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June 17, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – Absolutely Perfect

I knock on her door. As I look down, I notice the door bell and yet still can’t seem to put two and two together. Before I can redeem myself of common sense the door opens…suddenly I can’t remember my name. Where am I? What am I doing? Am I wearing underwear? No, no…I never wear underwear.

There standing before me was by far the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Somehow I was able to look her body up and down, every inch, without moving my head. She was absolutely gorgeous.

Her smile alone could’ve kept me up for the rest of my life, her soft, thick, pink lips gently pressed together on one side, allowing space just enough to see her perfect white teeth. Her piercing blue eyes left a calm over me, a calmness that allowed me to notice how her beautiful brown hair seemed to gently brush back and forth on her shoulder, as if there was a breeze coming from somewhere in the house. As I looked at the way her body was just one beautiful curve after another some sounds became to come from my mouth,

“Hello.” What the hell was that? Hello? Well, go with it now…

“Hi” she said. Oh, she said hi…that was a beautiful hi.

I had to stop staring at the way the strap on her tight black dress seemed to slide of her shoulder without a single movement of her body, as if the strap wasn’t worthy to grace her soft, tanned skin. What the hell comes after hello?

“I’m really glad you came, I’ll admit I was a little nervous you might not show,” she said.

Ha! Oh, thank god…that was only in my head.

“I’m glad I came too…and don’t worry, I’m a little nervous also.” The remark leads her to smile again, allowing a sweet laugh to leave her mouth.

“Well, come in.”

I walk in following her every step, can’t help but noticing the way her ass moves gently from side to side with her steps. She begins to walk upstairs. I guess hello was enough. As we begin to walk in to her room she tells me that she forgot she needed to run to the store. I’m thinking it’s over.

“Can we go run to the store real quick, it will be just for a second…I’ll make it worth your time.”

We go downstairs and out the front door. I walk in front of her, sadly now I can’t see the great view, and open the door of my car for her to get in.

“Thank you,” she says, as her long, smooth legs turn into the car. I run around the front of the car, quick to get inside.

Before we begin to move I can’t help but see how that strap continues to fall, and as she places it back on her shoulders, she turns to show me again that beautiful smile, and those blue eyes, the right of which is covered by the fall of a few strands of her silky hair.

I begin to drive, following her directions. We begin to chat a bit, discussing the conversations we had over the phone for the past few days.

“Ready?”

I’m confused. “I’m sorry?”

It is then that she begins to reach over to my side, unzipping my pants. She undoes my belt and button, then begins to fumble with my boxers. I lift up to help loosen my pants down. She reaches to grab my now aroused, semi-erect dick. She begins to slowly stroke my cock up and down with her soft hands. She bends down and I feel her soft lips touch the head of my cock. She begins to trace the head with her tongue, then slowly moves her tongue up and down my shaft, every so often returning to trace the head. She looks up at me, those eyes again a pure delight. She continues to stare deeply at me as she takes the head of my cock into her mouth, and begins to slowly move up and down. She now has half of my seven inch cock in her warm mouth. She moves up and down…up and down…stopping only to lick up my hard shaft all around.

She starts to stroke my wet cock, taking my balls in her mouth and tossing them up and down one by one with her tongue. I take my right hand off the wheel, noticing how her dress has hiked up around her curved hips, allowing me to slip my hand around her ass and into her black and pink lace panties.

I begin to caress the soft lips of pussy, gently moving my index and middle finger back and forth until I hear…and feel a soft moan from her mouth. I allow my fingers to slip in between her lips, each finger getting wetter and wetter with every slip. My finger movements begin to match the movement of her mouth up and down my cock.

At this point, I have no idea where I am on the road and begin to turn off into a vacant parking lot. As her moans begin to get louder as my fingers begin to go deeper, I stop the car in a dark corner of the lot. She lifts her head up to glance at where we are, her eyes again meet with mine. I remove my hand from her panties and tell her to move to the back seat. She crawls over the armrest, allowing me to smell the beautiful aroma of her perfume and wet pussy. She lies down across the seat; I crawl over, reaching over to hit a button that will recline the back seats all the way.

“Whoo!” She falls back and begins to laugh softly about her clumsiness; “thanks for the warning.”

The moonlight shines through the windows to reveal again that beautiful smile…I want her more than ever. I push her further down the seats and begin to push her dress up her soft stomach. I slowly kiss down her stomach, letting my fingers linger under her dress and onto her supple breasts. I begin to caress and pinch her firm nipples with my hands as I continue my kisses down to her waist. I remove my left hand and begin to slowly slide her panties down her smooth, long, silky legs. I toss her panties somewhere in the car and begin to immediately draw my attention to her beautiful pussy.

There was just enough light for me to see her absolute beauty. I begin to kiss around her soft lips, allowing the exhales from my nose to tickle her clitoris. I gently let my tongue move around her lips back and forth. Her sweet, wet cunt becomes my only passion. Sliding in and out of her vagina with just the tip of my tongue, I move my hand up to her mouth and let my fingers rest on her bottom lip.

She begins to suck on my fingers and moan as I change between soft kisses and licks on her pussy. I take my free hand and begin to slowly insert my finger into her vagina. With a sigh of pleasure from her, I begin to move my finger in little circles within her vagina, pushing up towards her g-spot, putting more pressure with my licks on her clitoris. I can taste the juices that exude from her…sweetness and the smell of lavender.

I begin to swirl my tongue faster and slower, faster and slower on her clitoris and lips as my finger movements begin to speed up inside of her. Her moaning starts to increase. With each of my changes from fast to slow, her moans begin to get louder and increase in speed. She sucks harder onto my fingers. I can feel the vibrations in her mouth from her moaning. Her tongue slides around my fingers as I continue the slide of my tongue around her, my finger now deep inside of her.

I begin to feel a rush of juices flow onto my lips and into my mouth as her moaning peaks. Her teeth begin to clench onto my fingers in her mouth, as I continue the movements of my mouth on her, slowly making my way up her waist…

My lips are wet from her juices as I slowly and softly kiss up her stomach, blowing softly and ending just underneath each of her beautiful breasts; her hands lift my face so are eyes meet again. She begins to sit up and I began to remove my pants, struggling with my shoes. She sits with her back against the door, knees next to her chest as she teases her finger in her mouth; a quirky, anxious smile on her face. She moves at me quickly, ripping off my shirt; I hear the fabric tear.

Were both hot, as our bodies our dripping with sweat and fluids…our breaths, deep and heavy. She pulls what’s left of her dress above her head. I begin to softly kiss and suck on her neck as she still fumbles with her dress. She grabs my neck and begins to push my head onto her chest. I begin to tickle her velvety skin with my tongue, gently biting her right nipple as she begins to breathe heavier and heavier.

With a quick movement, she swings her left leg over my lap and begins to straddle my chest. She sits up on her knees as I grab her hips and pull her closer to the head of my cock. She puts her hand onto my stomach, letting her pussy lips rub over the head of my cock. I can feel her wet pussy as she slowly lowers herself onto my cock. I feel her lips grabbing onto my cock, the tightness of her pulling the shaft of my cock deep into her body. With a high pitched moan from her, I can feel I’m all the way in and the warmth from her rushes throughout my body.

She looks up as if waiting for word from the heavens as her vagina begins to adapt to the new fullness from my cock. I begin to push into her, letting myself fall ever so slightly, the head of my cock moving through her. She looks back down at me, a soft glaze in her eyes as she returns her hands onto my chest and begins to slowly move up and down on my shaft.

I can feel her tight lips gliding up and down my cock as soft as velvet. Her wetness and my precum mix together creating a lube for the ride, as her movements become quicker. I look down to see my cock sliding in and out of this beautiful woman, her whole body, absolute perfection of art. I sit up more and she throws her arms around my neck. We move into a full long kiss, our tongues meeting together in between her soft lips. I bite on her lower lip as she lifts her ass up and in, allowing the head of my cock to pop between her lips as she lowers herself back down. Our bodies, completely relaxed and full of pleasure rest on top of each other.

I rest my head on her shoulder, her arms to wrapped around my neck tightly as I use my right arm to grasp her waist tight, helping her slide up and down. My left hand rests on her hips as I use my thumb to rub her clit. I bring my hand up, we both have a taste before I bring it back down and begin to push onto her clit. With my right arm I pull her up and away, getting my cock to push up against her g-spot.

I lean back a little, letting the pressure push against her side. She begins to grind harder, letting her hands run through my hair and the hot air from her breath blow against my ear. I feel her vagina begin to pulse and get tighter, the pressure sounds shivers up through my body. Up and down, up and down, I feel her tighten. I feel the release of her as she sinks down deep onto my cock. Her moans give me the signal as I begin to feel my cock pulsate…my cum mixing with hers in a flood that leaves us both swept away. I grab her tight, our wet bodies come together. I meet her in long hard kiss, our eyes meeting together when we open. I let my hand rest on the small of her back as my other rests on her shoulder.

We lay back together, our breaths still long and deep. I hold her tight, brushing those few strands of her hair away from her eyes. She begins to show me that beautiful smile; then I can see her gently biting her bottom lip. I hold her as we meet in a soft kiss…absolutely perfect.

END

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Erotic Hot Stories – A Woman’s Vacation Sex Fantasy

Vacation Sex Is The Best

My life in New York City is stressful, so I was happy when my planned solo vacation to Cancun, Mexico finally arrived. Before I left, I took a moment to look in the mirror. I’m a 32-year-old, single woman who’s never been married and has no kids. I’m a brunette, 5-foot-5, and 105 pounds. I had a boob job a few years ago, and now I have nice C cups with perky nipples, that my friends always compliment me on. Since I love exercising outdoors, I’ve got a nice tan, and I hit the tanning bed, naked of course, to get rid of tan lines.

I must admit it’s been a while since I had sex, so I was getting ready to leave for Mexico, I was feeling very horny. Maybe, I thought, I’d meet a guy in Cancun who would sweep me off my feet and give my pussy the cock it desperately craved.

I decided to do something a little naughty before I left NYC and went to a plush salon and got a Brazilian wax. After it was done, I had a tiny, pencil-sized landing strip leading to my new silky smooth pussy. Why can’t I meet a guy, I thought!!! Wouldn’t he love to plunge his cock into my newly smooth pussy?

I celebrated my new Brazilian that night by laying in my bed, spreading my legs, and playing with my pocket rocket vibrator. It’s by far my favorite sex toy. I moved it over and over my clit with various speeds and pressures, as I pinched my nipples with my other hand. Soon a wave of pleasure swept through my body. I shuddered and moaned as the orgasm tumbled through me. Nice, I thought, but still not the same as a man thrusting his cock into me, then shooting his warm cum into me as both our bodies tightened.

The next day I flew to Cancun. I had a reservation at the Fiesta Americana Grand Coral Beach, which is a super luxurious hotel with a massive pool right on the Caribbean. I checked in, put on a string bikini and a sundress, and headed down to the pool.

The warm sun, tropical breezes and happy atmosphere made me even more horny. Lying in my chaise lounge, little trickles of sweat began to form all over my skin. I could feel my bare pussy under my bikini bottom, and wondered if anyone else around the pool could tell I was smiling because I was so happy about how pretty and perfect it was.

