Your erotic stories

I heard the creak of a floorboard. My eyes snapped open knowing someone else was in the house. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I glanced around the room. I had fallen asleep on the couch after finally giving up on you getting online at midnight. I froze as I felt someone’s eyes on my body. I heard heavy footsteps walk around the couch. I held my eyes closed tight hoping you wouldn’t notice I was awake.

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He sat in his favorite chair, on the back deck, enjoying the afternoon sun. He was feeling sorry for himself remembering old times with his ex-wife. Their union had not been the most exciting life experience. He, was however, looking forward to his ritual afternoon pleasure. He was on his fourth or maybe fifth beer when she finally made her appearance, his next-door neighbor who on any bright sunny afternoon made her ablutions to the sun god wearing nothing but a skimpy two-piece bathing suit. She was too young for him to guess her age, but he took a stab at it noting the maturity of her curves the width of her gorgeous hips and guessed between twenty-eight and thirty-five.

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I am writing this because I need to get it down before I forget it. My name is Jasmine King. I know that sounds a little like a stripper name, but I am really not. My mom was sort of a hippie and said I was named after her favorite incense. Guess it could be worse, I could be Patchouli King or Musk or something. I have always been a bit off.

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I met Jamie in a hotel bar while on vacation in Cancun. She was in her mid twenties and dressed in all black. She had several tattoos and piercing which is normally not my type but she was hot as hell. Her dark hair was pulled back in a pony tail. She had dark brown eyes with long thick lashes, a pierced nose, a pierced eyebrow and a pierced tongue. Her black tee shirt was tight and revealed firm b cup tits and a flat tummy which had a pierced naval.

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It was a warm day, which was to be expected since summer always seems to start early here. Elizabeth got out of the vehicle and gave herself a once over. She wasn't very tall, barely passed for five foot. Her build was on the heavier side, but she carried it well with her hourglass figure. She had black hair that was long and straight and seemed to be more of a red than anything else when in the sunlight and draped beautifully over her golden skin.

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Candice sat in the corner, her foot tapping anxiously on the bar stool as butterflies performed stunning feats of acrobatics in her stomach. She watched the door as she sipped her fourth whiskey sour. Her head hurt, her heart hurt, but her resolve never wavered. In her mind, there was only one way to get even with her cheating fiancée.

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I arrive at your place, ambling nervously toward the door as I shrug my bag over my shoulder. Yes, we had met once before over drinks, but this was different. Drinks don't leave me with a sore ass. Second thoughts rush through my head. Will this be fun? Will she really do everything she said she would? And will she get as excited as she claims? This last thought gives my cock pause as it perks up and reminds me of your lusty voice as you recounted how you would like to spend the evening. More confident, I continue walking toward the door and pause briefly to listen before knocking.

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I drove Emily all around our city and showed her the different areas of interest. We chatted and had a very good time. We were like two old friends and anyone who would have seen us would have no idea of the lewd things we had been engaged in just a few moments earlier. We ate at one of the finer restaurants in town and, of course it was Emily's treat. She had loaned me a pair of white cotton panties because Ann's blue ones were soaked with my sexual secretions and I could not wear them under my white pants.

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As customary he was naked and blindfolded. Naked save for his chastity device and the elastic vibrating cock ring behind it. The only difference to the other times he was prepared to worship her womanhood with his tongue was that this time he was kneeling in the living room and not in the not bedroom. His aching, caged cock tingled in anticipation, as it did every time. The soft, buzzing reverberated through his groin.

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I watch him from across the room as he orders more drinks. His name is Matt, and I think I love him. Unfortunately, Matt's in a very serious relationship. They have been living together for years, while I've only known them for a few months.

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