Flash Erotica

Need

It's with great restraint I keep my twitching fingers from pressing against the damp front of my eager, panty covered pussy. One smoke, two–damn it, I was meant to give up cigarettes. You glance over at me occasionally, unaware of the depth of my need. I make no secret of my arousal but you can't possibly grasp the depth and really, since we aren't together any more, it isn't your problem anyway. A thin sheen of sweat clings to my skin, my head is spinning, my heart racing. It's your mouth. It's always been your mouth. So full and shapely and tempting. Once glance at those lips and my cunt is clenching almost uncomfortably. I part my bare legs from my place on the floor by the ash tray, my wet panties on display and you think nothing of it. My nipples are pressed uncomfortably to my long t-shirt. You probably think it's cold. So innocent and naïve, though I've seen the other side of you. I see those haunting memories behind my eyes–fuck, my laptop just went flat. I've moved across the room to a power source, out of your line of sight but if I were to slide my hand into my panties, I wouldn't be able to keep quiet. Two fans …

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A Walk in the Woods

It's your day off. You decide to do some sunbathing at a local state park which has a pond, beach and lots of privacy. You park your car and sling your beach bag over your shoulder, beginning the quiet walk through the woods to a secluded section of beach. It's so hot even at 10 AM that as you follow the trail, even in the shady thicket your entire body perspires. Your forehead has beads of moisture, the under-wire is chafing your flesh, and you feel sweat behind your knees. "Can't get into the water fast enough" you think, knowing that it will cool you, relax you. The woods are quiet except for the occasional chirping of sparrows. The path is well-worn so your footsteps make no sound. As you see the pond through the tree trunks, you slow your pace. You hear moaning; a deep voice; grunting. You strain your eyes; in a sunlit clearing to your right, you see a man, lying on a blanket, leaning on an elbow. He's stroking his cock; his hair is wet, his torso glistens with oil. The oil also shimmers off his manhood, the mushroom cap of his dick is oozing pre-cum. You know the sounds of an impending orgasm. He is pounding his man meat. Your attention is riveted to his performance. Leaning against a tree, you watch, without blinking; and watch some more as your pussy begins to stir. "Only thing better than masturbating is seeing someone get off", you think. He is raising and lowering his hips as he fucks his fist."My, oh, my, I hope he shoots that cum and I can see it!" While he …

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I’ve Got a Surprise For You

We were both stark naked. My cock was harder than I could remember recently and that was all because of Annie. She epitomised eroticism and more to the point she was horny ninety nine percent of the time. Annie insisted I wear a blindfold. ‘A blindfold?’ I questioned. ‘Come here and put it on,’ she was adamant that I was to wear one. ‘Why?’ I asked, ‘Because…just because,’ she replied. With the blindfold on she pushed me back onto the bed. She climbed on top of me and adjusted the thin scarf-like silk around my eyes. She tightened it a little and reminded me that it was to stay on. She climbed up onto my chest and straddled it. I could feel her hot pussy on my chest and, if I knew Annie, it would be leaving a trail of wet juices as she crawled up my body. Her pussy was getting nearer and nearer to my face and I knew what to expect. Annie finally reached her goal. As she lifted herself up a little to place her pussy onto my face I felt the bed move. ‘I’ve got a big surprise for you,’ she said, ‘you’re going to love it.’ I could sense the humidity from her groin. I knew she would be dripping with anticipation and I knew I was going to love every minute of it. I also wished, silently of course, that she would turn around so that we could both have fun. ‘Lick it,’ she said rather firmly. My tongue extended to join with her moist pussy as she lowered herself down onto my mouth and my eyes sprung open, into the pure darkness of the scarf. I couldn’t feel Annie’s pussy at all. I …

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Train Story

“ONLY FOUR MORE SHOPPING DAYS LEFT!” The moving banner screamed at him, as he stood in the crowded station. The train came into the station, and screeched to a stop. The crowd surged forward to the opening doors. His arm was pressed from behind, and his hand was firmly pressed into the cleft of the behind of the woman standing in front of him. He started to apologize, but then a gap opened in front of her, and she stepped into it. Just before she did, for a split second, he thought she leaned back against his hand. “Surely I must have imagined it,” he thought to himself, as he followed her into the crowded subway car. The car was standing room only, and she grabbed a hanging strap over her head. He stood behind her, and as the train lurched, she spread her legs for balance. Once again, his hand was pressed firmly into her ass. This time she did not move away, but definitely pressed back. Emboldened, he slid his hand slightly downward, and felt where the strap of the thong disappeared between her cheeks. He extended his middle finger slightly, and was rewarded by her reaching back with her free hand, hiking the back of her skirt up, to give him more slack. The train slowed to a stop at the next station, and the man behind him got up to leave. He sat down, and as the train lurched again, she stepped backwards. She shifted her grip to the strap on his side of the car, and put her ass right at his eye level. …

