Just Moved In (Oh Yes! Short Stories) NSFW #1

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Just Moved In

I was exhausted from a full day of moving and unpacking. Once everyone left, I found my bubble bath and soaked in the hottest water I could stand. There was so much to do tomorrow, and I needed some sleep. I haven’t even met any of my neighbours yet. I went to my new bedroom and was glad I had the forethought to unpack and set it up earlier. Most of it. I only dug out my necessities, put the bed together and put sheets on it. I dropped my towel and pumped a soft floral scented moisturizer into my hand as I always do after a near scalding bath. I put my foot up on the bed and covered the leg and then the other. I smoothed it over my backside and stomach. My arms shoulders and neck followed. I always saved my breasts for last. They got some extra attention because after the hot bath I was often left feeling a little randy.

I wasn’t necessarily the thinnest woman, but I’m fit and still firm. Gravity hasn’t gotten me yet. With no hurry, my warm slick hands pressed and rubbed the soft flesh in a synchronized dance. I reached over to get more moisturizer and dabbed the cold to my nipples. The shock of cold did precisely what I’d hoped, and they tingled as they tightened. I would linger here, on my nipples; I loved to make sure they stayed soft to touch even when pebbled with desire. The silky moisturizer magnified the sensation of my slippery fingers as they spiralled around the areola outward than in and back out. I smiled at the pull of need between my legs that tugged with each gentle pinch I applied to the puckered buds.

I looked around as I contemplated what box my pyjamas were in and realized that I hadn’t put up the curtains yet. My eyes widened. I must be tired because that is not a small thing to forget or not notice.  The apartment across from mine, not more than twenty feet away was another window. A man, an unfortunately good-looking man stood with his mouth open and watching me.

I squealed, grabbed my towel and shut off the small lamp. I peeked out the window to see the man smile and adjust his swollen bulge. Oh, I turned him on. That was exciting, and my lady-bits tingled to let me know they agreed.

“What if he’s married? Or a pervert?” He was watching I thought as my embarrassment rushed my body anew. “Can you really blame him?” I muttered as my cheeks burned.

Great now I’m talking to myself. I did put on a show. “I wonder how much he saw?” I peeked again, and he was still in his room and undressing. His blinds are wide open.

“Oh, my,” My breath came out in a hot soft rush.

Despite my embarrassment, I watched secretly as he undressed and exposed the evidence that he definitely saw enough of me to be utterly turned on. The side profile of a fully erect man is a hot button for me. His hard, proud flesh bobbed as he turned and walked toward his window. He couldn’t see me. I blinked as he smiled, winked and closed his blinds. Did he think I was watching? Did he want me to look too? Maybe he was playing fair or trying to ease my humiliation. I liked that idea.

Those thoughts replayed in my mind as I crawled into my bed naked. My hands roamed as I fell asleep wondering if my stimulating neighbour across the way was touching himself because of me.

I woke aroused, and for some reason, I couldn’t relieve the tension no matter what I tried. My mind was blocking my efforts. Frustrated I got up and dressed. I had a lot of work to do anyway. I glanced at the window, “Including hanging up the curtains.” Part of me didn’t want to and that naughty imp within walked away from the curtains to find other things to do.

I moved here to get away from exes that all seemed to settle down and are unfathomably happy. It sounds terrible, but when you live in a small city, you’re bound to run into ex-boyfriends or men that you date for a bit that just don’t evolve to more than dates. I’m an incurable romantic, and they were not. Well not for me I suppose. They unquestionably found enough romance in them to find wives and fiancées. Didn’t matter, new job, fantastic apartment… I glanced at the window. I also have a hot as hell neighbour across the way.

I rubbed my breasts, as they were aching and tingly. “It must be exhaustion.” The lie was easy to say and hear. The truth was I wasn’t tired I’m just horny. My mind kept wandering to my bedroom and the innocently mischievous events last night. Would he be there again? Did I want him to be? The idea was insane and yet… I need a distraction.

