Category: eroticliterature

It started with my morning routine. I got out of the shower and dried my body with my towel. I ran it over my shoulders and arms and moved my way to my breasts. I noticed they were particularly perky today and I realized that might help me with the interview. I shuffled to my room and closed the door behind me and I immediately let go of my towel, something about being in the nude just made my day a little better. I sipped on my coffee while the wetness from my hair dripped onto my body. I began to look in my closet to see what I could wear and then I saw it! My black pencil skirt! That was it! I would wear my black skin tight skirt with my flowy top that subtlety showed cleavage, I was sure he would love that. I put my outfit on and moved onto my makeup. I decided to go with a bold cat eye and a soft red lip to draw attention to my mouth. I decided to put my hair up as to appear more professional and I think it worked. I slipped my foot into my nude high heels and I looked in the mirror. I looked confident and sexy, something that Stephanie told me he would enjoy. Read more »

She glanced over at him from behind the wheel. Being as she hadn’t seen him for about a month, she instantly smiled like she had received the one present she always wanted and couldn’t wait to unwrap it. She could feel him staring at her; it was a piercing stare like a predator surveying its prey. Their eyes met with a soft glance and she could feel what he was thinking. They were instantly connected, like two pieces of an ancient puzzle waiting to be placed together. His hazel eyes were on her, and she could feel them processing her body, which made her heart beat like a bass drum in her chest. His left hand was stroking her hair and lightly touching the back of her neck which gave her instant goose bumps on her skin. She thought to herself how his touch was missed and welcomed after their time away from each other. His hand and fingers were gently, delicately stroking her neck as if she was a priceless piece of art and he was the curator. Their eyes met once again and she noticed his soft, lurking smile like he was undressing her with his eyes and she knew what was in store for them when they would be alone. She could feel her heart beating faster as they inched ever closer home. The butterflies starting swimming in her stomach and she could sense the tingling and wetness between her legs. She thought to herself, “when would she be alone with him, when would there be time”, her entire being ached for his skin to touch hers and to feel him inside her. Read more »

His gaze is intense. Almost piercing but gentle. The doors start to slide closed. I want him. Now. An arm peaks through and the doors quickly jerk open unleashing a crowd of people. He is on the opposite end and I, wet with anticipation, am forced to contain my elation behind this towering cluster of strangers. They are strangers. I will never see them again. I reason with myself. I want to collapse onto his body, grab his hand and slip it in my panties. I want his finger continuously sliding against me while he kisses me with as much force as he can muster, knowing that this moment is the last of our time together.

The elevator stops at the third floor. The crowd dissipates except for one. I stare with great disdain at this nuisance but I am caught off guard when the hands that I yearn so much touch me. I can see his impatience has grown but quickly escapes him when I catch his eyes. We kiss and time no longer exists. Read more »

The restaurant was full with laughter and the low murmur of conversation giving it an air which only fueled her excitement. A soft glow from white candles placed on the tables accentuated the romantic ambiance of the room and made each table feel like an intimate setting where people could feel alone even in a crowded dining room. The soft red velvet cushions and table cloths helped to create a lustful mood in her body which created a buzz she hadn’t felt in a long time. A bottle of red Cabernet sat in the middle of the table. Her tight black dress felt snug against her body making her feel sexy and confident which made her smile and glow more than usual. She loved the way it showed just enough cleavage and sat high on her thighs right below her buttocks. It gave her a felling of power, of control. Read more »

