Your erotic stories

Perhaps one of the most sensual and erotic experiences I ever had occurred nearly twenty years ago now. But the memory of it remains with me to this day. Back then I worked with a woman named Lucille. I was in my early thirty's at that time, and Lucille was some twenty or so years older than I was. But the age difference hardly mattered between us, we got along famously, and I looked forward to seeing and working with her on a daily basis. At first there was nothing at all sexual even mentioned between us, she had a very 'rigid' upbringing, and things of that nature weren't easily discussed amongst coworkers anyway, especially between us.

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(Author's note: This fantasy happened some time ago. Long before STDs were a known threat. If the time of these events were more recent, certainly safe sex precautions would have been followed - and recommended.) * After a long, hard, aggravating day at my job, I packed my bag and went to the Gym for a stress reducing workout.

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It was not a good day as it started out. My fishing partner had canceled out before I left to pick him up. He had an upset stomach. Well, the boat was hooked up behind my truck on it's trailer all loaded and ready to go, even down to bait and two lunches in the cooler. The Hell with it, I would go alone. I drove to the ramp and launched the boat.

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The light mannered laughter echoed around the empty area, the only other sound being the occasional car coming along the road adjacent to the train tracks. "You know you practically fall over every time you go up those stairs." The amusement was abundantly clear in Cale's voice as he grabbed Nicole under the arm, practically dragging her onto the platform.

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She sat there and the thought to herself about all the times she had sat at home and cried while he had been out doing who knows what. She also thought of all the times she had pondered about what he was really telling her and what he wasn't. Tonight after three years she felt it was time for him to know the the pain she had felt.

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I had just returned from a morning business appointment and had what was left of the afternoon free. Judy and I had a super sex session last night and I awoke in the morning with a huge erection and was horny just remembering all the things we did. I decided to strip and spend the rest of the afternoon stroking and having cybersex with some friends.

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My wife Grace and I have been swinging for about a year now. We have had several experiences with a male friend of mine. Some of you may have read about those adventures already. We have also had one experience with another couple. We are constantly on the look out for other couples or singles like ourselves. We are both bi-sexual and very open minded when it comes to sex. As long as no real hardcore pain or fecal matter is involved, we are pretty much good to go.

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It was Saturday night and it was getting close to the end of Angela's shift. She had learned long ago that dancing was a way of life and she was used to the long nights but her feet were sore and she was light headed from the 2 drinks she had had with a couple of the customers so this made her human and she longed to be in her room fast asleep. The money was good this week though and she couldn't complain about that, this job was the reason she owned an expensive sports car and a house, so she headed back out onto the floor to hustle a little more.

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The pain was fighting with the pleasure; the fear with the exhilaration. The struggle for the dominant sensation was sending my adrenaline through the roof. God, I was skipping along the top of the clouds. Shit, I was skimming the searing flames of hell. Pain, pleasure. Pleasure, pain. Right there on the edge. Would he love me or kill me? Would he fulfill my desires? Or would he take me to the edge of release only to abandon me to want and frustration? Either way, this was the edge that made me feel alive. This . . . this . . . this, right here, right now.

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It was my girlfriend, Emma's birthday. She'd hit twenty a few months before I did, and her folks had let her invite as many people as she wanted. I'm sure the unspoken terms of the agreement included not inviting me. They'd looked none too impressed when I'd shown up, glowering at myself and their daughter in turn before they headed off to hide in some distant wing of their giant house.

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