I did my dishes, phoned my parents and friends assuring them I was fine and enjoying the time sorting out my belongings. I glanced at the TV. My cable wasn’t hooked up yet nor my internet. The dammed person was supposed to come today but didn’t. I had DVD’s, but that wasn’t what I wanted to do.

My feet took me down the hall on their own volition. I stepped into my bedroom. The curtains sitting folded ready to be put up. There was no logical reason not to.

“I’m such a perve,” I went over to the window, moved off to the side and let my eyes cross the gap. He was there sitting at a desk on a computer. He glanced over and then back at his screen.

“Huh,” I waited and thumbed my nipple over my shirt. “I really am a perve.”

I quieted my hands, and he glanced over again then back at his computer. He was my age, and I wondered if he was married or taken or…

“ugh.” I grabbed the curtains and the step stool and climbed up to attach them to the frame. I had them half up and glanced across the way. He was leaning his elbows on his window ledge his chin resting in his hands. No ring, I could see that much. He smiled gave a small wave. I realized I was stretched to my max and he had a great view of my abdomen, and I glanced down, and the top of my black panties. My pants had shifted down my hips as I reached up. I stepped back alarmed that I’d done it again.

I saw him laugh at my shocked face. He stepped up and stretched. His pants were pushed out, and he was fabulously hard against them.

The tingle between my legs spread like wildfire. I giggled at his antics copying me and showing me that I was teasing him. I looked to see if any other apartments had this view. The one below him and above could if they looked. They were dark, and the blinds were drawn.

He pulled off his shirt and waited. He was an excellent looking man. And judging by the fragrant wet in my pants my body agreed. This was so weird. He made a begging gesture and grinned.

“Damn you’re hot,” I muttered. “I must be insane.” I pulled my shirt off, and he gave me a thumbs up. “What are you sixteen?” He didn’t look sixteen, he had to be mid-thirties at least. Is he this lonely? Who was I to judge that? I’m lonely in this vast, strange city. This was better than porn, which I didn’t have access to anyway.

“I wonder.” I slipped my bra off, and he froze. “Yup, better than porn,” I breathed deeply as I throbbed and I wiggled and swayed my hips to the non-existent gentle music. His hand went below the windowsill, and I ran my hands over my breasts.

“Oh come on be fair.” I knew he couldn’t hear me nor really make out what I’m saying. But he backed up enough, and he was naked, just as he was the night before.

I Clenched up and panted. “Holy shit this is fun.”

I have never done anything so risqué in my life. He slipped his hand over himself, and I froze in place. I watched as he stroked and backed up so I could appreciate his show.

My hand slid between my legs, and I stroked as he did. He doubled over, and I rubbed faster bringing myself. I ran to turn off my light. He was gone. I’d finish the curtains tomorrow.

…I put the curtains up first thing in the morning. After a good night sleep, I was embarrassed with what I’d done. As the day went by and the cable person came and went my mind started wandering out the window again. It was so surreal. The kind of thing you see in movies or read in erotic books. Not something you actually do.

“And yet…” I shook my head.

My raging hormones reminded me that I had a more profound itch to scratch. There was no way I would or could do anything about it. By the time the sun fully set, I was a mess. I couldn’t sit, I couldn’t focus, and I paced my living room. That really didn’t help matters. I had to change my underwear twice after intense moments of remembering how hot it was to watch a stranger masturbate while fingering myself.

I sighed heavily and went to my bedroom. I’m a glutton for perverse punishment. Would he be there? I peeked and saw him look my way and pace his room. He was wearing only a towel, a tented towel and I was instantly wet from the sight. Make that three pairs of panties. He looked over again as he paced. His posture was how I felt, uncertain, embarrassed and unable to walk away.

The moan that escaped my lips startled myself. I was rubbing my breasts. “What?” I moved the curtain aside, and he stopped pacing and moved to the window. He looked unsure and ran his hands through his hair. Rubbing his face vigorously he turned and came back holding up a piece of paper. Apt. 362.

“Oh, my,” My brain and body were not on the same page. I clenched and ached as my mind screamed No. He’s a stranger! He took the sign down when I closed the curtain.  I paced my room and rubbed my hands on my hips. The need was too much, everything tingled, throbbed and ached. This was new. I’ve never been this horny before. I wanted to. I really, really wanted to go over.