Steam filled the small white tile bathroom as the shower grew hotter and hotter. She thought about how the hot water felt against her skin and the smell of the lavender body wash energized her senses. Wow she felt great to take a long shower, steam rising all around her, soaking in pure relaxation. She only had this chance rarely since the children were away visiting her parents in Florida for a week. Finally feeling clean she shut the water off with a quick twist of the silver knobs. The bathroom was warm and steamy just the way she liked it and she dried off and stared at her hot body in the mirror. The white vertical blinds attached to the lone window in the room created a sense of privacy. She felt great and decided to pamper herself with vanilla body lotion and a sweet perfume from Victoria’s secret. She wanted to be ready when her husband arrived home from a long day at work. She wanted to surprise him and she imagined the shocked and excited look his face would reveal. It wasn’t often that they had time alone without chaos and interruptions all around them. This night would be special, one to remember. Propping her smooth right leg up on the black marble bathroom counter, she rubbed the vanilla scented lotion up and down her leg. The lotion was cool and soft and the smell reminded her of a spa. She switched to the left leg slowly rubbing the cool lotion upon her damp skin. Looking at herself in the fogged up mirror she could see the small black patch of hair between her legs, a triangle giving directions to the beautiful sweet flower that lie beneath. Her hands were moving all over her lightly tanned body, applying lotion to every section. She moved on to her ass, her tight round ass that her husband loved, rubbing it with vanilla ever so gently. She applied a small squirt of perfume between her big full breasts and a little touch to the top of her the patch of hair between her thighs, it was cool and made her tingle ever so slightly. She knew the smell would drive her husband crazy, and briefly lost herself in a thought of her husband’s head between her legs. Umm she thought to herself as her wetness grew from inside. She grabbed her black laced lingerie from the closet and tried it on in front of the full length mirror in the master bedroom. Staring at herself, she knew in her mind that her husband would love the new outfit she had picked out. She turned to admire herself, her ass was exquisite in the laced thongs and she loved the way her tiger lily tattoo looked rising from underneath her panties. She lost herself in the mirror, thoughts racing through her mind like race cars on a speed track. Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door. She wasn’t expected anyone and surely her husband wouldn’t knock. She quickly grabbed her pink plush robe from the bathroom door and tied it tightly around her waist. Peering through the peep hole, she saw the cop dressed all in black with his shiny badge gleaming in the front porch light. She opened the dark red door slightly, cracking it as to not reveal herself in her soft robe. He notified her that there were reports of a dark clothed person walking around some of the houses in the neighborhood. She immediately felt her heart thumping in her chest and the butterflies rising in her stomach because she instantly recognized him. He asked if he could come in and do a quick check around the house to verify she was safe, and she played along. A sense of warmth and security swept across her being as he entered the home and started his search. The officer roamed the house with his big black flashlight checking every nook and cranny of the 2000 square foot home. The lights were purposely dimmed to set the mood for her husband’s arrival. It gave the rooms on the ground floor sensuality, a certain aura of sexual charge. The dining room contained a dark wood table in the center and was lighted with a single red candle on a silver stand creating marvelous low light warmth. She had created the most perfect atmosphere conceivable. The officer was still conducting his search of the home when she finally had enough of the his charade, her heart was pounding in her chest, and her body was aching for his touch so she reached out with her right hand and grabbed the officer tightly at the collar of his shirt and yanked him toward her. The look on his face was one of surprise but he quickly recovered his persona and told her firmly to back up, she was under arrest for assaulting an officer of the law. She backed up three steps and she felt her breathing increase, her chest was rising out and back. She slowly untied her hot pink robe and opened it to expose her smoking hot body to him. He placed his flashlight on the kitchen counter and slowly walked over to her, pressing his body against hers ever so slightly pushing her body with his towards the candle lit dining room table. Her ass hit the side of the hard wood table and she knew they had reached their destination. His hands grasped the sides of her face and he removed the clip from her hair revealing her dark brown curly hair. His lips pressed tightly to hers and she could feel his strong tongue push into her mouth. Oh how she loved his kisses. She let out a low moan and she was lost in the moment. She felt his hands now move to the sides of the robe and she wondered why it took him so long. She could feel the robe being removed from her body, sliding so gracefully along her curves and eventually ending up on the dining room floor. She had the look of a woman entranced, spellbound by his touch. Unlocking her lips from his, she ran her hands down his body to his belt buckle and after removing the clasp heard the heavy black belt smack to