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Flash Fairytales: The Beast of Beauty

The mansion’s pale lights flickered in the rustling leaves and swaying tree boughs, casting tendrils of sinister shadows across the garden. The clipping of heels heralded the tall, gracious figure strutting up the stone pathway. Her pace was quick, but her gait was firm and steady. Even her silhouette oozed confidence. The doors opened and bathed her flowing auburn hair in light. She glowed in the bright yellow cloak – and matching dress – trailing in her wake. As she stepped inside, the doors closed solidly behind her. Her cloak fell away in front of the door as both of her elegant, golden heels were kicked to opposite corners of the hall. A swish of her hair and a shrug of her slender shoulders seemed to lighten her mood immediately. She turned on the spot and crooked a finger at the man by the door. “Come with me,” Belle commanded him, a confident smile on her lips. “Now, please.” She pirouetted on the toes of her white stockings and swaggered towards the grand staircase. He was large, well over six feet, and his massive frame filled his suit to bursting. Long, unkempt hair, a shaggy beard and rough hands showed his disinterest in grooming. He followed, watching her strut up the steps, elegantly. Her pale arm reached behind her to point a slender finger at the zipper of her short dress. “Help me out of this.” He followed closer, admiring the tightness of the dress around her hips, hugging her figure. He took a deep breath as Belle stepped onto the landing. He pulled hard …

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Unintentional

It was never my intention for this to happen. I didn’t think we’d become so close. I wanted attention, frivolous flirtation, but we’ve ventured beyond superficial flippancy, haven’t we? When did that happen? When did we cross the line between a trifling fling and the deepest desire? When did I begin thinking of you, constantly, wondering when your next message would arrive, what photo you’d send, how your words would excite me? At what point did my replies mutate from polite chit-chat to graphic descriptions of sexual exploits I have every intention of someday performing? I need to please you. I know that much. Smiling, I stroke the boots on the bed beside me. Still bearing their labels they’re my latest purchase, bought after hours of searching on internet sites I didn’t know existed before I met you. They’re beautiful, perfect, exactly what you like. Inky black and so shiny I can see my own sultry smile reflected back at me from their glossy surface. Picking them up, I examine them; shaped top, long zip, stiletto heel. The heels are tall and elegant yet surprisingly sturdy. They could take some abuse, they’re ideal for outdoor use, but I’ll never wear them in public. These boots were purchased for one purpose only: to pleasure you. Ripping off the tags, I slip them on, my feet becoming encased in the cold leather. The boots are stiff and the fit a little too snug. The heels rub, but looks are more important than comfort. I zip them up, careful not to snag my bare flesh, …

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Lick It

She steps onto hot, white sand, lifting her feet out of the sea. Supple body shedding the glitter of water drops under tropical sun. Her stride is slow, patient…lazy flex of thigh muscle. The sun has rendered her cinnamon. Soaking wet, her naked breasts seem even rounder and heavier than usual, swaying with her strides. He watches. Has been since she pushed herself up to float across the sand into the sea. He’s lying naked on the fine, white grains, its heat rising through his skin. The sun and open air have been enough to bring a swarm of sensation to his shaven cock and balls. His shaft already tingles with sensation growing, but as he angles his head, his eager flesh quickly hardens, aching for the hot touch of her breath and lips. The tiny, lemon yellow thong adorning her pussy and hips makes him smile. Almost laugh. He brought her all the way out here because he knew they would be alone, where they could lie naked together under the sensuous touch of the sun. But she was a natural tease, knowing the tiny garment that barely covers the full shape of her impudent mound would make him ache and yearn for the moment he would finally pull it out of the way and savor her smooth treasure. Wet, the thong is nearly transparent. He gazes with a racing pulse, transfixed on the puffy mound between her smooth, wet thighs, flexing as she comes closer. Soaking wet, her nipples remind him of chocolate melting in the sun. Watching them quiver, he can already taste them. Feel them slip …

