Your erotic stories

I had set up my tent in a campsite in the national forest between Yellowstone and Grand Teton National Parks. As I relaxed with my coffee I became fully aware of what a beautiful setting I had. My little bluff put me above the shrubs and I had a clear view of Jackson Lake and The Grand Tetons behind it. I could see the reflection of the mountains on the waters. I saw a bald eagle soaring over the lake.

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"Thanks for coming early with me, sweetie," I said. We were standing on the balcony overlooking the enormous atrium of the National Art Museum. Stephen smiled. "You know why I did," he said as he watched the male servers in their tight black uniforms below us. I patted his arm and smiled. "Whatever works for you."

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As if in a trance, I stepped into the shower with my new goddess. It was a tight fit, the two of us in that little space. Neither of us minded; it just pushed us up against each other more and more. Her skin was softer than I imagined it, if that was possible. Her hands were pressed against the glass on either side of my shoulders, effectively trapping me against the now warmed glass of the shower stall.

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"Ladies and Gentlemen, we're about to begin our final descent to the Norfolk International Airport and will be at the gate in just about 20 minutes. Current weather at Norfolk is sunny at 84 degrees. We have enjoyed having you on board today, thanks again for flying US Airways. Cabin attendants, prepare for arrival please."

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She thought I had forgotten. It's pretty impossible; it's two weeks after mine exactly. Her temper tantrums as of lately have been cute. It'll make tonight so much more fun. I haven't said anything about her birthday and it's cute that she's stressing about it. Not to toot my own horn or anything but, I'm the best girlfriend ever.

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The basis for this story is autobiographical, but I do make changes with names of individuals and some of the content to make the story flow more smoothly such as entering the minds of characters to reveal possible thoughts leading up to their actions.

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I never know what my wife's got up her sleeves. At 35, Lily is every bit as beautiful as she was at 25, when we were married. Long, blonde hair cascading across her face. Silky soft pale skin. Incredible, firm breasts. A tight tummy. An ass I can't keep my hands off of. I don't know how I lucked into my marriage, but I am thankful for it every day.

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Girls like her should come with warning labels, the kind you see on coffee these days, Caution: Hot. This girl was molten. I, of course, had no clue just how right I was, but I would of course be schooled quickly.

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"Buenos dias, Hermosa" She whispered to me over the phone. I grin without trying and ask her when her flight leaves. She replies in a few hours. I reply, "Hurry..." Our call ends. Los Angeles will be clocking 90 degrees today, so my phone tells me. From my bed, the morning sun pours in and the sky is crystal clear. The makings of a perfect day. It will be perfect.

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I go bow hunting every year, not that I kill an animal each time but it's my time to get away from the modern world. Prior to my hunts in September, I make a few "scouting" trips to see what signs I can find of the elk and deer. In Oregon you can hunt both at the same time with bow and arrow.

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