the hard wood floor beneath. Sliding her fingers along the heavy cotton pants revealed a nice surprise lurking underneath, hidden beneath a few layers of clothing. She ran her hand along his rock hard cock, stroking it like she was polishing an ancient statue before a great reveal. Moaning deeply, she knelt to the floor ready to expose his hidden weapon for her eyes to see. Slowly and methodically, she unbuttoned and unzipped his cool metal zipper which dropped his pants to the floor in an instant. She could see it now hiding under a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs, throbbing alive waiting to be submerged in her mouth. She looked up at him with her almond brown eyes and gave a little mischievous smile, then ever so carefully pulled the underwear down inch by inch. The big head of his cock was exposed and she licked her plump lips, resisting the urge to swallow it whole. As the boxers finally exposed his full hard cock, it sprang toward the ground and touched her face which tickled her and she smiled. Soaking in its size and strength, she gazed at it like it was the first time she had seen it, but she knew it wasn’t. She could feel her pussy dripping with anticipation, knowing it would soon reach her magic spot. She opened wide and drew ever closer to his body accepting the cock into her warm wet mouth. She used her tongue widely and slobber was dripping from her mouth as she pulled it in and out, over and over until he couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed her hair and pulled her up violently to her feet. She felt his hands slipping around her back to her bra strap and with a quick twist sent it to the floor. She felt exposed and she loved the way that felt. In one quick motion, he lifted her up and onto the dining room table, right to the edge and she sensed the wood against her ass, cold as ice. She loved him. She felt his strong arms wrap her body like a blanket on a cold winter day as his mouth explored her tits like a man on a mission. Wetness and tingling ensued as his mouth licked and sucked on her big tits. She moaned and groaned like a woman in need of some medicine, closing her eyes in a dream like state. She wanted him now which led her to take control, unbuttoning his shirt and moving him to the wooden chair at the head of the table. She pushed him down which made a loud thud as his body hit the chair and slid her panties to the floor which put her face right next to his cock. Her wet tongue slid against his shaft, licking it like a Popsicle and she could tell he was watching her every move. She stepped up onto the chair and leveraged her feet on the side rails, and slid her wet pussy lips over his throbbing cock; feeling it slide in made her quiver with excitement. He whispered into her ear while he was squeezing her ass, “Fuck me”. She took the challenge bouncing up and down harder and harder, letting her moaning escape her louder and louder filling the room with sounds, a symphony of sorts, her body moving to the beat and tits bouncing in his face. She yelled out a loud scream when she cummed, “Oh my God” she yelled as she continued to ride him, ever faster and faster. He was grabbing her tits and sucking them as they bounced by his lips. Up and down, she arched her neck and looked up to the ceiling enthralled in the clutches of ecstasy. She could sense the impending explosion that was about to take place. She looked him in the eyes as he grabbed the sides of her waist, ready for the final act. Bouncing harder and harder, she could feel the swelling cock growing inside her, like a balloon ready to burst. Boom she could feel his release, and kept going and going wanting it all inside her. She knew she had it all, kissed her husband passionately, and said “I love it when we play dress up!”

The candle flickered light across her glossy body as he rubbed the almond massage oil all over her back. She could feel his warm hands massaging, rubbing every muscle which forced her to relax more and more with each firm press. The room was dimly lit and the fan above flicked the light of the candle across the walls of the bedroom. Moving his hands from her shoulders down to her lower back, she could feel his strength and his immense love, with each stroke. It had been a long time since he had pampered her this way, too long she thought to herself. The sensation of his hands moving to her ass and massaging it felt amazing and made her think of sex. With both hands, he tightly gripped her right thigh and squeezed it gently, massaging the tension from her extremity. She let out a sigh of relief as he moved from right leg to left and down to her feet. The warmth and stickiness of the oil soothed her skin as he continued to massage her naked body. Back to her neck, which felt tight and tense, he consistently caressed her muscles beneath her smooth skin and over time removed any anxiety that she was carrying. Every so often she could feel his dick hard and solid touch her pussy through her panties with a tickle. She wondered if