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A Surprise Footjob

I come into your office and close the door behind me. I could lock it, but what I’ve got planned is all the more naughty with the extra risk of getting caught. Without a word to you, I walk around your desk and slide my bum on the wooden surface. Kicking off my stilettos, my hosiery clad feet find a position on the arms of your office chair. It gives you a clear view up my stocking clad legs, all the way to sheer panties. The faint outline of my lips, which are glistening with excitement, is easy for you to see. That’s not what this is about though and as I move my feet to rest in your lap, you know exactly what I am playing at. With dexterous toes I stroke your growing cock through the material of your trousers. I trace the outline of your shaft from top to bottom. Twisting my foot to an angle I can grip and massage you, wrapping my toes around your length. I can feel you growing rapidly harder. You look into my eyes and I bite my lip, as I use the ball of my foot to roll a gentle pressure against you. Looking towards the door, I know what you’re contemplating. To encourage you with your thoughts, I slide my second foot to your crotch. You look down at my dainty feet, noting how the arch of my foot is perfectly shaped to curve around your mass of blood filled meat. Your hands come to my feet and caress them. It causes a small moan to escape my lips. I can feel the arousal with the pressure of your hands against me, thumb running along my instep, before your hands rest …

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I Reached Slut Status

I finally got home from a very long night. I was thinking I totally reached slut status tonight. All my friends had other plans and I really had wanted to go out. I never usually went out by myself, but I had a really bad week and just wanted to get fucked up and go out dancing. I wore a short black dress with a black bra, panties, thigh high stockings, and a garter belt. I guess I wanted to look incredibly hot in case I got lucky. I was planning on having some naughty fun. I called a cab and they took me to a club that I really wanted to go to. It recently just opened and was getting really good reviews. Once I got there, I found it was loaded with really hot guys. I knew that I was going to have a lot of fun. I’m lucky, because I’m very attractive and guys always buy me drinks. I never even have to really spend money on anything when I go out. My name is Veronica and I’m a tall girl with big breasts and a great ass – so I’m told. I have long blond hair that’s really fine and I always wear it back in an elastic band. I have blue eyes that are doe shaped. Right away, I met this really pretty girl name Alexa. I’m not normally into girls, but she was really attractive and started buying me lots of drinks. We even did a couple of shots. I was feeling really buzzed. She had her eyes on my breasts and was eyeing me up and down. She asked me to go into the ladies room with her. She took me to the handicap stall and started to kiss me. She pulled my dress around my hips and pulled …

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Ill Be Waiting

My apartment was broken into, and shortly after I reported it to the police, they sent a detective over to investigate. He was tall and handsome, sexy and smart, and he made me feel safe when he came inside. I showed him my bedroom, where the crime took place, and showed him the empty drawer where my underwear and sex toys were stolen. While he walked around the bedroom looking for clues, I went to my bathroom and changed into a short pink slip with tiny straps. Nothing underneath. I opened the door just enough for him to notice me touching up my make-up in front of the mirror. He looked surprised when he saw me walking back into the bedroom towards him. “What’s this?” he asked, referring to the way I was dressed. “Whatever you want to make it,” I answered sexily. That was enough of an invitation for him, and the look of lust darkened his face. His eyes couldn’t resist my young, ripe body, and neither could his hands. He stepped behind me and guided a hand over my waist. We stood in front of the vanity and looked into the mirror together while he stood behind me, his hand moving around to the front of my tummy and pulling me tighter against him. He leaned down and kissed my neck and my shoulder, sending warm shivers down my spine. Then turned me around, picked me up and perched me on top of the vanity like a slender china doll. His hands ran over the tops of my thighs, under my slip, up the slender curve of my belly to my breasts. One hand on each, he felt the soft flesh of …

