evening she’d be going out after work. “It’s Erica’s birthday today, and we’re doing a dinner and spa night downtown. We’ll be back late, so don’t wait up for me. You were up too late last night anyways!” With a quick wave, she had closed the door, and Mark had rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, his duvet and sheets wrapped around him. Or at least tried to. With the sun pouring in through his south-facing window, he couldn’t. And so after an hour of trying or so, he got up and had begun his day, such as it was.
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To be continued….
Baby girl,
You’re so fuckin beautiful when you cry from the pain I inflict on your body. The way you gasp for air as the wind leaves your lungs when I slam you into the wall; my hand around your throat. I love how you surrender to me beneath my grasp. You’re my dirty little slut! When I thrust my cock deeply inside your tiny hole the look in your eyes says it all. You don’t need to utter a word baby girl, just shut the fuck up and look at me. I love standing over you as you try to escape from the ropes and chains that bound you to my bed. I know that you can’t possibly escape, but I love watching you suffer. Sweetheart, you’re so cute when you struggle. The sight of you tied face down to my mattress with your legs spread out causes me to throb harder than you can imagine. I’m just getting started with you and pre-cum is already dripping from the tip of my dick….
To be continued…
My addictions…
I’m an addict…
I’m addicted to how your cute eyes widen as you reach down the front of my pants and wrap your little hand around me.
I’m addicted to the way you bite your bottom lip as you feel me swell up inside of your hands.
I’m addicted to the sound of your whimpers and that insanely sexy combination of curiosity and terror on your face as you struggle to pull my 8.5 inch cock out of my pants.
I’m addicted to the sweet taste of your soaking wet pussy and the way your body squirms as my tongue fills you up.
I’m addicted to the way your perfect tits bounce as I wrap my hands tightly around your waist and violently bounce you up and down on my dick.
I’m addicted to the sight of your perfect ass and pretty little pussy as you ride me reverse.
I’m addicted to the feeling of your throat in my hands as I completely dominate you.
I’m addicted to how your body tenses up and convulses when I give you orgasm after orgasm.
Misty evening in Berlin: My first ever Erotic Shortstory – Asking for Feedback
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Mounting Workplace Tensions NSFW
I sit down at my desk when I see the calendar alert. Great a budget meeting in half an hour time goes by in a flash and before I know it I am walking into the 4th floor conference room. If I had only known this was going to be today I would have worn a professional pants suit instead of this wrap dress. I know he must think I’m a complete screw up I can’t talk correctly my typing skills are reduced to pecking at the moment he appears in my doorway and my office is filled with his scent. Why is it that this man what unlocks such unprecedented passion in me. I hear the heavy conference room door open and shut. As our eyes lock an understanding takes place where no words are needed. He crosses the room I stand to greet him and he takes another step forward into my personal space it throws me off balance and when his hand touches my waist to steady me all inhibitions are lost. My breath catches as he moves his hands to the tie on my dress. In a heartbeat my nipples are hard as he caresses my breast removing them from my lace bra. My whole body set on fire as he pinches one nipple taking the other into his mouth. He steps back inspecting my body as I self consciously try to cover he shakes his head no. He runs his fingers under the edge of my green lace thong and lifts my bear ass onto the conference table. I gasp at the cold sensation of the table contrasting of the warmth of my pussy as he rubs my clit. I arch my back as I try not to cry out. He enters me in one swift motion and I have never felt so full my body stretched to accommodate his engorged dick. With every thrust becoming harder than the last I know I am quickly loosing the battle to withhold my release. As I feel him begin to pulse the battle is lost and nothing can compare to the sensation of his hot cum filling my already sore pussy.
Workplace Trouble
I know I shouldn’t see him in that way. He is off limits forbidden and not for me. My mind knows all the reasons why not, yet my body cannot stop the chemical reaction his nearness brings. The tightness in my nipples the shaking of my hands the quickness of my beating heart. The struggle to stay in the present as he barks out his orders to me and not to wander off into the fantasies that are a constant side effect of the intolerable sexy man I am required to report to. In a flash I am no longer sitting at my desk but rather brushing against him in the hallway my fantasies run wild with thoughts of running my hands through his hair while his hands trace ever so softly the edge of my hemline. my breathing hastens, and I can feel the wetness as his hands travel up my thigh oh how my skin burns at his touch. He slides me over to the center of his desk. Puts his hand in my hair and brings his lips to mine I stifle a soft moan and he pulls me closer before another second can pass I find myself on my knees reaching for his belt buckle. My heart is pounding my pussy so wet. I free his impressive cock from his boxers I lick my lips in anticipation I taste his excitement enjoying every drop of his salty goodness as my hand strokes him. He pulls me to my feet in one swift motion my panties are around my ankles and I am bent over his desk the very desk where I laid his reports just a half hour before. I take in a sharp breath as his massive cock feels me to my rim. Every single thrust brings me closer to an eruption I am powerless to stop it. He pulls me by my hips as I take every glorious inch of him. I cum in a fury of bliss as I milk his dick for every drop I can hold. Just then the phone rings awaking me from my trance of fantasy. I must find a way to concentrate.
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Upon request, I pulled my vibrator out of the box, sitting it on his asshole. I turn it on, giving him a slight preview of his fantasy. Sliding it up and down his taint, gently massaging his prostate.. Bringing him to full erection. My goal after getting him erect is to milk his prostate, giving him the ultimate pleasure. Between his moans and seeing pre-cum drip from his penis as he sits on all fours, I realize that I am completing my job.
Brian and the Living Mannequin
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*This is a slightly modified version of one of my chapters to Enchanted Panties. I plan on rewriting the series and this chapter was somewhat out of place for that particular story but I wanted to keep Brian’s story. In this modified version, the story is written as a spin-off of Night of the Living Pussy. There may be more to this story in the future. Hope you guys enjoy :).*
Pleased with her achievement on Stephanie, the mischievous little lust fairy Arianna had her sights set on a department store manager at the name of Brian, who was in his mid-twenties and had lost hope finding love. Arianna had stolen a pocket pussy from a local sex toy shop and brought it to life with her magic. She sent it out in the middle of the night to sneak into the store.
“Go my new pet. Show Brain the time of his life.” Arianna giggled as she flew off into the night.
My Remote Controlled Gothic Hottie
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Drew Robinson had just turned eighteen years of age and was halfway through his senior year of high school. He wasn’t a bad looking guy but his self-confidence was a little lacking and the fact that most girls in the school knew that he was a pervert kept him from scoring a girlfriend.
He lived with his Dad, who owned a lucrative sex toy business and had apparently had a breakthrough recently in product development. One day, Drew just happened to be a fly on the wall at the right moment while listening in on a conversation and knew when the samples of these products would be in. He snuck a box into his backpack and went to school, where he met his partner in crime.
“Dude, you brought it, right?” Brad asked Drew under his breath in study hall.
“Of course I brought it. I’ve been waiting for this thing to come in for weeks.” Drew rolled his eyes as he opened his backpack and pulled out a vial with clear liquid inside.
The Submissive Professor (19)
As I expected, Mistress Michelle cums several times while I ate her pussy. I deeply love to eat her pussy. It is a real reward for me and Mistress knows it. Sometimes, between classes, she returns to her apartment, to be worshiped with a quick cunnilingus by her submissive slave. Then she leaves, calm, leaving me in a state of indescribable excitement.