Fireworks at Rick’s Cafe – Short Erotic Story (1)

How curious is life! Everything comes back one way or another. Is it Karma? A lesson? A circle that has not closed? When He gave me the lubricant for my birthday, I remembered an anecdote.

A long time ago I worked as a commercial. It was not my thing, but you had to pay the bills, surely you understand me. The employees threw a Christmas party in the office, the typical: canapés, drinks and an invisible friend. I was touched by a colleague who fell fatally. *Perfect* , *an early Kings gift to me* , I thought.

When he opened the package, he broke into a forced smile.

“In case your lip fails,” I said. They all laughed. “And in case you need to put your ass in again,” I added. No one laughed, though he conceded the blow with some dignity.

“I’m sure it will do me good,” he whispered.

At that moment, I realized that it had happened to me. It sounded very funny in my head, but cruel out loud. The thing about the labia had its point, it was not only the most successful commercial of the company, but also the most flirtatious; but the other was too low a blow. The head of the section had hung all the medals from a millionaire contract that he had managed and had to swallow it folded. Read more »

The sweat is drip off my face and I keep seeing you lick it off your lips. I cam feel like running down my back, but the damn hotel window A/C is stuck on arctic. The air blowing between our legs is a pleasing feeling, so I leave it alone. The chiller skin is exciting. You always turn your face away when you cum, its your tell. It’s just the sign I need to thrust even harder. Thrusting deeper with each moment, the final hip thrust at the end of each pump flicks my head across your cervix in a shooting burst of excitement. You never knew someone could fuck so go, your husband never could. My body lays down firm against your chest as my hands slide around your head. Finger sliding against the nap of your neck, griping your hair firmly between them. You feel me turn your head as I thrust deeper amd faster. Tits bouncing against my face, nipples scraping against my 5 shadow shadow. Your head gets pushed against the bed l, hair gripped tight as I push myself up and yelling, “look at me, tell me you want my cum”. I see you lip snarl in pleasure and as you scream back. ” cum in my fucking pussy, I need your fucking cum in me now!” My eyes get wide as I slow down but somehow go even deeper than before. I hurts to have me so deep inside you. Eyes lock on yours. You feel the release. Throbbing, wet, release. Iick my lips and collapse onto your body. Heart pounding in ecstasy. All you hear is……”thank you”.