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Quickly

Here is our chance. I step behind you, press you up against the counter and slightly lift your skirt, thankful that you aren’t wearing any panties. Your pussy is already wet and hot, prime for my throbbing cock. I lower my shorts and rub it against your puffy pussy lips. Keeping quiet you gesture to make me act quickly. Pushing forward I bury myself in you completely. We both shiver. My cock is pulsing. Your pussy squeezing. Our hearts are racing. You feel so incredible. I start thrusting, fast and deep, keeping sure not to make much noise. I can hear your breathing getting shallow. My balls slapping against those smooth lips. Your pussy starting to spasm around my member. Your legs getting shaky. We have been waiting for this the entire evening. It takes you over. I can feel your juices running down my cock. Your sweet little cunt spasming over and over. I’m not far behind. You start meeting my thrusts. Turning around you kiss me and whisper, “I want to swallow every last drop…” I pull out and you get onto your knees, hidden by the kitchen counter. You start sucking me as if your life depended on it. Lips wrapped round my thick cock. Your hands stroking as they move in tandem with your filthy mouth. You can feel me growing and know I am moments away. So you push yourself down, taking me whole. This sensation sends me over the edge. Stream after stream shoots down your wanting throat. You almost start gagging, but manage to swallow every last bit of cum. Standing up you come in for a passionate kiss. Our tongues do their little dance. You taste of both our juices. You pull your skirt back down and I put away my drained cock. We move apart and grab our drinks. Moments later they come back into the room.

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Fucky, Fucky

"Fucky, Fucky, Neil?" I smiled and shook my head. "Let's have a look at the calendar, shall we, Yasuko?" Every Friday on the kitchen calendar was marked with a letter, either F or S. It alternated between the two. The F Fridays stood for Fucky, while the S Fridays stood for Spanky. Of course, there were often Fucky, Fucky days during the week, but Spanky, Spanky days did tend to be confined to alternate Fridays. It so happened that this Friday was a Spanky, Spanky day. I pointed at the bold S on the calendar. Yasuko's face fell. "Spanky, Spanky!" I informed her, gleefully! She obviously wanted some Fucky, Fucky but we had a rule that on Fridays it was either one or the other, never both. She looked upset as I picked up my blue leather-bound notebook. I turned to the page covering faults observed during the last fortnight. I sighed and tutted as I read some of the faults aloud: "Overspending, gossip, masturbation." Yasuko blushed and tried to look innocent. It was wasted on me. It had to be a hard Spanky, Spanky today. "It has to be a hard 'Spanky, Spanky' today!" I informed her. "Fetch the cane!" I didn't use the cane much. Often a hard hand spanking or a session with my reddish brown leather spanking strap sufficed. But not today! Today I was feeling particularly sadistic and unforgiving. The cheeks of my girlfriend would have to be beaten soundly by my faithful rattan rod. It never, ever let me down. "I said fetch the cane, Yasuko!" There was a certain reluctance on her …

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Perks Of Sunday Mornings

A lazy Sunday is probably everyone's favorite thing to appreciate. To have the comfort of the morning sun bask over you, through your bedroom windows, cascading over your bed, to keep in the warmth you've created. Knowing there is no rush to get ready for anything. To know that all that has to be done can be put off for just a little while longer. It is only when you feel the whiskers of his three day old facial hair tickling your back, as he drops kisses along your spine that you begin to stir. You can feel his manhood pressing against your bum, wiggling yourself closer to him, as his arm wraps around your waist, his hand reaching up to cup a breast. Your nipples responding, even through the thin fabric of your favorite pajamas. You keep your eyes closed, picturing his lips on you with every angel soft kiss. His hand now toying with your nipple, gently tugging on it until it is hard as a diamond. He begins to caress his flat palm over it, causing you to shudder and moan. How delightful it feels. You begin to roll your hips just barely, the hardness of cock pressing firmly against your panties. The delicate breath on your neck now causes your heart to race. His lips so tender and gentle at the same time move to your neck and ear. He groans ever so slightly when you move closer to him, pressing your apple shaped bottom into him. That's what he calls it anyway. He has convinced you your butt is shaped like an apple. Who are you to disagree, he's the one who sees it so often. …

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Late Night Encounter

I am in my apartment lying on my bed, my curvy body wrapped in just a white sheet. I feel a finger slide down my back; I turn over and see you standing over me, smiling. You love it when I sleep naked. I can see your spiky jet black hair looking perfect as it always does. I smile as your hand rubs on my breasts, tickling them and making my nipples hard. I grab your shirt and pull you down to me for a kiss as your hands continue to touch all over my body. You lean back up, taking the sheet with you, and taking off all of your clothes except for your boxers. You grab a small bottle of Vanilla lotion and start to massage my legs. You start slowly rubbing in short strokes up my right leg. You stop just before you reach my pussy, making me moan. You go even slower up my left leg, but this time touching my lips. I open my legs and beg for more. Just to tease me, you take your hand away from my lower lips and come up to my face and kiss my lips again, while playing with and pinching my nipples. As I reach down and slowly rub your cock through your boxers; it grows harder at my touch. I tell you to lay down next to me on the bed. As you do, I move to climb on top of you. I start to kiss all over your body down to the top of your boxers. You start to moan and try to push your boxers off. I continue to tease you by kissing your cock through your boxers, and then I slowly pull them off, you lift your hips to help. …