I closed my eyes and dreamed of sex. My nipples stiffened, forming little mountains against the fabric of my triangular bikini top. I didn’t dare touch my pussy in a public place, but I could feel it getting wet.

I wanted a cock so bad. I wanted to seduce a man, move my hands over him, fall to my knees, take his cock in my mouth. I’ve always loved taking control of a man with my mouth. Any man I’ve ever dated has always woken up in the morning with a warm, wet blowjob which always results in his cum ending up in my tummy.

But the reason I love blowjobs so much is that I know how to suck, stroke, lick and tease a man to the point where he wants nothing more than to be inside me. Feeling a cock inside my little pussy and knowing it was my talented mouth that made it so hard makes me cum and cum and cum.

I realized all that was missing from my poolside fun was a cocktail, so I headed to the bar for a margarita. I spotted a guy by himself chatting with the bartender, but thought, “No way could I meet a guy on my first day of vacation.”

But sure enough, we started chatting. He was just my type, brown hair, nice body, funny. He was also in Cancun on his own, and he asked me if I had been in the ocean yet. No, I replied, and we headed down to the beach to swim in the surf.

The afternoon progressed, and my new friend asked if I felt like going inside and taking a break from the sun. Good idea, I said, and we headed into the lobby.

We got another drink and I asked if he would mind if I paid a quick visit to my room to drop some things off. No problem he said, he wanted to do the same. Come up to my room when you’re done, he suggested, it’s got a view of the Carribean.

I dropped off my bag in my room and took the elevator up to his room. It turns out he had scored a suite with floor-to-ceiling windows and lots of other fun perks. We took a little tour and ended up admiring the room’s shower together. It was massive, with multiple shower heads, a little bench, stone walls and a rack of bath products.

“Actually a shower would feel good right now,” I said.

“Let’s take one,” he replied.

One of his hands touched my shoulders, and I almost melted. He gently removed my sundress, leaving me standing in just my bikini.

“I almost hate to take this off you, because you look so good,” he said.

But he slowly, seductively, removed my bikini top, pausing to kiss my neck and shoulders, then circling his tongue around my nipples.

Then he kissed my tummy, and undid the side strings of my bikini bottom. He smiled when he saw my pretty, new Brazilian-waxed pussy. I arched my back, thrust my breasts forward and made a seductive pose, teasing him.

As he admired my sun-kissed body, I made a move for his swimsuit. Pulling it down around his ankles, his cock sprang forth, clearly hard from the little show I put on. I kissed him, put one hand on his back, then with the other hand lightly stroked the head of his cock.

He moved me into the shower. Warm water cascaded all over our bodies. He rubbed soap all over me, and I loved the attention he paid to my titties and pussy. At one point he kissed me, and with his fingers lightly rubbed my clit. I breathed hard and moaned as he alternated between slow and fast. Electric sex feelings began to surge through my body.

I was close to cumming, when he turned off the shower. He put both my hands against the shower wall, spread my legs, then toweled the water off my body.

He led me to the room’s giant bed. We layed there for a few minutes, kissing, playing with each other’s bodies and listening to each other moan when something felt good.

I flipped him onto his back, then licked him from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock. I wiggled my tongue into his cock slit, and listened to him gasp with pleasure. Then I took his whole cock into my mouth, coating it with slippery saliva. Now it was time to grasp him with my hand, to stroke up and down, while my mouth provided more wetness and my tongue toyed with his cockhead.

He quivered with pleasure. His hands grasped the sheets and his legs spread wider apart. Then I gave his balls a nice tongue bath, rolling each one around in my mouth. He was my sex slave, and my blowjob clearly had him under my spell. I could have easily brought him to orgasm, feeling his cock tip swell then shoot a sweet load of cum into my mouth, but no, I had something else on my mind.

I brought my body up to his cock, and lowered my wet pussy onto him. I arched my back and began riding him slowly. His eyes opened and began wandering over my body. Soon his hands were playing with my nipples.

My eyes closed, as I delighted in the feeling of his hard cock gliding in and out of me, rubbing against my clit deliciously. I reached back, stroked his balls and gave him a sweet smile. This made him even harder. I know all the tricks.

I rode him even harder. Something was happening to my body. It was like my pussy and my nipples were on fire. Then an orgasm began to start at the very back of my pussy. I rode a little harder and rubbed my clit against his cock. Suddenly I began to cum like crazy, moaning and bucking atop him.

I slowed down for a few minutes, but my new guy wanted more and he flipped me over. My pussy still felt wonderful. He played with my nipples, earlobes, belly button and pussy for a few minutes, then spread my legs.

His full cock was suddenly inside me, and he was pumping, and wiggling and moaning, his head buried in a pillow. I clenched my pussy muscles, then unclenched them, toying with him. I arched my back, raised my arms above my head and whispered, “Fuck me,”…trying to drive him insane with pleasure.

It worked. His cock got even harder. He was brushing against my clit again, and I couldn’t believe it when a second orgasm ripped through me. That never happens.

Something was happening to him as well. I could feel his cock head growing as it thrust into me. Then he started shaking.

I bit his ear lobe and whispered seductively, “Give me your cum.”

That did it. He roared with pleasure and I felt jets of hot cum start to paint the inside of my pussy. I clenched my pussy muscles, trying to drain his cock of his cum. His arms gripped me tightly as his cock pulsed. And soon he was still.

I rolled him over, then took his cock into my mouth, sucking it softly like it was a pacifier.

The last thing he said to me, before we both fell asleep, was, “You’re a goddess.”

I would say I definitely found what I wanted on vacation.

END

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June 3, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – A Perfect Date

I hope there are more nights like this one, but a perfect date is a creature of luck, circumstance, mood, and moment — not planning. The twists and turns of our night were like an alignment of the planets: spectacular when it happens, but don’t count on it every time. I am sure that my lover and I will have many more wonderful dates, but this night will always be special. Very, very special.

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I’d been sitting in the lounge for about 20 minutes and had already polished off my first cocktail. The bar at Seattle’s W Hotel was a great place for people watching, but I was waiting for something more special than eye candy. It was my lover’s idea to kick me out of the room upstairs while she prepped for our first dinner date and I obliged, though I would have loved to have watched her dress. I ordered a second drink and glanced around at the groups and couples huddled in conversation.

There’s something about the W that just exudes sex. The lighting, the mood, the people. It’s all about fucking and making no apologies for it. I sat facing the lobby at the far end of the lounge, giving me a full view of everyone coming and everyone already here. To my right two delicious young women knocked back their second round and began scanning the length of the neon lit bar. To my left a woman wearing her little black dress inched closer to her boyfriend on the oversized couch as his hand began to run up her leg. Ahead of me a man standing at the bar moved from rubbing his lady’s back to slipping his hand a few inches lower and enjoying the softness of her ass through her long slit evening dress. There was a healthy tension in the air, but then she arrived, and the temperature was immediately hotter.

She walked with that amazing confidence. A perfect balance of seduction and class, of arrogance and humility. Her legs moved through the folds of the silky black dress revealing every curve of her thigh. Her arms swayed a little but her shoulders barely moved. Her breasts perfected her already flawless figure, too small to distract, but too large and youthful to be ignored. Her head was tilted slightly and she looked down as much as ahead. Her soft red hair fell upon her shoulders and shone brightly in the dancing blue light of the bar.

To put it mildly, she blew the competition away. The heads turned, and as is always the case, the women dissected her with their eyes even more than the men, who were now shifting slightly in their chairs. But her eyes didn’t stray, for as she walked the length of the lounge she looked in only two places: down at her path through the crowded bar and up into my eyes. I couldn’t help thinking it would never get any better than this.

As she neared our table I rose from my chair and held out my hands. She took them in hers and leaned toward me. I hesitated and just looked at her for a moment, unapologetically staring from toe to head, searing the image into my mind of the most desirable woman a man could ever want. She smiled and all I could muster was “you look absolutely beautiful.” Women are the more intuitive of our species. They often know things before they are said. And this night she knew not only what I was feeling — it wasn’t rocket science to read the look in my eyes — but she knew what was happening at the tables around us. People were wondering who she was, who I was, and what I had done to deserve a night like this.

She kissed me so softly it felt like two feathers passing in the wind. But she lingered on that kiss and a message was delivered with no words: tonight is our night and it’s going to be one we will not soon forget. Don’t rush it and your patience will be rewarded.

She sat down beside me and some normalcy began to return to the bar. I ordered a drink for my lover and we settled into the soft chairs. We were sitting so close our legs were pressed together and my arm swung around to touch the perfect soft flesh of her most feminine shoulder. I looked into her eyes as we spoke, and when she leaned forward to take her glass from the table, my gaze drifted downward, settling upon the most perfect breasts conceived by nature. If life came with a remote control, I would be hard pressed to decide whether to hit the pause button or the fast-forward button, to live forever in this moment of bliss, or jump ahead to the unknown pleasures which lay ahead. There was a lot of evening ahead, and my cock was already rock hard.

It had been some time since we had been together and the sexual anticipation was boiling through every moment. My free hand was soon drifting up and down the miniscule layer of black seduction that lay above her silky thigh. As the drinks were finished it was time to begin the second chapter of this fairy tale night. She had picked the restaurant, a five-star gem with amazing food, attentive service, and gorgeous views of the glittering lights of Seattle on this cloudless night. But I knew a taxi cab simply wouldn’t do for an evening like this, and so the stretch limo I had secretly arranged was waiting at the curb as we exited the W.

Her look was predictable. She had long ago given up trying to stop my occasional excesses in the spirit of romance. And deep inside she really loved it. She loved being treated with the respect and admiration she so richly deserved. She smiled with love and appreciation at this unexpected treat. Our driver opened the door and into the limo we slid. After the door closed and we admired the well appointed interior, I asked “how do you like the ride?” She turned to me and said “if you really want to know, it makes me want to fuck you right now!” I smiled blissfully.

We were less than a mile away before our driver heard the electric hum of the privacy shield sliding up over his right shoulder. Once secure, we turned to each other and locked together in a kiss of passion. It was an almost frantic moment of lust and desire. Our tongues not quite long enough, our lips not quite wet enough, our bodies not quite close enough. An explosion of impulses threaded into our very DNA seizing our bodies and making short work of our defenses. Every second pushing us closer to the climax of pleasure that we both knew would have to wait.

I dropped to the floor, kneeling on the plush black carpet and sliding my body between her legs. Her body was shielded by the thin black dress, her heavenly flesh protected and guarded by its stitches. The smooth black leather of the seat seemed to confer a power to her, a status of untouchability. Her red hair illuminated by the last rays of sunshine glinting across the waters of Puget Sound, she was temptation defined.

She looked back at me as the stores and cars and people and scenes of every day life glided past our windows. She probably couldn’t see the driver of the car next to us, stopped at the red light, as my head lowered to kiss the top of her breast. She gave no thought as to who might be watching as an expression of desire seized her lips. She cared not of the world outside the limo, as her eyes began to squint slightly and her teeth bit into her tongue, as my hands began to slide beneath her dress and probe her thighs. My hands found their way around to her incredible ass and pulled her forward on the seat. She leaned back and began taking quick breaths, more visible now as her reclined body thrust her breasts even more prominently to view. I leaned toward her until my hard cock, straining against the fabric of my suit pants, found comfort in the pressure of her pubic bone.

