Your erotic stories

"Happy Birthday." you say with a smile. Sliding a small box across the restaurant table. "What is it?" I ask. Unaware of your plan. "Your fantasy." Your eyes flash an erotic pulse as you toy with your hair. My heart skips a beat as I try to digest what you've just said. I stare at the box and then to you wondering if what you're telling me is real. After a second or two I grasp the box to pull it towards me, but you tighten your grip on it and lean in.

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Veronica was pissed off. She had just heard from her sister that her niece was leaving her prep school and wanted to move out of state. While she certainly didn't mind her niece coming to live with her for a while (she knew that her niece was already 19 & only had a couple of months left in school), she was pissed about the reason that her sister gave her.

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Alice brought Wonderland. I wasn't sleeping very well after a fall that I took which damaged my knee and hip and I was dosing myself with 2 painkillers every 4 or 5 hours. It was now just after 1 o'clock in the morning and I realized that I only had one pill left so I got myself dressed and found my walking stick then headed to the local all night convenience store. I knew it would cost more than the Pharmacy but they were closed.

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I'd like to share with you what I did to my boyfriend last night. My boyfriend Josh and I have been dating for almost five years. During that time we've tried just about everything in bed that a couple can muster. But last night was different, and I think it's something that I'm going to try again.

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This was so long ago that most of you readers out there were not even born yet. It was at a major mid-western university. I was what they called then a work-study student. That meant that in order to pay my way through school I had to work twenty hours a week in one of the university's departments. I had been assigned to the library. Our library had over five million volumes at that time, long before computers and online research.

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My dear wife is a very busy lady and works long hours doing her job. However the harder she works the more money she earns to keep us in the style to which we have become accustomed. Her long working hours mean that sex between us is a rarity and unfortunately we do not make love that often. Sally, my wife has a very high-powered professional job, which entails traveling round local businesses giving advice and sorting out their I.T. problems.

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My freshman year in college I got the chance to go to spring break with a group that was mainly seniors and juniors. I didn't know it at the time but it was probably because I had a car. We were having a great time taking over the streets of Palm Springs, and generally being drunken maniacs. I was hanging with Steve, Bruce and Sheila, and I got IDed going into a bar.

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"It looks unusually small tonight darling – did you have a sneaky wank when you were in the shower?" I asked my husband, as I climbed into bed, fresh from my own shower, and nuzzled up to him, putting my head on his chest and reaching down to gently feel his turtled manhood between my thumb and forefinger.

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"Mr. Thompson will see you now," the attractive executive secretary to the Senior Vice President told Lesley as she waited outside his office for her two o'clock appointment. Lesley stood and smoothed her skirt before picking up her handbag and briefcase. She walked into the large office and extended her hand as Mr. Thompson, Brian, was moving towards the door to meet her.

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Every time he saw her, he got a hard-on. She seemed oblivious to his discomfort. Probably because the table always hid it from view. He'd been coming to this diner every Tuesday and Friday for 18 months. It was clean and the staff was friendly. And the fact that they had free wireless Internet for their customers drew a faithful breakfast and lunch crowd.

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