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The Run

Thursday afternoon, and the breeze softly blows outside Mayra's window. She is putting on her running shoes. She enters the restroom and gathers up her hair into a pony tail, she takes soap and water to clean her face of the makeup she wears to the office. Once refreshed, she heads down stairs and out the door. The sun is whispering good night as she inhales deeply and she stretches before her feet find the pavement. A few minutes go by as she is lost in thought running, and Mayra is now a few blocks away from her home. She is aware of the birds and the falling leaves. The beauty of fall makes her think to the last time she was with him, in his arms. Stop thinking of him- she frowns at herself. Now there is a smile on her face, she is turning. She is hoping to get a glimpse of a guy she calls eye candy, as he works out in his garage usually as she only sees him in the passing. Lovely eye candy – she whispers. A few houses will pass, and Mayra knows every color, every shade of that house that holds this man. As she approaches the place, she slows down her pace. He is already at the bench, so she stops. Without a further thought her feet guide her slowly to him. At the entrance she sees the button to close the garage door. Her hand, as if in a trance closes it. Before he could move, she straddles him, he is taken by surprise. He wants to move, but Mayra kisses him with all of her might. ~ ~ ~ David arrived home …

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Dreams: On a Slow Bus to Work

I have seen his face in my dreams for weeks. If it wasn’t such a pleasure, it would have been a little scary. The face, belonged to a man on the bus. It was a kind face, well-groomed brown hair, even at silly o’clock in the morning. Eyes, I love looking at people’s eyes. His were green. He was always clean shaven. I wondered what he would like with a couple of days growth. We never spoke, not even an acknowledgment, as we trundled our merry way around the houses until we got to the final stop. I would go one way and he the other, and never the twain shall meet, until the next morning. Except in my dreams. That first time, indeed for a few times after, I just saw his face in my visions. They would sort of pop in and then pop out again. Now though, the face had kissed me. He had kissed my lips, my neck and even my nipples, not all on the same night, no it had been at different times. All this happened on the bus. There were no other passengers, just me and him next to each other as the gentle motion of the vehicle moved us to and fro. When I awoke the following morning they seemed so real. They also seemed so real somewhere else as well. I blushed the first time I realised that I had a wet dream. My thighs sticky wet with the conclusion of my naughty thoughts. Three nights ago things took a distinct turn. Whilst he was kissing the nape of my neck I reached across with my right hand and found what it sought. His bulge. The bulge that told me he was as excited as I was. I …

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A Summer Foursome

School was getting out in two days. My children were not going to camp this year. I had a busy summer planned out for them. Now, I’m a bit of a slut, when my husband is at work. I was getting very nervous, because I’d only be having sex with him, which was not nearly enough. I was now in panic mode. I basically had my days all figured out, when the children were in school. I had sex with the gardener, postman, and the pool guy. I was freaking out that I wouldn’t be able to have sex with these men for like two months. I arranged for them to come over to the house and I’d entertain them all. I figured we could all have a foursome together. I loved to have group sex and loved to play the part of the sexy slut. I guess I wasn’t really playing the part, I am a slut. Today was the day, that my friends were coming over to have their last bit of fun with me. Normally, I’d fuck them one at a time, but since my days were numbered, I figured I’d fuck them all together. I wanted to look especially slutty for them all. I wore a red tube top, a skirt that had zipper that went all the way up to my pussy. I wore no panties and no bra. I pulled out my fuck me shoes. I wore my long, blonde hair in an elastic band. I figured they could pull my hair if they needed to. I filled my tube top up nicely, with my enormous breasts. I went downstairs, to wait for my guests to arrive. I had told them all individually, about the foursome, I planned to have with them. They all seemed to want to have fun …