Ever so slowly I raised and lowered my cock against the perfect form of her feminine shape. My chest rubbing across her breasts as my cock teased her clit with each pass. Applying slightly more pressure I was rewarded her gasps of “yes” and her soft guttural moans with ever more contact. Our kisses were long and deep, our bodies both despising and ignoring the layers of clothing between us. And when at last her body shuddered, and the passion of her sex escaped her lips with a loud moan, I retreated and subsided.

As a kid I remember traveling almost five hours to view my first major league baseball game only to see the whole game rained out. I learned that true disappointment can be devastating. Such was the feeling enveloping my cock, as the limo banked smoothly into the long circular drive of the restaurant. The fulfillment of my pleasure would have to wait. But time was on my side and in love like life, what comes around goes around.

The Canlis restaurant is a Seattle tradition. Mixed in amongst the blue haired wealthy seniors are young professionals and wine connoisseurs picking from over 15,000 bottles. The mood is elegant and expensive, the food delicious, and the service unimpeachable. After a short wait in the piano bar, we were seated at a table with a couch on one side and a chair on the other. The flicker of candle light across the white table cloths completed the romantic view. The neighboring tables shared the couch and I caught the guys on either side enjoying a full view of my beautiful dates sliding her body around the table. “Enjoy the view boys,” I smiled to myself. If only they knew what they were missing.

Dinner was an exercise in patience and self control. All through the meal she looked at me and she often smiled the cutest most adorable smile a man could ever see. We talked so easily about careers, politics, life, love, and sex. And frequently when the subject of sex came up we held hands while driving ourselves crazy talking about fantasies, feelings, favorite experiences, and desires. The cocktails and wine were definitely taking their toll. There were moments where I sensed an awkward silence at the neighboring tables and I couldn’t help wondering if our conversation was being eavesdropped. If it was, I can only imagine how horny our neighbors must now be feeling. At one point I went to bathroom and returned to find my lover smirking as she quickly recounted how the handsome young waiter had flirted with her during my absence. I laughed to myself and marveled and how great this night was going.

When the check arrived I tipped well and called our driver on my cell. The limo was waiting as we stepped, well, staggered from the restaurant. I explained to our driver that it was unlikely I would remember to tip him when we got back to the hotel so I wanted to take care of it now. He appreciated my thoughtfulness as I handed him a hundred dollar bill and told him to take us “on the scenic tour.” He smiled and said he knew just what I wanted.

Once inside the limo, the privacy shield in place, our passion was again unleashed. But it was more powerful and more energetic than I ever thought possible. Hands were roaming and squeezing and probing and stroking. Kisses were rougher and driven by inner passions unrestrained by logic or rules. I paused only long enough to remove my coat and loosen my tie. But while I glanced over and caught a wickedly sexy look coming from my lover. She smiled as her hands moved quickly under her dress and peeled down a sexy black thong, soaked with her juices. She handed it to me and said “want to hold that for me?” with a cute wink. I let the aroma of her juices fill me with its intoxicating effect, then stuffed the thong into my jacket pocket and returned to our passionate affection.

Under the folds of her sexy dress lay her bare ass and pussy, waiting for the satisfaction of my hard cock conquering her with long, filling strokes of pleasure. As we continued to kiss, my hands found her hard nipples and pinched them lightly through her dress. She began to squirm with anticipation. My hand moved so slowly up her inner thigh. I have always loved the soft, sexy feeling of her inner thigh. My lips longed to be there in place of my hand. When at last my hand reached the top of the journey, she quivered at the first soft touch of my finger to her clit. I moved my finger lower, over the opening to her pussy and with the lightest strokes I could manage, began shifting the lips left and right, parting the petals of her flower, moving slowly deeper into her heaven.

Her lips parted easily in the wetness and warmth of her arousal. But I was surprised when at the last parting, leaving no flesh between my finger and her pussy, there was gush of juices onto my hand. I quickly spread this wonderful potion up the length of her lips and swirled it around her hard, straight clit. I gathered as much of it as I could and brought my finger to up to our kiss. Inserting my fingers into our kiss so we could both lick and suck and taste her sexy wetness, the passion of our moment was reaching a point of uncontrollability.

My hand returned to the paradise between her legs and I chose to torture her clit with soft circles of wet touches. Her hips gyrated as she pressed her ass into the leather seat trying to reach her clit upward, striving for the satisfying pressure of my finger’s hard touch. Finally I relented and began slow hard strokes the full length of her pussy, from the curl of red hair above her clit, flicking across the surface of her swollen button, down the wet parted lips, slightly in and up nearing dangerously close to her G spot, and down again to the soft flesh below her opening. Repeating this journey over and over, up and down, touching every millimeter of sensitive flesh. Her kissing was frantic, as though she could force her orgasm if she only kissed me hard enough. Her hand was desperately stroking my cock through my pants and the wetness of my precum was finding its way to through my suit. When at last she was near orgasm, I focused only on her clit moving in steady, strong circles with a constant flick of her clit on each upward pass. The end came quickly as she suddenly stopped breathing, froze as if electricity had suddenly replaced the blood in her veins, and then erupted in moans of pulsing pleasure.

I thought about pressing on, seeing if I could take things up another notch. But I became aware of the limo stopping, the engine being turned off, and the driver’s door opening. I quickly straightened myself as my lover pulled her now wet dress down past her naked pussy. My door opened and the driver announced that there was “a special view” that I might appreciate. We stumbled out of the car to find ourselves at a park high above the city, with the famous space needle backed by a million city lights all twinkling before us. It was breathtaking. We stood alone for a few minutes against the railing at the edge of the park. My arms wrapped around my lover who stood with her back to me, my hard cock felt strongly on her ass, as we took in the view and I hugged her and kissed that little spot behind her ear. It didn’t take long for our desire of scenery of a different sort to assert itself. We headed back to the limo and I politely asked our driver to drive us around nonstop for thirty minutes and then drop of us back at the W.

The long black limo pulled quickly away from the curb and we returned to our pleasure with full knowledge that nothing could disturb us now. My lover had a playful look in her eye and at the risk of subjecting my cock to prolonged torture, I decided to play the game too to see what would happen. I turned on the stereo to give us some background music. All of the interior mood lights were off, but no light was needed as the city’s glow filtered through smoked windows. Without warning, I slid off the seat and made my way to a seat at the far end of the limo. My back to the driver’s compartment, I sat down and faced my lover. The passing street lights danced across her silky body. The crystal glasses stacked atop of the mobile bar sparkled to my left. I didn’t know why I had moved here, but whatever subconscious agenda I had was soon fulfilled and surpassed.

As the seats vibrated with dull rumble of tires over the roadway, my lover stared into my eyes and the smile slowly faded from her face. She took on a new look. A hungry and seductive look. A cruder man would say she missed my body and was giving me the “fuck me” expression. But there was something deeper here. A need to please me and to seduce me to a new level of anticipation. A need to show me what I wanted and make me beg to have it. Without warning she straightened her body toward mine and her hands began to touch her body. She made slow circles around her nipples with her finger tips, lightly pinching at them and rubbing her unbelievably perky breasts. Her ass again slid forward on the seat and one hand began to drift down her tiny waist toward her pussy. This was not a mere show, this was the real thing. She wanted to please herself, but she wanted to please herself for me.

After a few moments, she looked straight into me eyes while she slowly and seductively slid her dress all the way up to her hips, revealing her gorgeous pussy to me in all its splendor. The wetness was visible in the glint of those passing streetlights. She brought her feet together and lifted them to one side up on the black leather seat while she rested on the center armrest. At this angle, it was as if she were a cat, lounging on the couch — only here the real pussy was framed by the whiteness of her amazing legs. If I had that remote control of life, I would definitely now be pressing the Pause button. My desire to whip out my aching cock and plunge it into this mysterious woman of unknown temptations was almost unlimited.

She continued to fondle herself, touching her clit and nipples, licking her lips, and almost always looking straight into my eyes. As guys go, I’ve got the whole self control thing down pat. But even I, Mr. Self Control, was about to go totally crazy on this woman. When she came, and her body sighed with the feeling of self-inflicted orgasm, she caught the change in my expression. As my hands had begun to unzip my pants, she let out a warning: “not yet.” There was only one thing that enabled me to heed that warning, and that was the knowledge that whenever I complied with her, my loyalty was repaid tenfold. But I had to do something. Sitting idly by just ten feet away from this icon of sexual perfection was just not in my basic genetic programming.

I slid down from the seat, crawled across the limo toward her, and kissed her again with passion and longing. Pretending I had some measure of control in this process I whispered a warning of my own as I nibbled on her ear lobe. “Don’t close your eyes,” I told her confidently, “and don’t stop looking out the window. I need you to be a passenger in a car. Make eye contact when you can. Look out at the world and pretend I’m not here.” She agreed without much conviction and I slid my body to the floor again.

Invisible to the increasing traffic as we headed back toward downtown, my head moved between her legs. She parted them as easily as I touched them. And while one hand wandered over her breasts, flicking across her now rock hard nipples, the other rubbed the soft flesh of her inner thigh as I kissed my way from her knee northward. The scent of her juices was overpowering and intoxicating. My tongue wanted to just plunge into her opening and savor each drop. Her pussy came toward me almost as fast as I moved toward it. I started by ignoring her pussy and just licking up and down to the sides where that soft flesh connects her pussy to her leg. My tongue flicked hard across the muscle just beneath her flesh. I nibbled and sucked on that muscle as if it were her clit itself, and her moans and twitching revealed both pleasure and frustration. As I moved from side to side I allowed my tongue to ever so lightly swipe the top of her clit, the result of which was like a shock to her system, which was already overloaded with sensitivity.

I glanced up to see if there was any hope that she was making eye contact with the outside world, but my hopes were dashed. Her eyes were closed and her head lay back across the back of the seat. Any passerby could only assume she was asleep, our more likely, having her clit explored by a probing, hungry tongue. When my tongue turned directly upon her pussy, the results were immediate. Her first orgasm came after just a few circles and tongue flicks. As my tongue made long strokes up and down her pussy, my free hand, moved slowly toward her opening, my palm face up and a finger extended.

My tongue gave way to my whole mouth. I sucked her entire pussy into my mouth with every ounce of energy I had. Her hair and lips and juices and clit filled my mouth as I sucked hard upon her. Without losing the effect, I thrust my tongue through her tightened pussy lips, subjecting her clit to a mixture of suction and pressure unlike anything she’d ever felt. As she neared her climax I allowed my finger to join the fun, with just the slightest contact with the top of her opening, just millimeters from where I knew her G-spot was hiding. The wave of orgasm swept through her once more, but this time I would not back down. I escalated her pleasure rather than letting the wave subside. I released her pussy but began to suck her clit in and out of my mouth, allowing it to scrape lightly against my teeth, which were opened just enough to allow its passage. Simultaneously, my finger finally pressed inward a full inch, then curved up and against her G-spot, which responded instantly to my touch. Though she had not yet completed the first orgasm, a second wave more powerful than the first shattered her senses and her legs locked straight as if every muscle of her body was seized by the pulsing pleasure exploding from her clit. As it did so, I pumped my finger in and out against her G-spot and sucked faster and harder on her throbbing clit. Her pleasure was nearly total. Only the inner emptiness remained.