it would just slide in on it’s on without much effort from either of them. To her arms and hands, he moved scrubbing away any lasting tension. This is a real man, she thought to herself as she became more aroused. His hands effortlessly slid down her back massaging on the way down until he reached the the bottom of her tattoo which started from under her panties. In her right ear, she heard him whisper, “Roll over”, and she obeyed his command. He reached to the night stand and revealed two red silk scarves, and an exciting feeling raced across her body. He picked her up and slid her whole body toward the headboard of their queen size bed. Feeling completely comfortable, she smiled at him wondering what he was up to. He pushed her right hand up to the wood and secured it tightly using one of the scarves. After tying her left hand up in the same way, she immediately had a feeling of helplessness sweep over her entire being. A feeling of slight fear and arousal hit her all at the same time. Her eyes watched him like a hawk as he revealed a can of whipped cream and a small bottle of Hershey’s chocolate syrup from a secret spot on the bed. Anticipating what he was about to do, she giggled slightly out loud and quickly composed herself because she didn’t want to wake the kids in the next room. Holding the bottle upside down, he squeezed it onto her chest, tickling her nipples as the cold chocolate fell onto her big tits. She giggled slightly again unable to contain herself. She felt his tongue licking the chocolate from her breast turning her body into a living desert and this sensation made her feel truly desired. Out of no where, he grabbed her orange panties and violently ripped them from her body with one quick pull. This surprisingly made her wet the instant the cool air touched the soft lips of her pussy. When he was done, she watched him shake the can of whipping cream and trigger it at her clit. Without notice, his head disappeared between her legs she could feel his face buried in her pussy licking and sucking away the cream. She loved the way it felt as the sweat beaded up on her forehead and slid down the sides of her face. Her arousal was peaking at this moment and she wondered what he would do to her next. The question quickly disappeared from her thoughts as she noticed blue vibrator in his hand, which he was moving in the direction where his face just left. This excited her even more and honestly she thought she was about to cum even before he touched her with it. It didn’t take long for the vibrations to do their job and she screamed loudly as she reached her climax. The warmth of his hand covered her mouth discreetly notifying her to be quiet without saying a word. Anticipating the next level, she fully expected him to untie her to free her arms and give her a chance to finish him. Her expectations where not met, because he started to rub her tits and stomach with the almond lotion. With each caress she could feel her body relaxing more and more until she was fully set at ease again. His hands moved down to the top of her pussy massaging away the stickiness left by the whipped cream and then he caressed her thighs rubbing any lasting tension away from her. She felt fully satisfied and wanted desperately to return the favor. His lips touched hers and he showed her how much love he felt towards her by passionately and softly kissing her mouth. She thought to herself, oh my god what could be next. He displayed his dominance by straddling her chest and shoving his hard cock into her mouth. She couldn’t believe it, his dick filled her mouth and pushed against the back of her throat forcing her to gag a little. Leaving her wanting more he removed the cock from her mouth and pulled her legs up onto his shoulders. She was dying for him to enter her and when he finally did she moaned like she had been struck with a heavy object. He leaned in and said “Are you ready?” and she nodded yes. His hands squeezed her bare ass cheeks tightly as he wildly forced his cock in and out slapping his balls against her taint faster and faster until she was moaning and screaming in ecstasy. It felt like she was being fucked by a jack hammer, slap, slap, slap, was the sound their skin made as it contacted each other with each vicious thrust. Right when she couldn’t take it anymore her second orgasm took her by surprise manifesting itself out of no where. “Oh God!” she screamed out and instantly before she could get a second breath, his rock hard cock was in her mouth again. In and out, in and out, he pumped and the warmth of his cum soothed her throat. Her body was spent and exhausted from the last hour our making love, so she quickly tried to catch her breath. She could feel his cock being removed from her mouth and it fell to her throat, releasing the last of his sperm upon her sweaty neck. “My first pearl necklace” she thought to herself as he untied her hands and he laid on top of her both breathing like they had been running in the heat. He whispered in her ear, “You are mine”.