I grabbed my phone and sent my best friend a text. I sent her his apartment number and street address with the message if I don’t text her back in three hours to call me or the police. Her response was a ‘LOL have fun.’ She wasn’t stupid and knew what I’d been up to.

I changed my damp panties and freshened up. I put on a simple dress that didn’t require a bra, slipped my shoes on and let my hormones take me next door. Each step was a battle between need and my conscience. I pressed his call button, and he buzzed me in. I suppose having a raging hard-on would hamper any gallant attempts to come meet me at the door.

“Am I really doing this?” I stepped off the elevator and walked down the hall letting that deep pressing need within pull me toward potential. I stopped in front of the door, and with a trembling hand, I reached out and knocked.

He opened the door and grinned. He was still wearing only a towel and happy to see me.

“Um, I’m Jess.”

“Hi, I’m George,” He held out his hand and the instant I touched his skin, my body lit up like the fourth of July. Okay, I was going to do this. He pulled me in and slipped his hand behind my head. His kiss was much better than the tremor causing handshake. Make that four pairs of panties, only I didn’t pack a spare to change into.

“I’m not married, I’m not a creep, I have never ever done this before and damn woman you are hot as fuck. I had to take a chance.”

I blinked at his statement. He turned and pulled me deeper into his apartment. He handed me a glass of white wine.

“Thank you.” I didn’t mean to down it in one long gulp. “Well since I’m here I guess I can’t say I’m not a slut, but ditto on the hot as fuck part for you that is.” I eyed his trim form. Not bulky or overly muscular, just fit, really perfectly fit, lick-ably fit.

“There is nothing about you that advertises slutty, which makes this all the more exciting.” He took my empty glass and pressed me against the wall his erection pressing into my thigh. “Have you ever fucked a stranger before?”

I shook my head no as his hands pulled my dress over my head. He eyed my breasts and gently eased his hands over them.

“Me neither.” His mouth went to my earlobe, and he sucked.


“I have condoms, and I won’t hurt you, quite the opposite actually.” His mouth trailed down my neck.

“I want to, I’m just nervous.”

The wine mixed nicely with my raging hormones. I was in for the lot and if he got to touch, so did I. My hands skirted over his skin down his chest and bumped into the towel. As his mouth found mine, I pulled the bath towel free. My hands had a goal, and they found what they wanted. Hot, smooth and hard like flesh-covered metal. He moaned into my mouth as I memorized each vein, ridge and curve of his dribbling cock. It was a strange thought to think of my fingers as happy, but that is what it was like. They were happy to touch him, feel him and give him pleasure. His hands slipped down over my hips and pushed my panties down. He stopped to look at me and saw how wet they were.

“I suppose I really want you.”

“That is the sexiest compliment I’ve ever had.”

“What can I say?” I shrugged and stepped out of them as my thumb rubbed his glistening tip.

My tongue felt caged and as if it needed to dart out to lick and taste what my hands were greedily possessing. There was no point being coy now. George lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Instead of a cock, my tongue got to play with his as we began kissing. A tenderness lay beneath the hunger our mouths tried to sate. His erection pressed sensually against my ass as he walked the short distance to his bedroom. The entire time we kissed wildly as I’ve never done. Part of me has always held back for fear of embarrassment. That should be the case now, only it wasn’t. He set me down and went to his bedside table. In what had to be record time he had the condom on and was pressing into me. I eagerly lifted my hips to take him in.

“Oh Yes!” I said sounding like a sex kitten, and that turned me on.

I whimpered as he stretched me. Porn has nothing on this, I thought as I felt the soft tip I’d caressed moments ago bump gently at the back of my burrow. I loved that feeling and knowing he was entirely in and just touching my deepest parts meant we fit. George went back to my mouth as he pulled out and thrust back in. I vibrated with pleasure.

