“You really let him fuck you?” he asked. I pushed his face down against my thighs, his teeth causing me to whimper as he nipped at my sensitive flesh. “Yes, but I know it was what you wanted. He showed me the text you sent, giving him permission.” He paused, looking up into my eyes. “Did he use a condom?” I smiled knowingly, pushing his head back down. “Just carry on, baby, ‘cause I think you’re about to find out.” #erotica #eroticaauthor #hotwife
There was no getting away from it now. My husband had seen to that when he tied the rope around my ankles. “I want to watch as he empties his balls inside you. See your face as your own climax hits you; your juices mixing with his for the first time.” I could feel him swelling, sense he was near… I prayed that this would not be the last time. #erotica #eroticaauthor #bdsm #wifesharing #voyeur
‘I know this is wrong. And I also know that I’ll have to leave town and never see her again. But she’s really all I’ve ever wanted; my schoolgirl crush, my brother’s beautiful wife. We’ve agreed that it’s only for the one night, but I’ll never be able to look him in the eyes again afterwards…’ #erotica #eroticaauthor #interracial
Don’t you just know that your Mama is nearly always right? She took me aside one sultry summer night and whispered to me in the moonlight… “Whatever you do, wherever you go, there will be the one you won’t be able to run away from, the one you won’t be able to avoid.”
“Be careful. Be wary. Keep these words in your heart. Make sure he remains at a distance… preferably with an ocean between you, or he might well be your downfall. At the very least, he’ll break your fucking heart.”
I nodded and smiled, confirming that I’d understood.
But now I’m wondering… did she mean you? Are you the one I need to avoid?
Fuck it. Leave it ’til morning. I’ll make my decision then.
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“Before we go in there, darling, we need to choose a safe word.” I watched in awe as she licked her lips in anticipation. “I already have a safe phrase, fuck me – harder!” #amwriting #amwritingerotica #eroticawriters #threesome #hotwife #menage
There is really nothing like it…
Starting him off slowly, to help him feel the burn.
The others have gone now, slipping out into the night,
just as they had come.
It is only us now. Exactly the way I like it.
He touches me gently. So tenderly.
As if he might break me.
The sweat runs off my skin.
Small moist rivulets, slipping off my stomach,
to drip down my mound and pool in his mouth.
The salty stream spurs him on,
making him need to pleasure me more.
And then perhaps, take a reward.
But that can wait. My decision has not yet been made.
I hear his tongue stroking my cunt.
Lapping at my wetness, drawing it into his mouth.
Drinking it in deep, every drop.
He takes in their juices too.
I push, I squeeze.
I force their ejaculate from me and shiver…
when I hear him moan as he takes it between his lips.
Tasting it, devouring it.
I smile to myself, for I know that he deserves it all.
I suddenly realise I’ve made my choice.
I’ll not let him have me.
There will be no climax or finish for him tonight.
Just his tongue; urgently pleasuring me.
In the way he is doing now.
Keeping to our plan, this will be his ultimate shame.
Without warning my orgasm hit me, hard and fast.
Afterwards, spent and drifting as if in a fog,
I kiss him and taste our passion on his lips.
He smiles and closes his eyes, slipping off to dream.
Maybe I’ll let him finish in me next time.
Just maybe… we’ll have to see…
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By the look in her eyes I could tell that Janet was enjoying this encounter. The stranger we’d only just met in the bar was filling her so completely, with each thrust into her body taking her breath away. I leaned back into my chair, enjoying the sight of my wife being pleasured in such a way, patiently waiting my turn. “Are you liking that baby?” I asked, teasing her by slowly unzipping the front of my jeans. “You know I fucking do. Now get over here and fuck my mouth… it might be all you’re going to get tonight!” #erotica #amwritingerotica #eroticawriters #hotwife
“Can we order room service now? Ask for the waiter with the dark hair. He looked cute and could be exactly what I need right now…” #erotica #amwritingerotica #eroticawriters #hotwife #amwriting
“Yes, he’s here. But you’re held up you say? For four hours! Alright, baby. I’ll make sure I look after him for you. I don’t know what we’ll end up doing, but don’t worry. I’ll think of something.” #amwriting #amwritingerotica #eroticawriters
Once again it was Sunday…and there they go again.
I sneak across to my bedroom door and listen— my mom giggling; his fake animal growl— playfully meant to arouse her. Oh yes… the lodger was certainly doing well this morning.
I cracked open the door slowly, hardly daring to breathe, praying that the hinges didn’t squeak in protest.
“Now let’s see, what do we have here?” My mother’s voice soft, throaty and seductive.
I could feel my own heart beginning to pound in my chest, heaven only knows what she was feeling.
“Oh! Well now, that is one fine piece of meat,” I heard her remark, her voice filled with a sensuous hunger. He groaned softly with desire.
I closed my eyes, imagining her reaching out with her fingers and pulling back the bed-cover to reveal his cock. In my mind she took it into her hand, tilting her head and smiling in eager anticipation as she felt the weight and girth of it.
I gasped as I brought up my hand to touch my breast; the soft brown bud of my nipple already growing hard, craving attention.
My mother whispered the words softly to him, but not so quiet that I couldn’t hear it.
“Now listen baby, I’m heading off to work shortly, and I don’t want you lying here all hot and horny while my nineteen year-old daughter is lying asleep in the next room. The last thing I’d want is for you to start getting ideas into that pretty head of yours…so here, let me help you with that.”
I leaned against the door-frame, biting my lip to suppress an excited moan escaping my lips. Inside my head I could see them clearly. I watched as my mom dropped to her knees beside his bed, his cock already fully aroused, standing up stiff and proud as she dropped her mouth down over it, tasting the salty drops of his pre-cum which were already beginning to trickle out from within it.
I felt my pussy begin to ache… a slow burning heat which I knew would need to be extinguished. I dropped a hand down, slipping it under my nightshirt and into the top of my panties. I gasped, my folds were swollen and my panties slick with my juices.
I heard her mouth working on him. Her wet tongue lashing his length, from base to tip, as her hand worked on his shaft eagerly; pumping his cock hard as she fellated him. Her lips were held tightly around his thick rod, sucking him deeply into her throat. The lodger moaned with pleasure, potentially lying there and allowing her greedy wet lips to do all the work.
‘Oh my god… he’s going to come!’
I heard him cry out for a moment and then he grunted; once, twice then three times; emptying his sweet salty load directly into her mouth. My mother moaned with satisfaction around his cock; I could imagine her holding her lips tightly together as she drank down every last drop of his precious jism.
The moment I touched my clit my own orgasm hit me.
I took the inflamed nub between my fingers and squeezed gently, knowing that it wouldn’t take much to finally set me off. I was right— I felt countless tiny explosions suddenly running through my body as my release took me.
I squeezed my thighs together, trapping my fingers within my wetness, and crossed my legs— trying to stop them buckling from underneath me.
Hearing movement from our lodgers bedroom, I quickly scurried across to my own bed and slipped beneath the covers, catching my breath while allowing normality to return to my body.
I don’t know how long I lay there staring up at the ceiling.
Long enough to hear my mother’s footsteps as she moved downstairs, gathering her things as she went, to finally close the front door behind her as she left for work.
I held my breath and listened. There wasn’t a sound coming from the other room.
But things were different.
I now knew that a seed had been sown in his head.
Would it be later today? A few days? A week perhaps…
It doesn’t matter.
Whenever he wants me, I’ll be ready…
I slipped my fingers down into my panties again.
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