collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
Based on a true story
My wife Anna and I have an unusual relationship that’s a little different than most. We are able to communicate with each other at an intimate level and talk about each other’s fantasies. We both have a very high sex drive and talk to each other about what works in the bedroom and what don’t.
A PREVIEW TO THE STORY
https://docs.google.com/document/d/19fq643QgjHdriOAMcoZDOvZdC-zp_oOzQvdCEggjBxA/edit?usp=drivesdk
My wife and I recently had an erotic couples massage. Here’s our story:
We found this place locally on a website. It clearly advertised more than the usual massage, and it seemed to be descriptive and somewhat professional. After some text exchanges, it seemed discreet enough that we were comfortable going forward with it. Besides being worried about being caught, arrested, or something worse, we also had worries about jealousy in seeing someone else touch the other intimately. We have never done anything sexual with other people involved. I was also worried about getting too excited about the whole scenario and finishing way too early.
When we arrived at the location, the two providers, male for my wife and female for me, both greeted us in the entrance. We were both disappointed that the guy was about average height and skinny. My wife prefers tall and muscular. He wasn’t unattractive, just not her type. He was also not very personable at first. The female provider was small but attractive. She broke the ice by hugging us both, and my wife and I felt more relaxed after meeting her.
We were shown to the massage room, which was in an otherwise empty office of some type.
The massage room was spartan and kind of run down. It had the essentials and was clean enough, but it hardly felt like being at a spa.
True Story – I wake up early in the morning just after sunrise. I reach over and feel your warm half naked body next to me. You’re still asleep and I’m barely awake myself. You know how my hormones peak throughout the night when I sleep and how incredible my erection is first thing. I look at you as you sleep and how beautiful you are, but I must wake you my dear because I feel as though I’m about to explode! I spoon with you from behind for a bit and strategically press against your panties with my incredibly hard cock. I purposely make it throb against you, sort of like knocking on the door and asking for permission to enter. Your eyes slowly open and you become aware of the situation at hand. I know you’re not a morning person but you love me and want to satisfy me, and I love you so much for that. You know that I will take care of you later on this evening when your hormones peak, but for now…this is for me. I roll you over with your eyes still closed and slowly pull down your panties. But just as I begin to penetrate you, you say “Hold on just a minute…I’ve got to pee”. Inwardly I say to myself “Oh for crying out loud” but outwardly I say “Okay sweetie, hurry up”. ? You hurry back to the warmth of our bed and climb under the sheets, and without further ado…I climb on you. Both our eyes are closed because we’re still sleepy but something else down there is very much awake! My well lubed cock finds its way to your pretty little sleepy vagina like a laser guided bunker buster missile, then slowly finds it’s way in. You gasp suddenly and the expression on your face changes, and you say “omg….have you grown since last time? I just grin a little with my eyes still closed and say “no baby it’s not me…it’s just that your coochie is so tiny”. I like it slow in the mornings so I press all the way inside of you, all the way to the back, and I pause and hold myself there and savor the moment. I retract slowly until I almost come out but then thrust hard and deep once more, and pause again at the back to slowly feel the warm and tight sensation you give me. You say “easy baby…you’re too big”, and though I’m flattered by what you say, it’s really just you that’s so small…we fit! Little by little I pick up the pace, with my big hands behind your shoulder blades holding you close to me, kissing your pretty face and neck, building and building until I feel like I’m ready. I place my hands under your butt cheeks to hold you firmly as I press deeply into you those last few times. You know I’m at the edge because you can feel me swell thicker right before I ejaculate. You say “Oh yes baby…I can feel it coming…yes”, just before I moan loudly from the pleasure you give me. I hold that position with your butt cheeks in my hands and my cock pressed deeply inside you, until the sensation is bearable again. I slowly continue to make love to you until I’m limp and no longer able to keep it in. We clean ourselves up and go back to bed, your head is on my chest and my hand caresses your hair. We fall asleep and dream of the next encounter.
SHE NEVER UNDERSTOOD HOW THE TONGUE IS THE STRONGEST MUSCLE IN THE BODY, NOT UNTIL NOW.
I came home from work one day and noticed a trail of clothes in the bedroom. I walked into the bathroom just as the shower went off. She opened the curtain and was a little startled when she saw me. She said, “You scared me a little, I didn’t hear you come in”. I was going to say something but I don’t remember what it was. I was overcome by the sight of her beauty and nakedness. We looked into each others eyes as I was handing her the towel and were both at a loss for words. The uncomfortable silence at that moment caused her to blush a little. I had seen her naked many times but it was a little different this time. I could sense she wanted to cover herself up but was she was powerless to do so. It was a sweet erotic blend between embarrassment and the desire to show me her body. I had an overwhelming urge to taste her which was brought on by her natural scent, the smell that’s undetectable to women but one that a man knows quite well. She was still standing in the shower and I was on the outside. We wrapped our arms around each other and French kissed as the towel fell to the floor. I picked her up and carried her over to the bed. Her body was half dry and hair was unbrushed. She probably thought I was going to make love to her but I had something else in mind. She probably felt like most women do at that moment; like her hair needed to be brushed, nails painted, legs shaved, and pubic area trimmed, but real men don’t care about all those things. I wanted her just as she was, sexy and beautiful.