Our bodies radiated heat, and our skin began to glean with perspiration. Neither of us seemed willing to give up kissing which meant our breath came in sexy snorts that to me, sounded lusty. I wanted to ride him, but my body wanted to stay put. On the instroke, as he filled me with his cock I moaned involuntarily. On the outstroke, I clawed at his back and pushed with my feet to make sure he’d come back in. That moment arrived when breathing became more important than feeling his lips and tongue on my own. When we were huffing and panting too rapid for our noses to compensate.

“You,” George said as he filled me again, “are,” he pulled out, “beautiful.”

Words? He amazed me that he not only had access to them but also could use them. I whimpered, moaned and arched my hips to meet his powerful thrusts.

Each stroke built the pressure up until I couldn’t stand it. I grit my teeth as I peaked. I cried out as my waves of pleasure rushed my body.

“Holy shit,” I gasped as he collapsed on me. Yay, words! Not the most lady-like ones, but take them or leave them, it’s how I felt.

“Right?” He rolled off and disappeared into the bathroom.

I sat up unsure what to do now. My clothes were… In the hall, I think. Perhaps the kitchen floor. By the door? I wasn’t sure. The recollection of them coming off and I wasn’t aware of where I stood made my cheeks flush. George came back grinning. He really was good looking, but still a stranger despite what we just did.

“So here’s my offer.” He began as he leered at my naked flushed body. “Stay, have some more wine, tell me a bit about yourself and I’ll do the same. I’ll play with your hot sexy body and make you come. Once I’m good to go, we’ll fuck again.”

“That’s a very tempting offer.” I was already going to say yes.

“Do you have any STD’s?” George said as he ran his hands up my legs.

I shook my head. “No. You?”

“Nope. Aside from you Jess, I’m really a very good boy.”

“I can’t believe how much you turn me on. I don’t even know you.”

“My offer still stands.” He leaned close to me, nose to nose. “I’m really good at cunnilingus.”

If I were wearing panties, it would be pair number five.

“Really, very good at it,” His words were hot enough to make me gasp. “Better yet, how about I make you come now, then we have some wine and talk, I make you come again, and then we fuck?”

I smiled. “If you insist, but I’ve never had an orgasm by oral before.”

“That,” he ran his hands over my thighs spreading them, “is about to change.”

As George lowered his face between my legs, I gulped. Without hesitation, he expertly licked and sucked. That was how I met my first neighbour, enjoyed my first oral orgasm from the man who became my first and only husband.

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Grace Part 2 – What Are The Odds? (Sexy Saturday Serial) NSFW

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Grace Part 2 – What Are The Odds?

I kept my secret encounter with the stranger in the expensive suit to myself. I should be ashamed given my shyness with sex, but I wasn’t. In fact, every time I thought about what I did two days ago, I craved another go.

“You okay Grace?” Tammy asked as she sipped her coffee. “You look flushed.”

Tammy had missed girl’s night, but planned to go this Friday for sure. That thought made me think about the book. She knew all about it and had filled her ‘wish’ out on Sunday so she wasn’t left out9.

“Yeah, too much caffeine I guess.” I stood. “I’ll be back.”

I went toward the restrooms to splash cold water on my face. A man came rushing by with a tray of coffee and knocked me back. I stumbled back, went through a partially open door, dropped my phone and nearly fell on my ass.

“Woah.” A deep voice said as I was caught in strong arms.

I looked up at the face of my savior and squeaked out, “Thanks.” As he stood me upright the thrill of his hands on my arms set my panties on fire.

His amber eyes held me captive as a smile spread across his sexy face. With a slight tilt to his light blonde head, he peered down my tight shirt and I wanted him to. Hell in that moment I wanted him to touch me again. What has come over me? I thought of the book and wondered. I glanced around the small office to see if we were alone. I bent at the waist to pick up my phone and his hands went to my hips.

Interesting. I waited as the pulse between my legs forced me to widen my stance just a little.

“Yes?” He said and slid a hand up my inner thigh.

What are the odds? I sucked my breath in and uttered a reply, the only one my body wanted.


“Can you touch your ankles?” he asked.

I could do better. I widened my stance and placed my hands flat on the floor. Yay for yoga and Pilates.