For better or worse, I realized the limo was now downtown again and just blocks from the W. I returned to the seat and kissed my lover again. Her tongue tasted the abundance of her juices which still flavored my mouth. I straightened my tie and donned my jacket as she sat up straight and did the best she could to move her dress into the right places. My lover’s wickedly seductive smile lit up her face as she told me of her plan to “tip” the driver in her own way. I slid out the door and turned around just in time to see her naked leg stretched widely out of the limo, forcing her dress upward, and offering a view of paradise to the poor guy holding her hand. I can only imagine how much of the evening’s festivities were heard or seen by him somehow, but I have confidence he didn’t mind.

As we staggered through the front door, I realized the effect of the drinks had barely begun to subside. I planned a major assault on the feminine flesh clinging to my body as soon as we entered the elevator, but alas, we were not alone. When finally we entered our room, I knew my time had finally come. I walked confidently to the far end of the room and took off my jacket, shoes and socks. My lover began walking toward me, but then made a sudden move into the bathroom. I was disappointed, but understanding. Well, little did I know that her move had nothing to do with biology, for just seconds later the door reopened.

Walking toward me at this point was not the sculptured, classy, powerful figure of sexuality clad in the killer black dress I had seen in the lounge. Now my eyes were feasting upon my angel of pleasure, shorter without her shoes, clad only in the sexiest little thing Victoria’s Secret offers. It was light green, which contrasted so well with her red hair. The bottom was just a few strings, and the top was made of lace so thin you had to really try not to see right through it. Her white skin glowed in the moonlight that filed our room. Her walk was not the erect, confident stride that began our evening, but a predatory, hungry sort of walk. Glimpses of nipples, of small curls of red pubic hair, of soft flesh, of her delicious smile, and of that look in her eyes made me feel like the luckiest guy on Earth. Her figure was so perfect, her breasts so perky, her face so beautiful. When at last she reached me, she reached up and began to undo my tie. “Your turn” she announced, and I need no persuasion.

I stood in place as she removed my tie and shirt, smothering my chest with kisses while her hands caressed my ass and cock. Sinfully she looked into my eyes as she undid my belt, pulling it from my waist in one smooth stroke. She quickly unbuttoned my pants and then, with a look that said “can you handle it?” dropped to her knees. She removed what was left of my pants and underwear and my cock stroked the side of her soft cheek as I stepped out of the fallen clothing. She nuzzled my cock for a few moments, and then began sucking on my balls one at a time. She brought out her tongue and ran one long smooth wet stroke up the full length of my aching shaft.

I looked down at the scene, not quite believing what was happening. This woman, so sexual and so beautiful, was now taking the full length of my cock deep into her throat, grabbing my ass and pulling me in and out of her waiting mouth, the small red lips sucking and pleasuring every inch. Looking down I could see my hands unconsciously stroking her red hair. I could see her lips gliding powerfully on and off my cock. I could see her breasts, barely contained in the green lace, the nipples hard and anxious, pressing against my legs with each thrust. I could see her arms reaching around my body and feel the nails biting into my ass as she held me. When my lover knew that my eruption was eminent, she withdrew and smiled.

She stood up again and kissed me long and hard. She looked sympathetically into my eyes and asked “how do you want it?” Throwing any last vestige of courtesy aside I said, “kneel down on the bed.” She turned around and walked quickly to the bed and I followed behind, my hard cock leading me like a guided missile headed straight toward its target. She kneeled on the bed with her ass toward me, and I had yet another moment where I had to pause and just be amazed at my good fortune. There’s something about a woman who has finally and completely surrendered to your manhood. An asteroid could come crashing into the city and it wouldn’t have distracted her from her one goal in life at the moment: to feel my cock fucking her as hard and fast as I possibly could. Nothing I would do would be wrong, as long as it involved fucking my lover. There was no pretense, no inhibition, no rules.

I stood behind her, her toes curled over the edge of the bed. Standing behind her my feet still on the floor, I reached up and removed the small thong that shielded her from my attack. Then I stepped up between her legs and kissed her ass. It was so smooth and beautiful. I reached around and felt her hanging breasts, they were tight and firm. And then I moved my cock up to her waiting pussy. The head slid in so fast and easy, but was hard to withdraw. Her muscles were in control, able to let me in with ease, but pulling hard on my attempt to withdraw. I could see that this was going to be physical. I released the nipples I had been pinching as I leaned over her body and placed a hand on each hip. Well, I actually clamped a hand onto each hip. Her waist is so tiny I could wrap my fingers around the whole thing if I wanted. But now I wanted bones. I grabbed them and with one hard thrust, one act of vengeance for all the night’s tortures, I thrust my cock fully into the depths of her pussy as she moaned with delight.

I froze for a moment, savoring the muscles clamping on to my cock from all sides. “Do you want me to fuck you?” I said as my cock lay buried deep within her. “Yes” she whimpered, squirming her hips in a vain attempt to create friction or movement. My hands gripped her hips tight against me, her ass flattened against my body, my cock still buried to her depths. “Say it: say fuck me” I asked again. “Yes, fuck me!” she said again with pleading. And so it began. Without warning I began to almost violently pull her pussy on and off my cock. Slamming into her, using my arm strength to pull her tiny body forward and backward. Her ass made an audible slap sound against my hips with each thrust, as her breasts bounced below her. This was raw sex, well, this wasn’t even sex, this was not a moment of love or compassion or tenderness or affection. This was fucking. Hard, fast penetration. After a while I returned to reaching around to pinch her nipples between my knuckles while my hands grabbed her breasts. But my elbows were against her hip bones and my hands were grabbing her breasts tightly as I literally fucked her for my pleasure.

More orgasms swept over her, but eventually I turned her over and removed the last scrap of clothing still protecting her youthful flesh. She lay on her back watching me with a look of part bliss, part exhaustion. Kneeling between her legs, I bent over and kissed her while my cock found her pussy again. I lowered my mouth and sucked on her breasts and nipples while I began to fuck her clit with an up and down motion, my cock flat against the opening to her pussy. After a while, her desire for inner fulfillment again guided her actions. When my cock was down low, she quickly rotated her hips and hooked my cock so that instead of reaching high and scraping along her clit, it got caught by her move and plunged once again into her soaking wet pussy. We fucked for another while, with her nipples getting a lot of sucking from my mouth, and when again I approached my climax I withdrew.

There was no way one could know how many orgasms my lover had experienced on this night. But I knew I was still due my first and I wanted it my way. I told her to turn over on her stomach and the sight was one of the sexiest things I can ever imagine. Her naked back stretching from the soft shoulders adorned only with wisps of red hair to the thin waist, followed by the most amazing ass and those gorgeous legs. I parted her legs and she willingly complied. I kneeled between them and lay over her, kissing her cheek where the side of her head was turned on the pillow. My cock found its target, the warm crease of her ass. I pushed my cock forward and back a few times, almost asking my cock if this is where it wanted to end the wait. The answer was a screaming yes shouted through every vein of my body. I knelt behind her again and covering my cock with saliva, I pushed my cock into her ass cheeks, my hands squeezing the sides tightly together against either side of my cock.

She has a sensitive ass and the feeling of my cock gliding through her cheeks has always been a pleasure for both of us. She moaned appreciating the sensation of her soft ass caressing and loving my hard, desperate cock. My pace quickened and my cock grew even harder against her. The softness was interrupted only by the hard rub of her tail bone midway through each stroke. In no time I could feel the tingling, bulb of pressure sliding slowly upward through my inner channel. I squeezed her ass against me as hard as I could and then froze as my hot cum shot suddenly up her back covering her with my cum. I moaned and nearly collapsed with the relief and pleasure. All night I had waited for this moment, and I can honestly say it was better than I could have ever imagined. My orgasm lasted for a very long time, and after shocks rippled through me long after I had fallen to the bed beside my lover.

We cleaned up and lay under the blankets — tired, naked bodies intertwined and content. We drifted off to sleep with the warmth of our bodies and the warmth of our spirits.

END

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March 27, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – Lesbian Turns Into Threesome

My name is Shazia, and I’m nineteen years old. I’m writing this on my girlfriend’s computer, with her help. I’m five foot four inches tall, and I have a nice, but slim, 34C-24-34 figure, what a lot of guys call sexxxy! I am very proud of my sexy legs, and love to show them off. I have long dark brown hair that reaches my waist, and black eyes.

Anyway, I was at my friend’s house in the afternoon, and we were talking about our boyfriends and such. Sheetal is a gorgeous girl , and we both keep or hair about the same length. She has startling black eyes, and a nice shape. Sheetal measures 35D-22-35, and she has very dark and large nipples. Sheetal loves to show her body and she is a real flirt!

Her mom and father ware in office so we both seen a porno movie one that my boyfriend rented, and it had two girls going at each other hot and heavy. “You know the scene in that blue film with the two girls?” Sheetal said after waching movie. “I got really hot watching that and I’ve wondered about kissing a girl ever since.”I couldn’t believe it! I told her that I too got a bit aroused, and we just looked at each other. “Wanna try it?” I asked her.

“What?” She said, and she looked shocked.

“Kissing each other.” I said.Sheetal looked relieved and then said yes. We sat there for along moment or three, then nervously leaned into each other. I was surprised at how soft her lips were, and how warm she seemed. I closed my eyes as our lips met and we kissed for few seconds. “Soft.” Sheetal said. “Sweet and soft.” I could see that she was blushing. Hmmm. Yeah, and warm too.” I said. I was really getting hot, and I could feel my pussy getting wet. I just figured that this was a little “naughty” and let it go.

“Let’s try again.” Sheetal said. “Do you mind?” In reply, I leaned forward and we kissed again. My heart raced and pounded in my chest. Our lips met, and I suddenly felt Sheetal’s lips part. For no reason my tongue slipped out and stroked her lips, and then I felt hers meet my tongue.I was breathing heavily, Just like Sheetal, and my pussy was soaking my panties. We brushed each other’s tongues, and then I let her enter my mouth, like a guy would. I felt my nipples harden, and instinctively I reached my arms around her neck. Sheetal moaned and we fell onto our sides on the bed, kissing each other with hot passion. Sheetal’s hands slid up my waist and I was so hot all I wanted her to do was pinch my nipples. At last, we broke our kiss, but our faces were still close together. Ohh God!” I breathed softly. “I want you!” I was shocked at my own words as they came out of my mouth by themselves. Sheetal looked at me, and then she kissed me again, this time, rolling me onto my back and laying on me. Both of our tongues chased each other, and we kissed until we started grinding our hips against each other. Sheetal pulled back and whispered to me. “Let me love you, please?”

That’s all I needed to hear. “Oh, yes, please!” I said.