The wind felt cool across her legs as she walked on the Pier toward the warship her husband was serving on. Depression set in as she thought about what the next twenty four hours had in store for her. Tomorrow her husband was leaving for a seven month long tour and due to his duty day the only way to see him was to bring him. He had requested a double cheeseburger and fries from his favorite fast food restaurant and she knew it was because he wouldn’t be seeing many fast food restaurants on his voyage across the ocean. It had taken her practically all day to get ready, shower and shaved her legs, fixed her hair just right, and then applied makeup to her beautiful face. She spared no detail in her preparation, selecting a white strapless bra and white thongs to complete her ensemble. She then picked out her favorite fall dress, low cut purple cotton with a modest length which touched the tops of her knees. She sprayed a liberal amount of perfume upon her neck and dabbed it onto her wrists. Filled with excitement, she headed out the door to the ship and one last meeting with her husband before his departure. The black sandals she wore did little to cushion her feet against the concrete of the long pier, as she walked towards the ship. Looking up she saw it, a haze gray structure rising up from the ocean like a small mountain. As she got closer, she saw him; her husband was waiting for her on the quarterdeck, dressed in his dark blue coveralls. Nervously crossing the brow of the ship, she smiled at him as he moved swiftly to wrap his arms around her waist. She thought to herself, “Love is an amazing gift”. A quick tour ensued, she was amazed at the inside of the ship, the different workspaces and amazing technology that he explained as he held her hand and led her through the different compartments. They stopped to eat on the mess decks, sitting as close as possible, legs touching, chatting and laughing. After grabbing a quick smoke on the missile deck they headed inside so he could show her his office. He punched the combination into the door and flung it open exposing two desks in a space the size of a walk in closet. He closed the metal door behind them and they both looked into each other’s eyes wondering what to do next. He pulled her up from her chair, embraced her body tightly to his, and said “I am going to miss you” and she kissed him passionately on the lips. She could feel his hands moving all over her body from her waist up her back then down her ass, which he gave a squeeze, before slipping his hands under her cotton dress. She wanted him now more than ever and unzipped his coveralls as fast as she could; knowing that they had little time alone in the tight space. Sliding her fingers into the open space which was left when the zipper was opened, she grabbed his cock through his boxers and stroked it hoping it would respond. The cock didn’t disappoint, it sprang to attention, getting harder and harder with every stroke of her hand. Wanting to give him something to remember, she pushed him against the wall like a locomotive out of control and bent down putting her face within inches of the rock hard cock. She felt exhilarated, knowing that at any moment someone could walk in on them both. That feeling excited her more than she had anticipated. Exposing his cock through the slit in his boxers was an easy task, and in a second she was sucking it with all she had. Slop, slop, slop was the sounds it made as it entered and exited her warm, sweet mouth. Feeling he couldn’t take anymore, he took control pulling her up from her crouched position and spinning her around like a ballerina on stage. She could feel the steel wall against her back as he slowly removed her panties down her sexy legs to the floor below. She watched him push the thongs into his pocket, keeping them out of sight. The cool air of the small room was making its way across the lips of her pussy now and her excitement produced a wetness that she knew all too well. His hands grabbed the back of her legs and he lifted her effortlessly from her standing position and pressed her against the wall. The lips met in a passionate exhibit of love and lust, tongues twisting and saliva dripping around the edges of their mouths. His cock pressed against the outside of her pussy and made its own way inside. Wow, it felt amazing like each time before and she whispered, “Do it” in his ear. He started pumping like heavy duty drill looking for oil, in and out, in and out; she wanted it deeper and harder. She whispered, “Fuck me baby”, and he obliged. The sensation was unlike any time before, punishing her pussy like a mad man that had lost control. She loved it; she loved him, only he could make her feel this way. Thrusting in and out violently made her feel submissive and vulnerable. The pounding he was giving her made the lips of her tight pussy scream for mercy, but she didn’t want him to ever stop. She could feel that she was about to cum, because the tingling sensations grew and grew from inside her, she whispered “Harder” and he used all his strength to thrust his warm wet cock into her, over and over and over and over until she screamed and then quickly covered her own mouth. Wanting him to suck her tits, she slid her dress down just enough to expose her full gorgeous breasts within millimeters of his mouth. He immediately swallowed her right nipple and started fucking her with all he had, pop, pop, pop was the sound that echoed through the room. Loving to be in command, she said “Cum in me”, and immediately she could feel the effect her words had on him because the throbbing cock swelled up and exploded inside her. She kissed him passionately and whispered in his ear “This should hold us both over for the deployment”.

