Your erotic stories

You hope that the weather will hold out a little longer on this well secluded beach of this tiny Gulf Coast island. The sky above is dark and threatening, yet across the Gulf we can see the reds, pink, yellow and purple of the setting sun. You can't help wondering what I have in the picnic basket; you know it will be wonderful.

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You get home from the gym and call out to me that you are going to the shower, and you hear me mumble something back. You think nothing of it, assuming that there was something on TV. Once you get upstairs you can smell the freesia candles burning. You glance into the bathroom and see it lit up with candles.

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Back in ’72 I spent the summer mowing lawns. This particular morning I was cruising down the road listening to my newest album, Eat A Peach. I had picked this cassette because I was on the way to a friend of my mother’s to cut her lawn. Her name was Dolores but since she was a kid everyone called her Peachy. I had known her since I was a kid and without a doubt, she was a total babe. I had spent many a night dreaming about Ms. Peachy. Well dreaming is not the right word. Ms. Peachy had to be without question the finest looking of my mother's friends.

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Matt sat on the edge of the bed looking down at the steel tube which encased his cock. He'd waited so long for this moment, but still he was tremendously nervous. As he looked down he caught sight of his face, reflected in the highly polished surface of the chastity device. Could he really go through with this? He steeled himself and pushed the small padlock through the locking holes and snapped it shut.

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I enter the bedroom and you are exactly as I requested. This is good as I am extremely horny and would prefer to get straight to fucking you rather than taking the time to punish you before we get started. Your pleated black skirt is wonderfully short and your ass is cocked up into the air as I demand when I enter. I can even see the slight flash of white between your legs where the thong I requested is barely covering your lips.

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Rob, sitting his office, the window open to the back garden, finished his tea and thought about his wife. After all these years, she still had the ability to make him harden just thinking of her. He mused that he had been up that pussy of hers a million times but each time it was like the first.

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Please read Stories 1-3. Please comment on the story not the grammar I am telling my story for fun not an English exam. This is what actually happened those years ago. I like to start my stories with a brief recount of my previous stories.

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This is a follow-up story to my weekend in Chicago with my husband Steve. He is now my little panty boy and I love the fact that I now have a way to control his sexual arousal. The first week that we returned home from his meeting I had Steve wear new his panties to work under his business suits and because of our shopping trip, he had enough girly panties to get him through the week without having to do laundry.

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Lisa jumped as she felt his fingers under her dress. She couldn't decide whether to look and see if anyone could see or if she was more afraid of knowing the answer. As his fingers danced on her clit, she became oblivious to the background noise of the restaurant. She could feel his eyes on her. "What would you like for desert?" he said almost sweetly while increasing the tempo of his finger movements underneath the napkin in her lap.

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Doug shook hands firmly with Chow Min, sealing the deal. He'd learned a long time ago to be firm in everything in life and had since earned the reputation as a shark. He didn't mind. It meant that his business was the envy of other companies. It meant he was the best. It meant that people who had once looked down on the backwater kid from Louisiana now looked up to him as employer.

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