Sheetal and I knew each other from sixth class on, and we were very close friends for years. Now, this felt natural, as we loved each other in almost every other way. Sheetal slid her hands over my breasts and pinched my nipples. “Ohhh, yes, SHEETAL!” I moaned. “Pinch them for me.” Sheetal knew I liked that from conversations long ago. The next thing I knew, she had my blouse open and she was sucking my bare tits, circling the areola with her tongue. I floated lightly on a cloud, enjoying her touch. Sheetal sucked and licked, teasing the underside and licking my neck. Nervously I reached up and pulled her T-shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her full breasts hung down, the large, dark nipples hard and sexy. I pushed Sheetal up and sucked one of her nipples, running my hands all over her lovely tanned body. Her long blonde hair sent electricity through me when it brushed my skin. Both of us were breathing hard, and feeling very sexy. My hands found the edges of her pants and the fasteners. I unzipped her pants and slid my hands down onto her beautiful behind, cupping her cheeks and then squeezing them softly. I still sucked her wonderful nipples too. “Yes. Squeeze my ass. Lift them, alternate each side.” She said breathily.

I did, and I could hear her pussy making wet noises thru the fabric of her pants and underwear! She really was that wet! Her hands found the zipper of my jeans, and she slid them off of me, leaving my panties on. I got her out of her pants too, and she tossed her underwear aside, kneeling nude right next to me. I’d seldom seen her naked, and never from the front. Now the blonde hair on her pussy fascinated me. I reached out and touched it, and Sheetal rocked her pelvis forward, forcing my touch to her mons. It felt soft, and silky, not as coarse as mine. I ran my nails up her belly and then pinched a nipple. Sheetal knelt there, eyes closed,and she moaned softly. She reached for my panties, and I stopped her. Our eyes met, and I know I blushed.

“Do you want to stop?” She asked me. No, I didn’t but that wasn’t the problem. “Promise you won’t laugh or get mad?” I asked her. I was a bit sheepish about showing her. Sheetal promised and I stood up, facing away from her. I took off my pink panties and turned around. Sheetal looked, no, stared, at my pussy, in all it’s shaven glory. Sheetal’s reply “Ohhh, Shazia! It’s beautiful!” Sheetal was beaming at me, and then she leaned forward and pulled me onto the bed. “Let me lick you?” She said. I laid back and let her. Sheetal’s tongue found my bare pussy, and I jumped. Her tongue was hot, and wet, and I knew I was soaked too. She traced a heart on my pussy with her tongue, and then she started kissing the insides of my thighs. Each touch, every kiss made me hotter and wetter. Sheetal took her long blonde hair and flipped it up onto my stomach and pulled it over me. God that felt soooo sexxxy! Especially when it slid between my legs, over my bare pussy! I moaned and arched on the bed. Sheetal flipped her hair away, and then leaned forward, her tongue out. She looked at me and I watched her lean down and felt her tongue touch my now sopping wet pussy. I was so excited, my juice was making my ass wet. She licked and then tasted. Then another lick,and another. Each touch sent waves of electric pleasure through me. I was panting hard, watching her with her eyes closed lick my pussy. Sheetal pushed her tounge into my vagina, and now I wanted her to suck me until I came. I’d never been this excited by any of my boyfriend seating me! She raked her nails down my thighs, and I shivered. Then, magic! Sheetal’s tounge found my clit, and she tounged it lightly, making circles all around it. I don’t remember, but Sheetal said I bucked and thrashed on the bed, moaning and making high pitched noises while I came. What I do remember is sheer orgasms, one after another while she sucked me. I remember pushing my pussy into her face and feeling her wet lips and tounge all over me, and loving each second of it!

Exhausted,I layed there, sweating and panting. Sheetal came up and held me,telling me that I tasted soooo good, and stroking my hair. When I recovered, I wanted, REALLY WANTED to do her too. Sheetal lay back, resting on the pillows, and now I loved her. I sucked her nipples and tounged her breasts all around. I licked between them too, enjoying their soft warmth. I kissed my way down her stomach, kissing her sides and down the outsides of her hips and thighs. Sheetal’s breasts sag just a bit, and they’re really sexy that way, showing how full and lovely they are. I used my long hair on her, the way she did to me. Sheetal sighed and toyed with her nipples while I kissed and licked the insides of her thighs. Sheetal’s pussy gave a wonderful fragrant and sexy aroma, and I plunged right in.

I licked her creamy juices from her entrance up to her clit. I even sucked her labia into my mouth, and their soft-ness and silkiness felt sexy and erotic. I licked the full length of her slit, and then sucked on her clit, circling it with my tounge the way she’d done me. Sheetal arched up and her legs locked around me, and I felt her pussy pulsing against my lips. Her spasms triggered another, albeit small, orgasm in me, and we both rode over our waves of pleasure. I kept sucking, her tasty cream was soo good, so warm and slick that I wanted it all over me. Sheetal came again, and I was struck with an idea. When she recovered, I suggested it. “I want you to rub your pussy all over my nipples.” I told Sheetal.

She sort of smiled and then rolled me over, swinging her legover me. Sheetal lowered her still soaked pussy onto my right nipple, and pulled her pussy open. I felt her slick cunt slide over my nipple and I almost came right away! Ohhhh it was so warm and slick! Quickly I pressed up against her pussy, and then we were both rubbing back and forth. I rolled the other way, and shoved my left nipple up against her clit, and Sheetal started to come. She was rubbing her pussy on me and fingering her clit too. My breasts were slick and wet from her pussy and then I lay flat on my back, Sheetal rubbing her slippery juices right on the middle of my chest. It felt so erotic and hot! Sheetal’s chest was flushedand so was mine. I slid down and let her sit on my face and mouth,sucking her delicous cunt. Sheetal came over and over, shuddering and moaning loudly each time. Sheetal rolled off of me and we held each other, kissing tenderly.

A bit later, I was sucking her tits and finger-fucking her hot pussy, and Sheetal was rocking her hips up and down. That’s when we both heard, from the doorway, a very conscious “wow!”.

Start led because we thought we were alone, we turned around to see Sheetal’s older brother, Sandeep, standing at the door, and he had his cock in his hand. And WHAT a cock! Sandeep was twenty fiveand very good looking. We both scream and trying to cover up. Both of us were staring at his massive meaty cock. “Don’t try to cover up girls.” He said. “I’ve been watching for about five minutes and I’ve seen both of you already.”

Sheetal was pissed, and screamed at him for sneaking in, and invading our privacy (we’d left the bedroom door open though). Sandeep lived separate at his own place, but he often came home to visit, and this was one of those times! Sheetal was still mad, and yelling at him.

“What’re you gonna do? Tell mom?” Sandeep said sarcasticly, and I noticed that he was looking Sheetal over lustily. His words hit Sheetal hard, and she shut up, knowing that if she said anything, her mother would hear about our lesbian play. “You girls are reallysomething to watch! I got hard in two seconds!” Sheetal looked down at his cock (so did I). Then I walked over and looked him right in the eyes, and unfastened his pants.

“SHAZIA! What’re you doing?” Sheetal said, shocked. I didn’t say anything, but I took a hold of Sandeep’s pants and pulled them down. Sandeep’s cock was about nine inches long and really thick. Thicker than any cock I’d ever seen. I opened my mouth and sucked. His thick cock forced my mouth open wide, and I looked up his six foot two inch body. Sheetal watched me suck his cock, and I took about half of it into my mouth. I could taste his salty cum, what was leaking out, and it excited me more. I cupped his heavy balls in my hand and used my nails on his ass and balls. Sandeep must’ve been watching for a while, because he moaned and shoot his thick creamy cum in my mouth. I swallowed some, then slid off his cock, smiling. “Mmmmmmm” I moaned. I looked over at Sheetal, and she was sitting on the bed, watching. I went to Sheetal and pushed her down on the bed. Then I kissed her and she was a bit shocked when she felt and tasted her brother’s cum flowing into her mouth. Then she started to lick and I lifted up, letting it dribble onto her tounge and lips. Sandeep watched, stroking himself. As soon as most of his sperm was on Sheetal’s tounge and lips, I kissed her passionately, being sure to lick her lips visibly with my tounge so Sandeep could see. Sheetal went a bit crazy too, licking my face and lips.

“You babes are fucking hot!” Sandeep said. I’d just sucked him off and then I felt his thick cock at my pussy, pushing its way in. I was so wet and slippery, my pussy let him in, even though it stretched me quite a bit. It felt huge going in, and every time he thrust, I thought he just might split me in two.

I was kneeling on the bed, and Sheetal slid up and I started sucking her hot pussy. Sandeep pumped his cock in and out of me, and I started to cum in huge waves of intense orgasm. All I could do was pant, moan or make some sort of noise. Sheetal slid under me in a 69 position and started licking and sucking my clit. Her brother’s cock started to swell inside me and I could feel him gettting ready to shoot. I slammed back into his thick meat, and begged him to fuck my hot cunt…litterally saying “Fuck my hot cunt you son of a bitch!” I was really hot and wild!! Sandeep came again, and it felt like a flood inside me. He rammed deep into me and filled me with his sperm. I came again too, With Sheetal’s help. I was now beginning to float along when Sandeep pulled out and pressed my hips down onto Sheetal’s face. Sheetal sucked and licked the flowing juices from me, and I seemed to rocket in to orbit. I was grinding my cunt against her face an shouting in a loud voice “EAT ME! OHH EAT ME!” Sheetal sucked her brother’s cum from my pussy, and I collapsed on the bed, drifting for a while. I could hear her talking to Sandeep, but my brain was really fried from all of this. I must’ve dozed or fallen asleep, because I woke up to the bed shaking.

Sheetal was on her back, and I could see that Sandeep was pumping her pussy. Sheetal’s legs were flung wide open and Sandeep was sucking her tits hard. I just watched for a bit. Sandeep overlap her and slid his slippery wet cock between her tits. Sheetal pushed her tits together, letting him tit-fuck her. “I’ve fantasized about this for years!” Sandeep said. He started pumping his cock and after a bit, Sheetal’s pussy juice wasn’t enough. I was fingering my own pussy by now, so I started using my wet fingers to rub my cream on his cock and her tits. Sandeep pumped and fucked her tits, and then I started fingering Sheetal’s clit to get her off too. Sandeep shot his thick sperm all over his sister’s face, then rubbed his cock on her tits. Sheetal was licking her lips and I sucked Sandeep’s cock until he got hard again. Now it was my turn again. Sandeep started pumping my pussy, and I sat there feeling like I was floating on his cock. Sheetal’s cunt was easy to get too, and I licked and sucked her juicy pussy. After a few minutes, Sandeep stopped, I guess he was getting tired,and pulled out of me. “I’ve got an idea” He said, and he had us follow him into the living room.

Sandeep had me sit on his cock, while he sat on the sofa, and Sheetal knelt on the floor and licked my clit and his cock while we fucked. His thick cock was so heavenly the way it stretched me open. Sheetal’s tounge had me floating miles high in a lusty haze. Sheetal was lapping my shaved cunt, and Sandeep was using his cock like a pile driver, each thrust filling me. I was facing away from Sandeep, and he was squeezing my tits and shaking them, whichfelt sexy. A few minutes of this and I was cumming like a broken dam, my juice flowing freely down his stiff cock. Sheetal licked and sucked us, and when I looked down she had one of Sandeep’s balls in her mouth, sucking it. Sandeep moaned and I felt him swelling up inside me.