 The sound of laughter filled the room of the beach city’s local comedy club as the sixty or so guests were being entertained. The room was filled to capacity not an empty seat in the house, red carpets and dimly lit tables were scattered randomly across the floor. It felt great to laugh, she thought to herself as she glanced at her husband seated next to her. He smiled back and she could see his gaze move from her almond brown eyes to her pink lip liner covered lips, on down her neck to the top straps of her tight black dress. His eyes slowly surveyed every inch of her moving to her cleavage exposed from the top of her low cut dress. The look in his eyes was one of lust and she was sure the temperature in the room must have increased about ten degrees in an instant. She tilted back a blue bottle of ice cold beer and told the waitress to bring two more. The waitress acknowledged and scurried out of sight in a flash. She felt great, buzzed slightly but thought to herself “I deserve this”, since it had been about eleven months since she had a sip of alcohol. A date night alone was truly a special evening for her and her husband. The night had been perfect, and he complemented her on the choice of venue since neither one of them had been to a comedy club in their lives. She loved when he complemented her, and felt a euphoria from the encouraging words from him and possibly a little from the alcohol. About thirty minutes later, the final comedian stepped off the stage and she felt a little depressed that her night was about to end. Down the steps and outside of the club, the air was breezy and warm with a smell of ocean and sand. People were everywhere in front of the two story business complex due to the close proximity to the restaurants on the first floor. She smiled when he grabbed her hand and walking slightly ahead of her sort of pulled her toward the parking garage where their vehicle was waiting. He pulled out a pack of Camels and lit two Menthol lights, one for each of them. The taste was cool against the back of her throat, and it gave her mouth a slightly refreshing feeling. They walked hand in hand across two busy streets until they reached the second level where their car was parked. He held open her door and she moved in for a slow passionate kiss, then pulled away and slid elegantly into the passenger seat. She watched him close the car door with a low thud and as he was walking around to the driver’s side, she did something completely spontaneous, she quickly removed her panties. She watched him like a hawk as he slid into his seat behind the steering wheel and when he looked at her she held up her laced aqua colored thongs, twirling them around her right index finger. Admiring his surprise, she dropped the panties onto the center console between them and then slowly pulled her dress up revealing her wet pussy underneath. A tiny black spot of hair finally showed him she had prepared for this night in advance. She lifted her right hand in the air and with her finger motioned for him to come to her. He obeyed her every command, like a slave to its master. He moved close to her and slid his left hand up her smooth silky legs and rested it when he reached the wet spot between her thighs. He gently slid his fingers up and down rubbing her clit, and then inserted one finger, then two into her pussy. In and out he pushed and pulled his hand from inside her to the lips and back again. Kissing and moaning they both became two horny beings ready to fuck. After a few minutes, she pushed him away and said “drive”. As he put the gearshift into reverse, she placed her hand on his crotch and then undid his belt. She moved closer and unbuttoned his jeans sliding the zipper down with skills only she possessed. He started out of the parking garage as she finally pulled his cock through the slit of his black boxers exposing his penis to the cool air of the atmosphere. He quickly moved the vehicle to the highway headed towards home, and she swallowed his rock hard cock in her mouth. She loved the way the rigid head of his cock felt as she moved her tongue across it and pushed it into her mouth. The twenty minute drive to their house on Alabama Avenue was the perfect amount of time for her to get him to close to orgasm. It was exactly what she wanted, him to be so horny that he couldn’t resist her any longer. He pulled into their driveway under the cover of night and she finally stopped sucking, his pants were soaked from her saliva that had dripped from her mouth. Reaching under his seat she found the electronic controls, and used it to move his leather seat all the way back. Using his left hand he found the handle and tilted his seat down low. Smiling and giggling, she pulled the straps down from her shoulders to her stomach exposing her engorged breasts to him. She quickly flipped her black high heel shoes to the floor and climbed on top of him. He was sucking her breast and already had grabbed hold of her ass as she grabbed his cock and slid it into her wet pussy. The car shook violently in the driveway as she bounced up and down onto his balls below. Their lips were touching, licking, sucking, and biting each other, tongues dancing in each others mouths as she pressed her chest into his. She moved her full soft lips to his ear lobe and then down to his neck, all the while her wet pussy was sliding over his warm juicy cock. Up and down, in and out, it slid between her lips. The sensation, the tingling was growing from her lips up her body and she screamed as she cummed all over his lap. She slowed her ride because of the intensity and sensitivity she felt. Grabbing her ass with both hands he used his strength to push her up and down over his soaking wet cock. Each time his cock exited she felt as if she couldn’t take anymore, but then when he pushed his dick back in she screamed with excitement. Violently pulling her up and down, she could feel the cock grow to a swell, and finally felt the cum fire against her. She let it linger inside her, loving the connection it made and leaning to his ear she said “we should go on dates more often”.