About a decade ago in my early twenties I used to work for a Fire Department. While I was working there one of my buddies would bring his wife around a lot to eat dinner with our shift. I never thought anything of it, or much of her. She was cute, 5’2, blonde hair, blue eyes, B cup tits but a spectacular ass.
One of the things I had to do was become EMT certified and was sort of inconvenienced when my buddy told me that his wife would also be in the class I was getting ready to start at the local community college. It was known that they had been going through some stuff and were actually living separated at the time. He asked me to keep an eye on her and I just thought to myself “here we go”. I went to the first days of class I tried to avoid the situation and keep to myself, however she approached me for casual conversation during breaks. It was fun and passed the time so no harm no foul I thought. The second week of class she became very flirty and would make comments how I was much more attentive than he was.
[True story] I’ve never been with a man. Last night I had a dream that I was laying next to a man in his bed. We were naked and I was hard. I was unsure about the situation and I was holding my cock in my hand so that he couldn’t touch it. He was caressing my inner thigh. Shortly, his hand moved up and he started stroking my balls. He placed his thumb and index finger around the base of my shaft and continued stroking my balls. I was still holding the rest of my shaft in my hand so that he couldn’t touch it. He started jerking on the base of my shaft while his fingers slid up and down my balls. I’d never been so horny. I couldn’t take it anymore. I let out a deep breath and released my grip on my shaft. His hand immediately slid the whole way up my shaft as my hand fell away. His hand then slid back down my shaft and it was pure ecstasy! I wanted him to take complete control of me. His hand slid up and down my shaft four more times, with each stroke making me feel more ecstatic than the last. I moaned with each stroke, getting louder each time. I started cumming and it was the best orgasm I’d ever had! Then I woke up. I was breathing heavily. My cock was sticking up out of my panties and I had cum all over the sheets. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt in my dream!
[Part 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/awvuim/a_wife_grants_her_husbands_birthday_wish_part_8/)
English isn’t my first language so I apologize beforehand; also I’m on mobile.
Little description of myself: My name’s Molly (just for the sake of this story), a 18 year old bisexual girl, about 4.90ft., 77lbs., skinny, brunette, pale skin, I have small boobs and a cute ass, I like it even though it’s small.
So, yesterday one of my two best friends (we’ll call her Jane and the other one, Lucy) told me that her friend (we’ll call her Nicole) was going to throw a party at her house, and she invited us three. Let’s just say I find Nicole really attractive, she’s taller than me and has long, curly purple hair, but I never tried anything with her before.
Once we got to her house she told us her father was there ’cause he couldn’t go anywhere else. That was kind of annoying but whatever, it was okay, we would still be doing our thing.
As the time passes I notice every time Nicole is around me she makes conversation with me, she compliments something about me and whenever I say something mildly funny she laughs a lot, getting closer to me. I was obviously not complaining but I’m very shy and I find it hard to make the first move, so I responded to her hints with soft touches on her waist or arms.
Travelling for work, you never know what kind of internet access you’ll have or if you can trust who’s monitoring it. It pays to have a “wank bank” of porn on a UBS key for those lonely nights when you’re in the hotel room, alone, and you can’t sleep. Me, I’m a little old school: images not video. Amature not professional. Mature not nubile. Tumblr accounts that hoovered up postings couples made, posts of photos taken during semi drunken encounters or fantasy fulfilment escapades always turned me on. The cuckold husband. The hotwife. The old friends who decided life was boring, youth has escaped them and reputation be damned they were going to have fun and show the world what they were capable of. I had my favorite accounts, kept them up to date, knew the ones that were trusted by those who made content and those who craved it. I would scan through them, imagining myself amongst the action. Being the stunt cock in the mix, there for the fun but a side attraction for the main event that was hedonism and infidelity in action.
The sun beats down on you as you rest by the poolside. You are waited on hand and toe by multiple servants. They watch you with bated breath. With a snap of your finger two men with palm leaves begin to fan you. You watch the clouds pass by as the the hours roll by. As time passes you feel boredom take over. With a distinct elegance you stand up and walk to the pool. As a tease you bend over to dip your hand in the pool. You can feel the eyes of your faithful servants studying you. every inch and curve of your body is observed. With a sense of self satisfaction you arch you back to give them a better view.
Quickly you look back at your seevents. They all stand in a single file line, each obviously flustered. Quickly they all try to regain their composure, but you’ve proved to be too much for them. With a mischievous grin you undo the knot holding up your bikini top. As your top hits the ground you beckon the servers to come to you. Without hesitation they make their way to you. Each one moving around your body. You can see in their eyes that they are dying to touch you, yet they hold back out of respect for you. Upon your signal their hands touch your skin. The multitude of hands across your neck, breasts, and waist enchant you. From behind one of the servants play with your breast, and after a slight pinch of your nipple you let out a moan.