“I’m gonna CUMMMM!” he shouted. I rose up and Sheetal pulled him out of my pussy. His sperm shot against my cunt lips and all over my pussy. Some Even reached my stomach, and all of it felt soooo warm and creamy!

I was just beginning to enjoy the feeling when Sandeep slipped out From under me, leaving Sheetal to tounge me off. Sheetal was lapping His sperm from my clit, making me come again. I was weak and shaky so Sheetal was holding my legs wide apart and high in the air, with my ass almost off the sofa. I started to sit up and saw Sandeep fucking his sister Sheetal from behind. Sheetal was sucking my cunt hard too. Both of us started moaning when Sandeep talking dirty “Suck that beautiful bi-slut’s cunt.” He told Sheetal. “Suck that juicy sperm covered rundy!” Sheetal was incredibly hot with the way she sucked me, and I was getting ready to cum again. “Suck that bi-slut’s cunt juice.” Sandeep told Sheetal again. “Lick that cum off her hot slit. Suck your bi-slut friend while I fuck your asshole bitch!” Sheetal moaned into my cunt, and Sandeep’s words echoed in my ears, taking me the the very edge. He kept it up, and both Sheetal and I came, moaning and being the sluts he said we were.

“Spread her legs and suck her cunt. Lap that cunt juice Sheetal. Lick your girlfriend’s slit. Lick her slit while I fill your butt with hot, thick, Cum!” Both of us were moaning, me from Sheetal’s tounge, and her from her ass fuck. “I’ll fuck her tight ass while she sucks your dripping wet slit.” Sandeep said and then “I’ll cum in her tight ass hole while she’s drinking your slut-juice! I felt totally want on and ready for anything! I was cumming and every word from Sandeep seemed to make me wilder. I could feel how hard he was pounding Sheetal’s ass, each thrust pushed her face against my pussy. Sandeep was thrusting hard and fast, and then he moaned and shoved his thick cock up Sheetal’s butt, shouting ” I’m….CUMMMM MMMmmmmmmminnnng!” Sheetal gasped and she came too, shoving three fingers deep inside my cunt and making me come with her. We were all sitting there, sweating and wet, the only sounds were our heaving breathing, and our hearts pounding. After that Sandeep left for his house.

END

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March 24, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – Learning from a Teacher

Filed under: Erotic Hot Stories — erotichotstories @ 10:08 am
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The dark holds him close, like a lover maybe, he thought with a grin. The dark is his friend, his protection. It is a summer night. There is no moon. The stars twinkle above him as he waits in his hiding place.

His name is Jimmy. He is an eighteen year old senior at Hay Long High. He is hidden, waiting as he has before, waiting for Mrs. Johnson to appear.

Jimmy is an athletic kid. A little over six feet tall with a strong body from playing basketball at school and on any playground where he could find a game. His brown hair is cut close, his brown eyes reflective of intelligence and a sense of humor. Tonight he’s wearing jeans, some old basketball shoes, no socks, and his favorite t-shirt. The t-shirt is black with a great abstract design on the front. J.C.Q., it says, for John Coltrane Quartet, his father told him. His father had picked it up on a trip into the City, a shop in Soho. Jimmy liked the t-shirt but knew little about J.C.Q. He thought they were a band similar to the Dave Matthews Band.

Jimmy is patient while he waits. The binoculars hanging around his neck are ready, willing partners in a special experience.

Mrs. Johnson usually comes down to her family room around 9:00 p.m. She is always alone. He had found her to be a pretty predictable person.

Jimmy knows a lot about Mrs. Johnson. She teaches English at his high school. She is divorced. She lives alone. Her only child, her son, Alex, is away being a freshman at Ohio State. Jimmy and Alex had played varsity basketball together last year. They had been good friends. I suppose we still are, thought Jimmy. Jimmy guessed Mrs. Johnson to be a little less than forty years old. Close, maybe. She has brown hair cut short, and brown eyes much like his own. She works out. Jimmy has watched her working out at the local YMCA. She usually runs on a treadmill for twenty or thirty minutes then goes through the Nautilus machines hard. In fact, it was at the YMCA where Jimmy first started taking an interest in Mrs. Johnson. He had been in and out of the Johnson home for years as he and Alex grew up moving from playground to playground for pick-up basketball games.

Mrs. Johnson had always been nice when she’d seen him but Jimmy really hadn’t taken much notice of her. But in the gym it had been different. Mrs. Johnson worked out hard, pushing herself. Jimmy liked that. Jimmy also liked the look of her frame. Her legs are strong, firm, shaped, her ass tight and just right, a high jumper’s ass, her middle tapered, flat, her shoulders perfect in a strong yet feminine way, her breasts not too large but having a fullness that he could really get into. And her pubic hair is dark brown and untrimmed. Jimmy hadn’t seen her pubic hair at the gym, but he knew about it. He had seen it many times when she came down to the family room alone in her white cloth robe.

Jimmy had come to recognize that Mrs. Johnson plays on the internet.

Most nights after 9:00 p.m. or so she comes downstairs to the family room wearing only her white robe. She sits in front of the computer reading then typing, reading then typing, reading then typing. Sometimes, most times lately, she eventually opens the robe and plays with herself. And Jimmy watches through his father’s expensive binoculars.

But tonight Jimmy hoped things might be a bit different. Tonight it was actually nearly 9:15 when she came down the stairs and into the family room. As always she is wearing the white robe. There are monogrammed initials on the sleeve, maybe from a hotel or something, but Jimmy can’t quite read what they are. She is carrying a mug of something to drink, tea or coffee, perhaps. As she walks by the computer on the desk, she turned it on, continuing to walk past it to the table with the lit lamp.

She dims the light and turns. In her turn, Jimmy catches a glimmer of her leg moving through the front of the robe. Her tanned smooth leg makes him remember her working out. Jimmy has actually stood behind Mrs. Johnson in the gym while she did squats with weights. He watched her ass move back and down, dipping low before powering the bar up. Jimmy watched in the gym and he remembered seeing that same ass here in her family room. That same nice ass, naked, straining, moving seductively while her fingers worked between her legs.

Tonight Mrs. Johnson clicked through various places on her computer. Jimmy could see the screen shift and pause to change. He is thankful for the lamp by the couch. Without it the dim blue light from the computer would only give him shapes and shadows to see. The lamp cast an amber light on Mrs. Johnson where she sat.

Jimmy guessed that she usually ended up in some sort of chat room on the internet. He had seen a few of those but not spent enough time to really discover how to use them. Tonight she seemed to find what she wanted pretty quickly. Maybe it’s just that she got a late start, he thought.

Mrs. Johnson sipped from her mug and appeared to be reading. She sat the mug down and began to type. Jimmy watched her fingers move gracefully over the keyboard. He looked at the shape of her neck rising out of the pillow of the robe’s collar. She wore no earrings, no jewelry that he could see. She must have just taken a bath, he was thinking.

It’s starting, he said to himself. He watched her hand now free of the mug move into the top of the robe. She is caressing her breasts, he could see. Her hand moves back and forth giving each breast equal time, equal arousal, equal touching.

Mrs. Johnson moved away from the computer, surprising Jimmy. This is new. She sits on the couch and reaches for the phone. She dials, waits, and begins to talk. He sees her smiling, appearing to be whispering in spite of no one else being in the house. Then he sees her hand move into the front of the robe at her waist. Her hand moves downward. And then he knows she is touching her pussy. She has to be, he thinks.

Her left leg moves up, her foot to the coffee table, and he can see her hand pressing into her. Her fingers are flat, moving slowly over her clit. Her untrimmed full pubic hair bunches around her fingers.

She is still talking on the phone. Her head is back against the couch, her eyes closed. Jimmy sees her middle finger push inside her to gather moisture before it returns to her clit. Her hand moves up from her pussy and pushes back the robe from her breasts before slowly circling each nipple with her wet finger. Then it’s back to her pussy, rubbing more urgently, faster, harder.

Jimmy’s nerves were challenging him. If you ever, he told himself, if you ever. No one had to tell him, no one had to be there to coach him or push him. He knew.

Jimmy rose from his hiding place and began to walk toward the front door of Mrs. Johnson’s house.

Jimmy finishes knocking a second series of taps and begins to wonder if she will come to the door. His hand rises to knock one last time when a light comes on in the vestibule. Mrs. Johnson, holding her white robe closed at her breast, peeps through the glass window beside the front door.

“Jimmy?” he hears her say.

“Yes, Mrs. Johnson,” he calls back trying to smile.

The dead bolt lock clicks and she pulls the door open with a quizzical look on her face.

“Jimmy,” she says, “What is it?”

“May I come in, Mrs. Johnson?” Jimmy asks

“It’s late, Jimmy,” she answers, “and I just got out of the bath.”

“I won’t take but just a minute,” he smiles.

She steps back offering him passage inside. He steps through the door with a sense of achievement. He smells the faint smell of soap, shampoo, and sex. Or maybe, he thinks to himself, the sex smell is a vanilla candle or something. Jimmy hadn’t smelled the smell of a woman’s sex enough to really recognize it with certainty.

Mrs. Johnson stands with her robe pulled tightly together obviously trying to figure why Jimmy would be on her doorstep at such a late hour.

“I talked with Alex by phone today,” he began. “He sounds like he’s having fun at State. Anyway, he mentioned some music, a few CDs, he’d let me borrow. You mind if I go up to his room and get them, Mrs. Johnson?”

“You came here to get some CDs?” she almost smiles.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he responds with his best bullshit look.

“Okay, come on.” And with that she starts up the stairs, that nice ass working in naked bliss under the well-washed white robe.

Jimmy followed but not too closely. He wanted to be able to see that ass moving.

In the upstairs hall, Mrs. Johnson stops at Alex’s old bedroom door. She steps back wordlessly and watches as Jimmy steps inside. The room was already lit. Alex’s old brass double bed stood between the door and the bookshelves under the window. Guessing, Jimmy moves to the bookshelves and begin to search through the CDs. While he looks he tries to ad lib his next move. Just leave, he wondered? Try to talk with her maybe?

“Jimmy?” Mrs. Johnson says from the doorway.

He turns to see her staring at him.

“Why do you have those binoculars around your neck?” she asks quietly.

“Oh, these,” he smiles. Oh, shit, he thinks. “They’re for, ah, comets, shooting stars. Supposed to be a lot of them tonight.”

“Do you watch them from your knees?” she asks evenly.

“Ma’am?”

“From your knees, Jimmy,” she continues. “The knees of your jeans are muddy. You’ve been kneeling somewhere. The mud is wet so it wasn’t long ago.”

Jimmy looked down at his pants wondering if all mothers went to some secret agent school of interrogation and analysis.

“Jimmy,” Mrs. Johnson says firmly but still quietly. “Have you been looking in my windows at me?”

He doesn’t answer.