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Come and Go

I snap the red nylon collar around my neck. Just minutes later there is a ring of the bell and knock at the door. I rush to answer it. I stand behind the door as I open it, so the neighbors cannot see my atire. I am dressed in a red see through nightie that hits me mid thick thigh, shows off my ample breasts, and curvaceous body. His imposing form comes around the door and looks me over. He is kissing me deep and grabbing my breasts before the door is even closed all the way. “You are a sexy slut. Upstairs.” He said gruffly, kicking the door closed. He is slapping my ass the whole trip upstairs. At the top of the stairs, he is grabbing my breasts and squeezing them hard. I can barely make it into the bedroom door, he is bouncing and squeezing my breasts so much. He releases me and I finally make it into the bedroom. He has his hoodie and shirt off when I turn to face him. I unbuckle his belt as he pulls hard on my nipples through the nightie. I am moaning and sucking in breath with each pinch and pull on my right and left nipples. “You needed this didn't you?” He said as he pulls harder. I moan in response, as I slip his pants and underwear down his legs. He pulls my right breast out of the nightie and sucks on it firmly. I am moaning louder as sucks harder. He raises back up, steps out of his pants and lays on the bed. “Get on the bed in between my legs and suck me slut,” He orders. I kneel on the bed in between his legs and take his tip into my mouth. I swirl my tongue …

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Anyone Home

“Anyone home.” Not that I was expecting there to be anyone home at this time on a Friday I suppose it was just a habit. I scooted upstairs, It was great finishing early on a Friday, the weekend seemed a whole lot longer, mind today’s bus trip seemed to take forever. Why did I taken the number 26 instead of the usual number 22? Not something I plan for the future. It wasn’t a totally wasted journey though, thinking about what might be going on behind the closed chintz curtains and or those oh so fashionable blinds did get me in the mood. The mood… it was also why Friday afternoon alone was good, very good in fact. I felt guilty the first time I did it, but like most things that are portrayed as non-conventional there is that risqué element you just might be caught. Not the first time but certainly for a few times after it heightened the thrill. In case you are wondering what I mean, I’m taking about masturbation, wanking or solo sex. The chance to rub, stroke and poke myself to an orgasm whilst thinking about someone or something rubbing, stroking or poking me. It’s become a bit of ritual now, straight upstairs to my room, lock the door, close the curtains, and undress to my frillies before placing a folded fluffy towel on the arm of the chair. I suppose I should explain this last bit or you would have me down as certifiable I would think. It all came about one morning after a shower, I was feeling a little naughty, been without it for a while so my box was ticking. I had …

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Dirty Throb

(Nope, there is no sequel, sorry). Nuh uh, the only character development you’ll find occurs between you and the words on this page… right now. This is different. You're encouraged to do some things you wouldn’t normally do – take a mental journey to places you wouldn’t ordinarily go. Is that all right? Get naked from the waist down, and get the oil. C’mon, let’s go. Walk into jet-black darkness with your arms, your mind (and whatever else you’d like) extended. Give me your hand. It’s a forward motion, but we won’t stroll in a straight line to get to our destination. Hold on. I know you may be tempted to run in the opposite direction. I hear your hard swallows and panted breath. I sense the slight tremble in your legs from facing the unknown. But, just stay with me. Pour some oil in your hand. Here, in pitch-blackness… Four fingers trace a message at the base of your neck. It’s a touch so soft that it sends a wave of possibilities straight to your extensions. Slowly, I write B-R-E-A-T-H-E. Breathe deep for me. That’s it. Apply the oil between your legs. Exhale franticness. Forget about the swig of coffee missing your mouth and drizzling on your shirt at breakfast. Forget about the wet spot quickly forming a thin chocolate outline the shape of the Texas panhandle, prompting you to have to change your entire ensemble. Stop thinking about the desperate search for your keys that made you trip over air, causing you to run instead of walk to your car – the one that made you …

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Waiting For You

I always have to wait for you. Every time, you are late. You're always sorry, but still you're never on time… and I always have to wait. My pussy grows impatient for you. An intense, painful physical longing I had never experienced until I met you. The rush of too much blood to my sex all at once, just at the thought of you. It brings an ache that only you can soothe. The ache gets worse as I put on my stockings. I love to be sexy for you and my clit throbs as I look in the mirror. The soft white flesh of my thighs and that hot sweet spot nestled between them, moist and bare and knickerless, is outlined in stark contrast by the black lines of my suspenders, and the black lace stocking tops. My heart beats harder and the wetness builds inside. It feels molten as it starts to seep out and make my pussy lips so slick and ready for you. My phone beeps with a text message. You’re going to be a little while longer yet. I sigh, and reach for the ruby red nail polish in my make-up bag. I should have enough time to paint my fingernails and let them dry before you get here. As I paint each one with careful strokes, I think about what my hands will soon be doing. Touching you. Teasing you. Playing with you. I shiver with anticipation and the tension in my swollen pussy builds further. I want you so bad. It’s been weeks. I can’t wait much longer. I continue painting my nails with a second coat. My movements are slow and deliberate, just like my hands are going to be when I finally …

