Category: eroticstories

I arrived a little early for the interview in order to get a sense of the place. The company I had come to see – ‘Neurosentia’ – was supposedly a startup but had already taken over several of the floors of the tower building connected to the University here. This place was foreign territory for me, I had finished my postgraduate at a different uni altogether but my doctorate was very much in line with the interests of this particular company, the pairing of AI and sex.

Joanna Simmonds met me at the reception and escorted me upstairs to the interview room. CTO and co-founder, she was in her early 40s and looked just as poised and as elegant as in her YouTube videos. This woman was already a huge role model for me, though I knew better than to mention it. I did not want to appear like I was fawning. As I stood in the elevator with her, I took the chance to examine her up close, such a nice cut of clothes. This is how I wanted to be when I reached middle age. Damn, I was fawning. Read more »

Hey! [Who’s on St. Nicholas’s good list](https://soundgasm.net/u/MarsasASMR/Santa-Says-Good-Route)?! That would be you lucky girl. I hope you always remain on the good list like the good girl you are. Or else you’ll have a Feral time! (If you listened to the bad route, you’ll know what I mean)

? Question, how was your Christmas? And I made it just in fucking time! I SAVED CHRISTMAS!

NOOOOOW as promised, I did say I was working on something feisty this week didn’t I?? This is one of many Christmas audios that I cannot edit all in one day. Today is the last F4F audios and tomorrow, well……. You gotta see what’s going on tomorrow. So stay tuned. Also thank you for those who filled out the feedback form. I heard you and here you go, a little of my sweet side. I top you this time, but what about next time? But you may or may not like that LOL

If you like my audios, show me some love in those upvotes will ya? I’ll make it worth your while. ANNNNNNNNNNND LAST THING! I made all these sounds by hand (or mouth) I hope y’all like the new thrusting sounds.. Took me hours to make lol Read more »

Sorry for the mistakes – English is not my first language. I decided to start writing in this thread because I realized that the way I feel about sex is slightly different from how my peers perceive it. It feels like I’m addicted to sex. From this, a feeling of guilt that cannot be shared with anyone. It makes me sad.

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In addition, my experience is not very large, but it is rich in strange cases that you definitely cannot tell anyone. Unless to post it on a site that is unpopular in your country.

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And so, my first (certainly not the last) story.

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The other day I got very drunk with my friends, although I am only * teen * years old. It was very hot and I stripped naked and fell asleep. Through a dream, I feel that someone is stroking my ass and leg. I pretend to be asleep. In a dream, I feel like someone stroking my pussy with something hard. I couldn’t resist it because of the alcohol: everything seemed just a dream. Moreover, because of the sweet feeling, I was already all wet. I try to turn my head and see who it is, but his strong hand pressed my head against the pillow. He said “Don’t move, or I’ll hurt you.” I started to flow even more after these words. Read more »

The cool air of the window being slightly opened brushed against my senses as I laid there heavily asleep. The two glasses of red wine, or was it three, had gently rested my eyes as my head hit the pillow. As is often the case, there was the slight glow of the television as a backdrop against the singularly empty room. I am not sure where you were but imagined you were walking our guests to the door as you stayed up laughing and finishing off what was left of the collection of wine.

I am not sure when the door opened, and you joined me in bed, but I was sufficiently asleep not to be awoken. As is always the case, the dreams I was having at the time were unrecorded, but I was sleeping. My mind began to float back and forth from consciousness, though as I felt something against my back. I thought I had heard your nightstand drawer open, but who knows when you are in this state. Read more »

The sunlight streams through the kitchen window, the front yard and trees slightly visible beyond. You are standing by the counter, one eye on the scenery whilst you skim through your phone after a morning of cleaning and prepping for the day. The kitchen is filled with a scrumptious meal; like perfume through the senses.

*The sight of you brings me pause.*

You’re wearing a sweatshirt with your shoulder exposed and a pair of yoga pants you adore; those, in particular, hugging your body in precisely the right places. As usual, you are bent forward on your delicate tip-toes, your pert backside is thrust out towards me. I don’t think you’ve noticed me. You could be pretending to disregard me, but even in profile, I can see your eyes focused in an expression of concentration.

*God, I want you.*

I come up behind you, wrap my arms around your waist and put my lips to your neck. I’m not sure which is more intoxicating; your smell or the little gasp you make with the motion. I kiss my way higher, lifting your chin with one hand. You close your eyes and reward me with a quiet moan. Read more »