“Jimmy?” she presses.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He knew nothing else to say.

Jimmy is frozen kneeling beside the bookcase in Alex’s room. Mrs. Johnson has fixed him with her schoolteacher stare. What seems like an eternity to Jimmy is unfolding. She must be thinking about the police, my parents, the CIA, he tells himself.

“Jimmy,” she began, “I know your reputation around school. Kids say they know nothing about you. Even the girls you date say you don’t really tell them anything. I’ve heard all that.”

He only nods. Privacy is important, he thought.

“So,” she continues, “my hunch is that you’ve told no one about watching me. Have you?”

“No, Ma’am,” he admits.

Mrs. Johnson leans back against the door and sighs.

“Did you like what you saw, Jimmy?” she almost whispers.

Jimmy only nods his head, yes. He is afraid to speak.

“If I were to let you see more, do more, could I count on you to keep it to yourself, not tell anyone?” she asks.

Yes, again he nods.

“I’ll show you, Jimmy,” she whispers, “but you can’t touch unless I ask you to. Understood?”

Again, a nod, yes.

“But I don’t know you well enough to trust you not to touch me,” she says hurriedly, “so one condition.”

His eyebrows ask the question.

“You have to stretch out on the bed,” she says, “and let me tie you down to make sure you won’t touch without permission. Then I’ll show you more, maybe do more, than you could ever have seen through my window. Agreed?”

It was a no brainer thought Jimmy as he moved to lie down on Alex’s brass bed. Mrs. Johnson turned and left the doorway. She was back before he could make sure he wasn’t getting the bedcovers dirty. She had four men’s neckties.

She stands at the foot of the bed, the robe fitting her more loosely now, showing the cleavage he had seen in the gym. She smiles at him. “Ready?” she asks.

“Yes,” is his weak reply.

Mrs. Johnson begins tying his ankles with the men’s neckties, securing each one to the brass footboard. She moves up to lean over him, beginning to secure his wrists the same way. He could smell her well now. The smell of soap and gentle perfume. She finishes and stands surveying him, convincing herself that he is secure.

He looks up trying to anticipate the next move. Would she drop the robe for him? But she walks back out the bedroom door and is gone without a word.

When she comes back, she has a few things with her. He sees a pair of scissors and a Polaroid camera. And he knows that he may have made a error in judgment.

Mrs. Johnson looks down at Jimmy and smiles. “It’s time for some fun, Jimmy,” she almost coos. “And by the way, Alex hasn’t been at school for about a month now. He’s in Europe.”

Mrs. Johnson drops her robe to the floor and picks up the scissors.

Mrs. Johnson stands naked at the end of the bed. She has the scissors in her hand. She begins to wordlessly cut the shoelaces from Jimmy’s shoes. Jimmy looks at her without thought to his situation. Her breasts are nicer than he had thought looking through the window. Her shoulders are indeed strong, her middle slightly wash-boarded with muscle. She is beautiful, he tells himself.

She has the laces out of both his shoes. The shoes are pulled off his sockless feet and thrown toward the wall.

“My name is Judy,” she says. “And I don’t want you to speak. Agreed?”

Jimmy nods, yes.

Judy begins to cut a path up the side of his jeans pant leg. Jimmy can feel the underside working parts of the scissors. Judy works fast but he still feels safe. His jeans are cut off and gone collected in a pile in the floor. She moves up to his t-shirt and begins the same cut-away procedure. He gives no thought to his favorite t-shirt dying this defamed death. He could only watch this beautiful naked woman as she works.

His cock has already risen to the moment when Judy arrives at his briefs. She lays her hand on him testing his hardness before snipping away his underwear with the scissors. Her hand takes his cock testing it again, stroking it slowly before she steps away from the bed and picks up the camera.

She begins snapping away, taking pictures as she walked around the room to get different angles and distances. “These pictures are going in a safety deposit box at the bank,” she says. “If you ever, if you EVER tell anyone anything about tonight, these pictures come out in the open. You had better understand me.” Jimmy nods, yes, with real conviction. She puts the camera down and leaves the room to put the pictures in a safe place.

She comes back quietly. Jimmy’s cock is still standing straight in the air, throbbing, weaving around as if to find a lover or Jimmy’s hand. Judy walks to the side of the bed and slowly begins to crawl up and over Jimmy.

“You are going to please me,” she murmurs, “and you are going to do it well.”

Jimmy watches her pussy, excited to be seeing it so close. Her hips rise above his chest. She rests her weight on one knee and steps across him to plant a foot on the bed. She takes his head in her hand, holding him by his hair, and pushes her pussy hard into his face. Instinctively Jimmy sticks out his tongue and tries to lick but Judy is using him to fuck herself, not relying on him to know how or accomplish anything. She is already very wet. Her wetness passes to Jimmy’s face wetting him. His nose brushes against her clit and makes her jump but she keeps humping him, fucking his face for all she is worth. He has no technical clue but he senses that she is cumming. Her body begins to shiver and tense until finally she grabs his head with both hands pulling him hard against her spasming lips. He pushes his tongue out as far as he can in hopes of pleasing her and catching any of her essence. She slowly pushes his head back to the bed and settles down on him, resting. He can barely breathe but who would complain?

Judy seems to rouse out of a sleep beginning to move. She moves up toward the head of the bed a little higher on his face. He thinks for a moment she is getting off him but then he hears her say, “Lick my asshole now. Do it.” And he does, tasting the wetness from her pussy spread over her puckered ass. He pushes his tongue hard toward her, the tip getting just inside her ring.

Without a word, Judy eases off him. “Good boy,” she whispers.

She turns and straddles his face. He thinks she intends to take his cock in her mouth but he feels nothing happening down there.

“Look at my pussy,” she says to him. “Is this the pussy you’ve been wanting to see? Look at it. She is almost shouting now.

He can feel her hot breath on his cock, his balls, his legs. She isn’t touching him only blowing on him first with heated breath then with cooling air. Her pussy is right in his face just out of reach. Its lips are swollen and thick. Her hair matted with her cum and his spit. Her asshole shining from the same mixture.

Jimmy could feel his cock lurching, jerking. He had no control over it. Judy quickly steps over him taking away her pussy. She gracefully settles between his spread legs looking up to him. She alternates watching his eyes and his jumping untouched cock. With a grin she dips her head low and runs her tongue over his balls. That is all it takes. His cock begins to shoot cum up in an arch across his belly, the first splat landing on his chest, others, many others, following to build dripping puddles on his stomach.

Judy moves up the bed slowly running her fingers through his cum. She holds her fingers to his lips and begins to spread the hot salty liquid over his face and tongue.

“You are a good boy,” she smiles. “But tomorrow is a school day. We both need some sleep. Session over.”

He starts to say something to object but her glare stops him. He can only hope there will be other lessons.

THE END

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March 23, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – Our First Affair

Filed under: Erotic Hot Stories — erotichotstories @ 11:23 am
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After a while, I could feel her begin to use her legs to move me, so I rolled with her motions and backed off my wild humping just a bit. There was not much room on the top of that small bed, so as I began to feel her rolling me, I was afraid we may go into the floor, but she controlled that roll and somehow wound up on top of me right in the middle of the bed. With no cue from me, she immediately righted herself on her feet, squatting so that my cock never left her now soaked pussy. Her tits were gorgeous and her nipples had regained some redness from her full body blood flow. She started moving up and down, taking me into her even deeper now until my balls tapped her asshole.

My cock was rock hard, but for some reason in my pursuit to see another one of her orgasms, I lost the constant urge a man has that he may cum at any minute. I did not mind, as my cock was holding steady under her now barrage of thrusts. I could see her tits bouncing synchronized while I could feel her tight ass hitting on my thighs each time her asshole hit my balls and my cock went as far inside of her as her small frame could handle.

Suddenly, with no warning, another less powerful orgasm shot through her, and she fell to her knees on top of me, tossing her head backwards and letting her arms fall loose with her hair. She never stopped moving on my cock, and as soon as she regained control, she pulled up off me of, her pussy making a noise like someone licking a popsicle as it released my soaked cock. A rush of her nectar flooded out of her down my balls and onto the bed spread. It felt so good as the hot, thick juice flowed down me. Next thing I knew, her wet pussy was over my face and she had my cock in her mouth licking it clean. I did not have to be asked twice, I dove into that pussy dragging my tongue from her swollen clit, up her slit, and right up to the base of her asshole that was staring me in the face. All I could see as I looked around was her beautiful ass, asshole, and pussy, with a slight glimpse of her soft heels in my peripheral vision. I could feel and hear her sucking my cock again like she was starving for it. I still had no urge to cum, which to be honest, was not a bad thing at this point, I did not want this to stop. Once again, she seemed to have a wave of an orgasm flow through her pussy all over my face. It was smaller this time, but it still made her pause for just a second to regain her composure. I had lost count of her orgasms at that point, believing she had just had number four, but not real sure that some were not multiples. I kept licking feverishly, not letting her take a rest to recover, plus this time, she had the ability to pull away from my darting tongue, but she pushed down on me even more.

Eventually, I think both of our necks grew fatigued from bobbing and holding up because I could not reach a pillow to place under my head, and she was working me so hard, there was no way she could continue that much longer. She sat her soaked pussy on my chest and started walking down my belly. I was enjoying this site as her tight ass somehow seemed to be driving her down the length of my long body while her feet dug in like claws into that spread we were on. She slowly pulled her feet directly under her, and lifted herself up, and quickly managed to find my cock with her hand, place it at her pussy, and sink it as far as it would go inside. This was a view I could get used to. Her blonde hair, now muffed, all over her shoulders and back, her feminine shaped ass seeming to engulf my cock as it bounced firmly against my hips, and those gorgeous shoulders, now with bulging yet feminine muscles from all the work we were doing to each other. I just placed my hands on either side of those hips and helped her swallow every inch of cock she could handle with force.

I was enjoying this view of her backside bouncing, and my cock was still rock hard, but for some reason, laying on my back this long had made it lose some feeling. I could still see and feel it well enough to know that she was getting all of the rock hard cock she needed, and she looked like a jockey riding a stallion the way she was working me over. I just had no sensation of an urge to cum.

I knew how to change that. So I placed my hands on the sides of her arms, and slowly slowed her down. She climbed off as if we had been lovers for years rather than the hour or so we had just shared, moving in concert with me to get on all fours and let me get behind her. It was a bit tough for me to raise my big body up from the stiffness that had developed in my legs and neck, but I managed, slowly raising my eyes up to meet one of the most gorgeous views I had ever seen as a man looking on a woman. She was resting on her elbows, her perfectly round ass up in the air, legs tucked femininely underneath her, which caused her well used and lubed pussy to gape open for my view. As I rose upright, I could see that same tossed hair and strong shoulders, but this time, I could see her looking back over her shoulder at me, giving me a look that just screamed “Fuck Me!”

