Your erotic stories

You’re sitting in a chair next to the bed, wearing a pair of jeans and nothing else. Even with my eyes closed I can feel you watching us, as we touch kiss and tease each other. You can hear me moan softly as I suck on her tongue and I feel her fingers running though my hair and down to my ass. I can feel her pulling me closer into her, and we start stripping each other, touching, sucking You know how much I love to lick and taste ((((mmmm Babyyy)))

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It was a glorious late summer evening on the south coast of England and the sailing club BBQ was going like a bomb. At least thirty people were still there at midnight and there was no sign of the party slacking.

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Cindy had come once before I entered her. I could tell she was getting ready to come again when I heard voices on the stairs outside the door. "It's definitiely coming from here," I heard. "Yep, I smell it too." Knock knock. Silence. Knock knock. "Nobody's home!" I said.

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About the same time Jack Kirby was walking past the room she was occupying, Susie Barnes woke from unconsciousness. As she groggily came to, the first thing she realized was that her entire body was tingling, and in particular, her pussy. In fact, her pussy wasn't just tingling, it was throbbing and it hurt like a son of a bitch. Then as her other senses became attuned, more focused, she realized that a lot more was wrong.

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I was taking the night train from Paris to Perpignan. There were no sleeping compartments left, and, as the train pulled out of the station at 7 p.m., I was resigned to spending the night dozing upright in my seat. That was annoying enough, but what irritated me more was that I had eaten an unpleasant hamburger on the way to the station.

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I'd kept in touch with Luc and Richard following my amazing holiday in France. That holiday when I'd met the two most beautiful young men I'd ever seen. That holiday when I'd ended up sharing their bed and we'd shared everything between us. That holiday when I'd learned that Richard was gay and Luc was bisexual. That holiday when I'd broken Richard's virginity with women.

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As a high level executive, I work very long hours. I am a total professional, conservative, hardworking, prim and proper. My entire clothing wardrobe is tailored, expensive and high quality. My entire life is careful and deliberate, including my private life. My social circle is chosen carefully to network both the business and myself. I am always in control -- of myself and of the situation.

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"Oh c'mon Tracey - Tom's a professional, or at least he could have been. He was well on his way to being a Certified Physical Therapist/Sports Trainer until I got a hold of him. That's how we met. He's very good with legs and hips. Besides George doesn't mind - do you?" Kim chided her friends husband.

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Like most college students, I've found it necessary to have a part-time job to make it through the month. My parents don't have a lot of money, so I've pretty much been out on my own since I was 18. I've been working since 15. But that's beside the point.Currently, I'm employed at a local ice cream place, and almost everyone I work with is in high school. Almost.

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As I closed my eyes, my hand gripped the pole and I swayed to the beat. It was Metallica, Nothing Else Matters. Slow, heavy, wonderful music. I moaned slightly and lifted my left leg off the floor in my high heels. My heaving chest pulsed as the wetness came to my pussy. Dancing, I felt more alive than at any moment on earth. The eyes upon my body made me totally absorbed in my own sexual high.

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