I kiss you softly, my tongue slowly searching yours, tasting you, wanting you, needing you. Your hands move around my waist and pull me closer into you, kissing me harder. I inhale your intoxicating scent and feel my desire burn deeper.
It is definitely time to leave.
I pull away and catch a glimpse of people watching us, their eyes lingering on us a moment too long, desperate envy apparent on their faces.
I feel sexy as hell tonight, but when I am with you I feel as though I am on fire. You look me up and down in my short black figure hugging dress that accentuates my slim, but curvy figure. I admire you in your shirt, tight enough to reveal your fit athletic build underneath and that tie that I want to yank on and rip off so badly.
I lead you slowly back towards my room, resisting reaching out to kiss you again for fear of losing control and wanting to take you then and there. As we arrive at my room I go to unlock the door, but you take me by surprise and kiss the back of my neck. Touch on this spot drives me into a frenzy and I instantly gasp out loud, fumbling with my key card and dropping it to the floor. I slam my hands onto the door to steady myself, as you continue to kiss and lick me slowly in that spot, realising how much I am turned on by this.
I feel your hardness throbbing against me as you press your body next to mine. I push back in response, grinding slowly. You whisper in my ear, “Oh you like that do you baby? You want me to kiss you there some more?” I manage to nod my head through quick raspy breaths and I feel your tongue in that spot again. I feel a rush of wetness between my legs as you prolong this sensation.
I let out a whimper as you unexpectedly push your leg against my right thigh, forcing my knees to buckle slightly and spreading my legs wide open. You swiftly move down my body, your hands brushing against my sides, slowing down as you reach my hips. You gently push my dress up revealing my black lace knickers. I hear you slowly exhale as you move my knickers to the side revealing the source of my lust and desire. I am about to explode when I feel your tongue lightly brush my lips from behind. I push out further wanting to feel more of your hot wet tongue on my body.
Abruptly you pull my dress down, bending down to pick up the key card. I was so lost in the moment I failed to hear the voices of another couple walking towards us. You quickly unlock the door and we fall inside…
Category: eroticliterature
30M and 26F fuck before gym.
There is not secret that my wife an I can never have enough of each other. Last week, my wife and I were heading to the gym, when my wife decided she wanted to get a quick “cardio session” in before heading in. The moment we got into the parking lot, my wife’s mouth was on my cock, quickly bringing me to full strength. I had early pulled off her pants to her knees and was fingering, her now soaking wet pussy. We quickly moved things to the backseat. I had stayed outside of the vehicle and laid her down in the back seat. I buried my mouth in between her legs and licked at her beautiful pussy, enjoying her sweet nectar. I had notice other vehicles pulling in, but it didn’t stop us. I quickly pulled her closer to me and buried my cock into her eagerly awaiting slit. With the great head, her amazing tight wet slit and our on lookers, the two of us were coming in ecstasy. After pumping her full of my seed, I pulled-out, we both pulled our bottoms up and went inside.
How I Became a Cuckold Pt 7 – She Tastes His Cock for the First Time
“… I think it’s time we got your wife naked. Don’t you?”
This felt like the point of no return, but, in reality, that point was far behind us. I took a deep breath, looked in her eyes, and said, very carefully to him, “yes, Sir.”
“Ok. Here’s what we are going to do now. You start. Kiss her. Make out with her. Then I will kiss her. Then you do something else on your side. Maybe kiss her neck? Kiss her ears? Then I will do the same on my side. We will keep doing this. Everything you do first, I will do next. Then I’ll take over. You’ll know when… don’t worry. I’ll tell you.”
I was sitting on her left side, and he was on her left. I turned to her and put my hand on the side of her face… and gently turned her head to me. We were both shaking, trembling… and I kissed her. Tentatively, gently at first. She kissed me back. I felt her breath warm on my face, saw her eyes close.
M4F Her Demonic Revenge part 2 (succubus seduction) (mastabatory behavior) (publicly exposed erections)
Danny screamed and fell backwards at the sudden apparition deteriorating into the rosy pink skinned succubus. He was sure he had to be dreaming, there was no way this was real. He only accepted that he was loosing his mind, after all the people at the library didn’t see her…it….this.
“Quit screaming, you’re giving me a headache!” the demon complained. “Why don’t you do something fun and pin me to this wall!” She said disappearing from the chair and reappearing naked and moaning against the wall, seemingly floating. She gyrated her hips and her little snatch even dripped like a faucet as she moaned and groped her own chest. “Take me Danny….right here….TAKE ME NOW!” she screamed. Danny cowered and covered his face. The apparition giggled in the ether around him. He uncovered his face but couldn’t place her anywhere in his home.