I obliged her. Moving in for the kill, I place my still hard cock at the entrance of her pouty looking pussy. I did not go for a nice, slow entrance. I immediately buried myself inside her, my cock going so deep, I accidentally hit her cervix and jammed inside. She winced a bit and it actually hurt my cock, but I just adjusted my position and started fucking her for all I was worth. Grabbing her hips and observing this beautiful goddess in front of me that was taking all of the force my body could dish out. My legs were beginning to tire from the endless barrage of thrusts, when I happened to look to the left as something caught my eye. It was the mirror on her childhood dresser which had a bird’s eye view of us up on that high bed. It was a gorgeous site. I usually hate to see myself, but with this gorgeous, sexual being in-front me, I just caught myself staring, almost with the idea that I was watching another couple fuck across the room. I released my right hand from her hip and tapped her shoulder to look at what I saw.

I did not even move my gape from the mirror, I just looked down her sexy body to see her face turn and investigate the sight before her. She did not flinch; she only made eye contact with me in the reflection and pushed her body up on her hands to show me her nice tits swaying underneath. Suddenly I was in the fight of my life, bracing for her thrusts rather than providing my own. I finally caught onto the rhythm and we began to harmonize. For the first time, I was fully aware of all of my senses. The sweet aroma of sex was all over the room and tickling our noses like a rose garden in full bloom, I could feel the heat of our bodies engaged in this animal act, I could taste my hard earned sweat mixing with her sweet nectar still fresh on my lips and tongue, I could hear my big balls smacking her clit while my hips banged on her sexy ass making it shake, and I could see all of this, as if from a perch high above in the mirror, stealing glances at our two bodies working together while never really losing eye contact.

The urge I had lost, finally came back to me deep inside my balls. I knew I was close, and I was sure she did too, the way my cock was getting even more swollen inside of her and my balls started to tuck into my body. Once again, all of those late night chats of raw sex and the thought of her husband flooded my brain, overtaking the view I had of us. I had this sexy woman, she was mine, and I had to unload in her to claim my territory for that afternoon. I reached up over her shoulder, releasing one hip to grab her hair to slightly, but firmly, pull her head up. She did not fight. She moaned, and I felt her pussy begin to throb again so characteristically just before each of her previous orgasms. I essentially relaxed my muscles to allow my body to climax. I felt her pussy clamp down on my shaft, and I could not hold back. I exploded in her harder than I had ever cum in my life. Cum was gushing out of me like a geyser. She immediately started moaning as wave after wave of orgasm enveloped her body.

I started to feel my cum back up out of her pussy, and then it gushed out onto my balls and her clit like an eruption. I tried to slow my motions, but she just kept banging, like her body was not her own. It was causing our mixed cum to go all over me, her, and the bed. Finally, after at least three orgasms rolled through her, I placed my weight carefully over her back and laid on her to force her down. My cock was still hard and it popped out of her as we went down releasing what seemed to be gallons of her honey and my seed all over out bodies. I had never felt so satisfied in my life but yet I was so exhausted. We just laid there incapable of moving our spent bodies. My mind was even slowed now like I had been drinking a sweet wine all day. I had been. It was my first experience with a truly hungry lover who needed my attention. It ran through my body like the finest wine a man could ever have, giving me a buzz, which to this day, can still return as these visions flood back to me. I smile and try to conceal my hard-on from whomever I am with or around at that time when those visions flood back to me at unexpected times. We saw each other a few more times, but eventually we knew we were running a risk and needed to back off a bit. The passion never died, and I personally never had any regrets. That was the best summer of my life, and I am sure we would pick right back up, if we were ever so fortunate as to be able to meet again.

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March 22, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – Merry Sexmas 2009

Hi everyone,

Yes this is a form letter. Don’t you hate getting them at Christmas time. yadda yadda. I am fine how are you? Blah blah blah. Well as you all know I am not the usual form letter type of person. lmao. So you are all off the hook. Enclosed is a Christmas story for you. Hope you like it. I loved writing it. Hope this letter is finding you all in good health. Talk to you later. Byeeee for now. Tam

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It was the week before Christmas and I still was not ready. Gifts still to buy. Packing to do as I was going to spend the holidays with my parents.

So i took the plunge and went to the mall. People galor. I hate shopping at this time of year. Drives me nuts! But anyways it had to be done.

As i wandered around searching for the perfect gift, I saw "Santa’s little shop". And children were lined up to visit him.

I couldn’t help but smile as the kids eyes lit as they got to see him and tell him their Christmas wish. I stopped just to watch. Wondering if the little girl wanted a doll or the boy a truck.

Well, had gifts to buy and running out of time so I carried on. As I was walking away, I noticed Santa wink at me. A little odd but OK. I smiled back and started looking for that perfect gift once again.

Time passed and I was soon done. I walked to the doors with my bags, but one fell. As I was reaching down, I noticed a hand picking it up. My eyes looked up and it was Santa.

"Can I help you to your car?" he asked.

"Thank you. That would be great."

As we walked to my car, we talked. I knew I should know that voice. But I couldn’t figure it out. When we arrived there I unlocked the door of the car. And threw the bags in.

As I turned to take the bag from him, he pulled his beard off. Oh my God! I started laughing. It was Brandon, an old friend. I haven’t seen him in ages. But he still looked as good as ever.

We decided to meet up later. He would come over to my place for drinks and we"we would go from there.

As I was driving home, I was thinking about Brandon. I wasn’t sure what he had in mind for later, but knowing him it would be good.

Well time passed, and I was getting dressed when I heard the door bell. Shoot, I am not even ready. I threw on a pair of blue jeans and a shirt, and ran to the door.

I opened it and saw roses on the step. I laughed, picked them up and smelled them. Then Brandon came around the corner. He had a bottle of wine and a gift in his hand.

His smile melted butter. I have always been attracted to him. His dark hair, dark eyes. His body, ohhhhhhhhhh that body, it was to die for.

I invited him in. As he passed me. he leaned over and gave me a kiss. I wanted to push him to the floor that very second. But fought the urge.

I shut the door. We went to the living room and sat down. I got some wine glasses and Brandon opened the wine.

I kept eying the gift, wondering what was in it. He noticed me glancing at it.

"Tam, I know you too well. You hate waiting, little own surprises. Here open it. Hope you like it."

"But I didn’t get you anything Brandon." I felt bad now.

"Oh baby, you are all I want for Christmas."

I was like a kid at Christmas. I opened the package up and inside was a sexy black teddy with "crotchless panties". I laughed and put it up against my body.

"Thank you Brandon." I turned around, modeling it. I giggled.

"Do you think I came all the way over here just to see you do that? Go put it on." He stood up. Grabbed me and planted the hardest kiss on my lips. Sending a wave down my body. Wow.

"OK I will go put it on."

I was eager now to see what it felt like on me. I ran upstairs to my bedroom. Quickly changing. Man, the satin felt like gold on me. I glanced in the mirror, and liked it.

I walked downstairs and Brandon was putting music on. He turned as I walked in the room. His eyes bulging.

The crotchless panties revealed my very pink and wet cuntal lips. I came over to him. Pushed him to the floor. And took charge of the evening.

Part 2

I didn’t undress Brandon right away. I teased him. I placed one of my feet on his chest, which abled him to see the nice view of my juicy fragrant vagina, which was ready for whatever he wanted to put in there.

I freed one of my breasts, lowered my head, I brought the nipple up to my mouth. Looking down at Brandon, right into his eyes. My tongue drawing tiny swirls around the areola, making small goosebumps on it.

My nipple was "fully erect". My other hand going down to my crotch. I spread my legs further as I slipped my fingers between my pussy lips.

Brandon layed there. Watching. His cock rose and throbbed as he watched. His hand grabbing my ankle and slowly moving it further up.

He watched me bring my fingers out, all "gooey" with my juices.

"Ahhhhhhhhh" I moaned as my fingers found my tiny pink clit. Brandon’s hands moved up my legs. I gasped loudly as his hand replaced mine.

With his other hand, he placed my foot that was on his chest to the other side of his body. He pulled me down onto him. I was on my knees now. His fingers still playing with my clit. Making it harder. Making me wetter.

He pulled me closer to his mouth. I was in heaven. But losing control. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me down onto his mouth. Where his tongue was waiting. Separating my pussy lips, he licked my pussy. So softly to begin with. But I knew he was there. I leaned back and placed my hands on the floor. I breathed heavier as his tongue went all over my pussy. I closed my eyes. Cocked my head to the side. Bit my lip.

"Ohhhhhhhhh yes Brandon, Awwwwwwwwww." I screamed out.

I was in total and utter orgasm. His tongue right inside me now. I felt numb. The juices running out of me. And Brandon, laying there, sucking it up. My legs were shaking. I wanted more, but I knew I had to return the favor first.

Part 3

I realized Brandon’s tongue was tiring, so I rolled off of him. I knelt beside him and slowly undid his bluejeans.

He lifted his ass so I could remove them. His cock had hardened, and once I got his clothes off, I crawled down to it. My hand grabbed a hold of his hard member and began to slowly move up and down.

I lowered my head. I ran my tongue along the shaft and around the tip. A drop of precum appeared and it soon went down my throat.

I grabbed his balls in my hand as I plunged my mouth over his hard cock and started to move up and down. As I moved up my lip wrapped around and put a little pressure on his throbbing cock.

He groans and I tasted more salty precum. As his hips started to buck mildly, I relaxed my throat muscles in order to let his beautiful manhood slide all the way in. His groans are coming more frequent and his body is starting to tense. I stopped.

Part 4

I wanted him to cum inside my pussy. I wanted him to fill me with it. I took his hand and pulled him up to a sitting position. Lifting his shirt over his head. Oh this man had a body.

I ran my fingers over his chest. Lightly scraping my nails on it. He took a hold of my breasts with his hands. Bringing his mouth down to one. Running his tongue over it. My hands on his shoulders.

He sucked hard making me cry out. I loved when a man sucked my breasts. It always makes me wet. And he was definitely making me wet. He switched to the other one. Sucking harder. My mouth opening, I couldn’t even hear myself scream out. He stopped.

Part 5

He reached down to my hips and undid the strings of the panties. Yanking them off. Then with his hands he pushed my teddy right off. Over my head. We were both naked now.

My pussy needing a cock. His cock needing a pussy. Still in the sitting position and me on him, he took hold of his cock and guided it into my pussy. Slowly at first. Making me wait…. teasing me. He curled his legs around. And lifting me up, he lowered me to the floor. Taking hold my legs, he brought them to his shoulders. Thrusting his cock into me. As it got deeper and deeper. I felt like I was reaching another orgasm.

I started breathing heavier. I threw my hands onto the floor. Trying to reach for anything to hold onto. It was so intense. I arched my back, moaning out.

"Yes, yes, fuck me Brandon."

He picked up the rhythm, his balls slapping into my ass. Harder and harder. Faster and faster. OOHHHHHHHHH, AWWWWWWWWWWWW.

He started moaning. I can feel the warm cum start to enter me. I scream out as my own body releases cum. His mixes with mine. He releases my legs. His body falling onto mine. We are breathing heavy. I swallowed hard. He takes hold of my face. Kissing me.

"Merry Christmas Tam."

I laughed out loud. Knowing this was the best gift Santa would ever bring me.

The End.

Merry Christmas Everyone. Have a happy holiday and enjoy life. Huggggggggggssssss and kisssssssssessssss.

 

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