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She asks to him to stroke her to climax.

‘Just touch me sweet lover – please – just touch me… ‘

You whispered, as we lay – side-by-side, replete, sated, satisfied. Our longing and lust diminished but our bodies, voluptuously, lazily remembering the sensuous, urgent driving of our desires as we had so recently feasted on each other’s needs and appetites. Gorging on our erotic responses to each other – urging each other on to greater erotic heights. Now our passions smoldered, dormant yet waiting to be rekindled with new and even greater vigor.

Masturbation in the shower.

This had been the day from hell. Everything that could do wrong, did. I just wanted this day to be soooo over. I came in the back door, stepping out of those murderous high heels, padding through the house in my stocking feet to my bedroom. I closed the door quietly behind me and stepped out of my skirt and pulled my sweater over my head. I sank down on the bed still wearing my thigh high stockings, panties and bra and laid back to relax, feeling some of the day’s tension start to loosen.

I ran my hands down my thighs, liking the silky feeling of the stockings against my legs and the palms of my hands. No wonder men find stockings so erotic, that felt very nice. My hand traveled upward and traced the outline of my pussy through the panties. MMMMMM, immediately I felt my clit start to swell and push against the panties. My nipples began to harden too and rub against the bra. I can see right now what I need and that I’m wearing way too many clothes. I pull off my panties and bra and sit up on the bed to peel off the stockings.

She discovers two toys are better than one.

Lying on my bed, I watched my soft tits rise and fall abruptly as I breathed heavily… the visual remnants from my previous mind blowing anal orgasm. Amazingly, my clit was still swollen, unsatisfied and aching. Still, I was too stunned and content to move and my mind started to wander.

Recently I was shopping at Macy’s and stumbled across a huge sale in the hosiery department. Checking out all the different displays, I found a 75% clearance bin, just my kind of sale! Ecstatic, I started rummaging through the bin and came across both hot pink and electric blue fishnet stockings. Secretly, I always had a thing for fishnets. I found them to be sexy and quite naughty at the same time. Thinking back, I realized I had only worn them about once or twice in my life, as a part of a Halloween costume. Since both pairs were only $4 each, I figured what the hell and bought them.

Best buddy, jackoff buddy, woman.

It’s odd how people bond sometimes. I am a man rapidly approaching middle age and my best friend for the last ten years or so has been a lesbian. I am nearly fifteen years older than she, only seven years younger than her father.

That I was her best friend there was no doubt as it was me she called at three AM on a Saturday morning to come bail her out of jail. Her former lovers new girlfriend had taunted Helen at a bar causing her to do considerable damage to the new girlfriend, and minor damage to a bouncer. Not that Helen was a formidable specimen, she was small of stature and weight. But she was a redhead.

Waiting for her lover, her thoughts turn inward.

Sparks shoot up from the golden flames as a log shifts on the pile, the flames hungrily licking at the newly exposed piece, the woman curled on the rug before the fireplace jumping slightly at the sudden noise in an otherwise silent room, her thoughts briefly interrupted as she glances at the fire.

Stretching her legs slightly she eases herself down onto the rich soft fur beneath her, sighing softly as it gently tickles against her warm flesh. Turning onto her side, arm bent at her elbow as she rests her head in the palm of her hand, she gazes at the crackling flames as her mind drifts off once more. Lashes dropping to rest against flushed cheeks as her eyes turn inwards, she sees only her lover, her thoughts racing back to the last time she was in his arms.

She explores the depths of her cute ass.

Well tonight I had gotten home from visiting a few friend’s from down the way, it was still cold out but with no snow. You know that cold wet and dreary weather, just cold enough to make me feel miserable as I had made the mistake of wearing my spring leather coat. An hour ago I had ran out of smokes and well was fairly glad to be back in my nice and warm apartment, I got myself a glass of mead wine and sat at my computer opening up a fresh pack of cigarettes.

By the time I opened them and lit one up I found myself searching on Lit erotica, as I sat and read a few stories smoked a few cigarettes and sipped my glass of mead, I started thinking about writing another story. And well I have quite a few in my head that I could just throw down here and submit, but I like to be satisfied with what I submit and it has to personally turn me on as well. Well the more I read the more wet I was starting to become, quite frankly I am not sure weather it was my loneliness or the mead, perhaps the fact I was reading story’s from here!

A remote vibrator, dinner, & an awards banquet.

“For Cecilia”

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I arrive promptly at 6 to pick you up for a nice evening dining out and attending your office Christmas party. You greet me at the door and I am in awe of the sexuality and beauty you radiate. We embrace and kiss passionately at the door, your hands traveling down my back and grasping my buttocks and drawing our sexes together.

As my hands travel up to cup your large breasts, I realize that you are not wearing a bra tonight, as your nipples harden and press into my palms I tweak them playfully as you pull away, turning and heading to continue getting ready for our evening.

He remembers your cyber encounter.

I step through the door into my bedroom, turning on the light and immediately pulling my brown t-shirt over my head. Tossing it to the floor, I reach down and remove my brown biker boots, setting them in my closet before undoing my belt and tossing it aside as well. My faded, torn jeans quickly follow suit, landing in a pile on the floor and leaving me standing in the room in nothing but a skimpy, skin-tight pair of black bikini briefs.

Briefs made even tighter by the large, throbbing bulge in the front.

Kristen gets some time with her sister’s toy.

Today was the day. I finally had some privacy to go looking for it again. Katie and Giles had been home for a week from college, and its been great, don’t get me wrong, but please. When they’re around they want to do family stuff until one of their old friends calls and then they’re off. But that’s always at night when my parents are all around and let’s face it, a girl likes some privacy every now and again.

I saw it last week when I was looking for Christmas decorations in Katie’s closet upstairs. It seems like only the baby of the family cares any more, and I’m eighteen already! It’s not my fault they’ve done it more times than me! Katie had just gotten home and unpacked and was too tired to go looking through her own closet, so there I was climbing up the little shelves at the back to see what was on the big shelves wrapping around the top of the closet. And there it was lying against the back wall on the top shelf. A giant white cock.

Slight bondage and toys.

“Why don’t you sit in the rocker? It is comfortable and you can watch TV for a while.”

You are watching tv with your feet propped up on the hope chest. You look up and are a little disappointed to see me in my fuzzy robe with the purple teddy bears on it.

I walk over in front of you and sit down on your lap and wrap my arms around your neck and start kissing you with long slow kisses, sucking your bottom lip between mine. Your hand starts to move to the zipper on my robe but I stop you.