“What the fuck is happening to me…” He wined.
“You’re cursed, you lucky bastard.” the voice came at him again, answering him.
“Cursed? But why?! What did I do?” He shouted into the empty room.
“Maybe it’s more of whattya didn’t do.” She answered.
Moving day
-I think is the next left, right? Said Gaby.
-Yes that’s right.
-What? To the right?
-No dad, to the left. Only that I said that Gaby was right by saying it was the next left.
Oh right m, so left. Said Betty’s dad.
The three laughed of the silly dad joke he pulled, just as a father ought to do. As they turned to the left to what it will be their new flat after spending a year of internship in Beijing, they were encountered with heavy breaking and cursing from Betty’s dad.
Look where you are going! You bum! And just as a ridiculous romantic comedy movie there he was, with a completely confused, blank and apologetic stare. Waving his hand in a I accept the wrong doing manner.
Samantha’s Train Ride [M/F] [Rape] [Public] [Creampie]
Hello everyone this is my first time writing something like this, so I hope you like it. Please let me know what you think. Without any further wait here is the story:
Samantha who was known to her coworkers as Sammy, stepped onto the busy train on her way to work. She walked over to the far side of the train and stood with one hand on the railing. Left with some free time she checked herself over to make sure everything was in order. She was prone to double checking things, a habit borne of her career focused mind. She had her purse with everything in place. Her cards, her keys and her phone. She then looked down and pushed out a crease from her teal skirt that went down a little past her knees. She laid a hand on the red fabric of her long sleeve shirt, over her B cup breasts. She let out a breath, content that she had not missed anything in her rush to leave the apartment. She then turned to her phone and sought to make the trip pass quicker with mindless scrolling.
Sensory Deprivation [bondage] [oral sex]
She was younger than me. Not inexperienced but her experiences had just been sex. Nothing sensual. No connection. It seemed like previous partners had used her body for their pleasure only.
“I’m going to look after you,” I promised her. “I want you to just relax. Be selfish for a change. Just enjoy yourself.”
“But”
“No buts. I want it this way,” I interrupted her.
She agreed. We planned a time when we were free, with no chance of interruptions. No distractions. No need to rush.
We talked and laughed and then starting kissing. Soft, sensual, dreamy kisses. But it didn’t take long to get steamy.
“Wait here a second,” l said before heading over to my bag.
“What have you got?”
“You’ll see,” I said, pun intended.
I placed the blind fold mask over her eyes before standing her up.
“Now strip,” I ordered.
She hesitated.
“Trust me,” I whispered in close to her ear, before kissing her neck.
She did as she was told. I stood there watching her slowly remove clothes, admiring her body.
Language
Can’t you see, my body and your fingers, they speak the same language. My skin rises to meet your fingertips and I couldn’t possibly hide how much I need your touch. The tiniest of hairs respond, singing every hymn you conduct. Your fingerprints leave memories of desire and longing until the next time we meet.
C. Stephens
On Retainer[mc][FF]
The mechanical clock on Nell’s desk clicked the seconds away. She glanced up from her papers to its creamy white face. Five minutes till the meeting.
She went through her mental checklist one last time. The potential files she needed were laid out. She’d double-checked her briefcase and purse for any loose items. She’d checked her nails, done at home earlier that morning. Her makeup was perfect. Everything was correct.
Almost.
Her pen teetered between her fingers, tapping lightly on the desk as she stared at her potential client’s file. She had tried to find what information she could on this Alice Parson, but for someone affluent enough to afford Nell’s retaining fees, there was little publicly available about her.
Nell felt the nervousness creep at the edges of her thoughts. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and pushed the thoughts aside. She would persevere. She always did.
She went to the window of her private office and looked out the window. The rain was coming down enough that the mountains cradling the urban enclave of Asheville were a mere blur in the distance. Below, she could see the streetlights illuminating the wet pavement of the city’s business district.
Her lips of lust [MF]
A quickie from [Rocky Shores](https://rockyshores.medium.com/). 100 words of lust.
>I pushed her roughly to her knees and unbuttoned my 501s, letting my hard dick swing inches from her eager lips.
[https://medium.com/2022-story-challenge/her-lips-of-lust-cf17b7e6e4f8](https://medium.com/2022-story-challenge/her-lips-of-lust-cf17b7e6e4f8)