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Masters Milk

We laid on the couch spooning watching TV. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “I’m thirsty, Baby.” She moaned softly and slowly rolled over on her back with a smile on her face. I lifted her tank top exposing her full, hard breasts. I groaned as I saw her hard nipple pushing hard against the fabric of her maternity bra. I reached up and unfastened the cup and folded it down. I groaned as I saw her hard nipple right before me just waiting to be sucked. I reached over and unhooked her other cup and folded it down so I could see her other hard nipple as I sucked the left one first. I leaned down and started to suckle the milk from her hard full breast. She moaned softly as I drank the milk from her breast and reached over, softly pinched her other nipple and watched as the milk trickled from it. Her body started to quiver as I drank the milk from her breast. Her back arched and pushed her breasts toward me. Her hips started lifting slowly up and down. The deep sensual moans coming from deep inside her told me she was very aroused. “Rub your pussy for me, Baby,” I said softly. “Yes, Master,” she moaned. I watched her slide her hand down her body and under the waist band of her shorts. My cock was so hard and pressed against her thigh as I suckled her and watched her hand move beneath her shorts. I pressed my hard cock against her thigh and she pushed back on it. I growled with her breast in my mouth. I slid my hand down and slipped it under her shorts and started to …

Flash Erotica

Jimmys Whore

Fuck! You didn’t tell me there’d be that many people watching. So much for, “we’re only half-full tonight.” What the hell have I agreed to? Okay, I look the part and I can dance, but I’ve never performed burlesque. I barely know the routine and I’m not sure I possess the confidence to pull it off. What if they don’t like me? “Make it up if you forget the steps. Think sex. Pick someone in the audience and mentally seduce them.” That was Jess’ advice. Maybe that works for her but she’s been dancing at Jimmy’s Place for years. She knows how to tease the audience, every trick to tantalise…but me ? I’ve watched the dancers perform, I sort of know what to do, but I’m scared. “You could always imagine pleasing Jimmy out there on stage. I know that turns you on.” She had to mention your name, didn’t she? And she said it with a smirk on her face. Yes, Jess knows I’ll do anything for you. The thought of your hands touching my body, your tongue greedily lapping the juices from my dripping sex… “Psst…Janine, are you ready?” Am I ready for this? I don’t know. *** Jimmy’s a shit. I knew his reputation and vowed not to fall for his devilish charisma. All the girls wanted him, but not me. I was different. I needed Jimmy’s Place for money, cash to pay for my dance shoes and classes. I didn’t need Jimmy’s favour, didn’t want to join his harem of sluts dancing provocatively on his stage. I went to Jimmy’s Place to secure bar work, nothing more. I’d be scantily dressed, my tits and ass …

Flash Erotica

Flash Fairytales: Mirrors Magic

“Mirror, mirror…” A slow, clear voice intoned. A swirl of green light emerged in the centre of the mirror’s gleaming frame. It surged forth, raging like a storm. Two long shadows across the cold stone walls and floor as a theatre mask appeared through a thick, cloudy vapour. A black, high-backed chair – decorated with intricate, gothic patterns – shimmered in the strange light. Clutching the chair’s curved arm was the pale, bony hand of the speaker. She stood, shrouded in a floor-length dress and hood of the deepest black, topped with a shining golden crown. The delicate lace glittered in the half-light which cast her pale skin in an unsettling green hue. The mask spoke, echoing through the room. The back of her neck prickled. “What is that which the Queen wishes to be seen?” “Show me the ‘fairest’ in the land.” Her face seemed to sneer. The mask faded back to vapour. Another image emerged and a girl appeared in the glass. Her skin was as white as virgin snow, with hair as black as ebony. Her perfect lips were pursed, as though whistling, though no sound was heard. The Queen watched the girl bend and run her fingers through a pool of clear water. The only sound in the room was the drumming of the Queen’s long fingernails on the carved wooden chair. With a glance around her, the girl sat down on a smooth, polished rock. She kicked off her shoes and delicately peeled the stockings down her legs. She stood and deftly pulled the zip in the back of her pale blue and white dress. …

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