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Dual Desires

by eroticbr on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Your lips smear red lipstick down my rock hard swollen shaft, your French manicured nails rest against my tightened thighs squeezing gently as you graciously slide me in and out of your warm sexy mouth. Your smooth hair flows down your satin blouse as you please my cock. You grab hold at the base of my shaved cock with your fist and lick my swollen head with...

Jon & Liz Ch. 01

by jaytee69 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She was my first and last great love and passion. Her name was, (is) Elizabeth. We met when she was 19 and I was 26. We met at a club I worked at that summer. I was a musician and she came into the club one night with a girlfriend to hear the music and dance. I first noticed her near the bar talking to her friend. When I first saw her I felt something I had...

It Took Two Years Ch. 2

by WeJaySal on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Pat sat with her fingers still buried. I moved off the couch and between her legs. Pulling her wet fingers from her wet slit I sucked them and tasted her juices. Glancing up at her I moved closer and my tongue licked the length of her swollen slit. Feeling the nub of her clit I flicked my tongue over it. Her hands grasped my head. "ohhhyesspleaseeeeee... " H...

The Morning After

by mrhoodoo on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Bedsheets strewn aside, thin shafts of morning sunlight filtered through the blinds and streamed over her sensuous curves. Our bodies were nestled together, spooning, as I soaked in the sight and feel of her silky smooth warm skin against me. My senses slowly aroused, feeling the soft warmth of the back of her thighs and firm ass pressed against my awakening...

Retreat Pt. 01

by _brent_123 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'd set the cruise control but it didn't matter; I could hardly keep my foot off of the accelerator. Every few minutes I would look down and see the speedometer reading 115 to 120 km/hr, the posted speed limit was 100. Once again I would sigh and pull my foot away from the accelerator letting the needle drop back to an acceptable 105. Was I in a hurry? Y...

An Erotic Recovery

by tantricjim on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is a revision of a story that I submitted several years ago. The story was based on a compilation of letters sent to me by the lady who had lived it. It was a compelling and erotic story of love, hot sex and despair. Her recovery from despair had been affected in an unusual manner. * I met Lorraine online some years ago. At the time I was searching f...

My Dream of What Could Have Been Ch. 02

by NeedYou on Sep 2, 2017
First Time

TJ's body was so soft and her skin milky white with hint of any tan lines. It had been a long time since she was in the sun. Her breasts were exquisite. Not huge but a good had full with nipples made for sucking. I cupped each breast again in my hands. Oh God how nice they felt. I held them feeling their firmness and soft roundness as her nipples pressed int...

Scent of a Woman

by Capitalist28 on Oct 30, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Ripe with the scents of spring, the May breezes always made Annie feel more awake, more daring, more alive. This morning after she'd showered she had dressed in a long spring dress, without any underwear. The rest of the year it wouldn't occur to her to leave the house without panties, but on this spring day she wanted the breeze to reach as much of her skin...

Meeting Alyssa

by Dick_Bigger on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

After I let myself in, I stealthily made my way into her bedroom, expecting to find her still sleeping. I glanced to see Alyssa reclining on her bed peacefully, lying on her side, presenting me with a delightful view of her superb ass. Although there were no lights on, the early morning sun was spreading out over her bed through the horizontal blinds. She ha...

In the Bookstore

by wishful1 on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Usually I go into the bookstore down the block around three-thirty to four o'clock on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, and then sometimes again from around nine until a little after noon on Saturdays. It's a quiet place. The owner, Anson Martin, greets me and keeps me up to date on new literature in my field, which is medieval history. He's usually there on...