“Very nice, stay just like that.”

I looked back as he pulled his firm rod through the open fly of his pants and quickly rolled a condom on. My skirt was lifted and my panties shifted to the side. He spread me and invaded me slowly. The thick feel of him filling me wasn’t enough. I needed him to thrust and I wanted to push back.

With hands on my ass, he caressed my cheeks as he slammed into me at a steady pace. I could hear voices outside the office and so I muffled my cries as he pounded pleasure into me. I felt the tightening that I craved and clenched hard as the orgasm took hold and filled me fast. I don’t even know when he finished but when I felt him pull out, the glow of pleasure was settling through me. I don’t know why but I sensed the need to stay quiet. It’s not what I would normally do. I tend to ramble after sex. Hell, I ramble before it too. I was behaving completely opposite of how I would normally behave.

It was exciting and unusual. I didn’t know if ‘the tell no one’ meant my friends too so I didn’t. I wanted to see what happened next. Would there be a number three? Without a word, he left the office and after I straightened up I left too. I returned to Tammy and sat.

“Better?” She asked.

“Infinitely,” I smiled into my mug as I glanced around.

Amber eyes was nowhere to be seen.

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Grace Part 1 – It’s Just Fun (Sexy Saturday Serial) NSFW

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Grace Part 1 – It’s Just Fun 

I sipped my fifth glass of wine, two past my usual limit. Girl talk has gotten a bit brazen and lewd. The giggles and laughter were dizzying.

“Okay, Grace your turn.” Melissa handed me the strange book. “In order write your lucky number, position, and M or F.”

“Why are we doing this?” I asked taking the book and pen.

“The woman at the shop said it would lead us to true happiness and love. It’s just fun.” Carol said as she snickered.

I was the last to participate. I looked at the options listed at the top of the page we were writing on. It seemed sexual not romantic. I tugged at my long brown hair as I hesitated. The others had picked their number between one and five and all chose five. I wrote 3. They all had chosen back, knees and couch, I wrote bent over. Why not? It was just silly fun. I squinted my light brown eyes at the book and wrote the letter M. Leesha had written W and Melissa and I an M.

I don’t know if I’ve ever been close to real love. True happiness has always been just out of reach. Sure I’m happy but I’m incomplete. It’s horrible to think or feel that way but that’s just how it is for me.

Melissa took the book from me and closed it. “See you all next week. Tammy will fill hers in tomorrow.”

“You’re serious about this?” I slurred my words a little.

“Uh Yeah, Grace, why the hell not? It’s just good fun and a reason to get together once a week. Remember the rules.”

She was right it was fun to think a book will lead us to love. The rules were simple. Tell no one anything. Easy, it seemed too silly anyway. If we say no the magic ends until the next time we write our ‘wish’ down. The strangest one was to speak only if they start it.

When I woke the next day hungover, I laughed at myself for being so silly. By Monday I’d forgotten the book altogether. That afternoon I was dragged to a lunch meeting with the boss and some clients. I was good with the numbers and had wooed them easily. I needed to check in with George my co-worker; he was supposed to submit the numbers today and seemed frazzled.

“Excuse me,” I said as I got up to find a place to make a phone call.

The clients lacked humor and while easy to entertain, they were dreadfully boring. I kept imagining them with hard-ons and while that’s normally funny for me, I was feeling a bit too aroused. I’d never taint work like that but damn, I was randy today.

I smiled as I walked toward the restrooms. There was a man with light brown hair in an expensive suit watching me approach. His dark brown eyes locked on my Gray ones. Holy shit he was hot. My rational mind’s voice was yelling at me for thinking inappropriately while my lady bits began to flush with heat and wet. I dropped my eyes.

The man was obviously aroused. I looked back, we were alone and then the man opened a door to what looked like a private dining room.

I stepped inside, looked down at the empty table and he moved closer. Normally this is where I would freak out but I didn’t want to. All I wanted right now was for him to touch me.

His hands rested on my thighs, slid up taking my skirt with them. I began throbbing between my legs. He hadn’t said anything yet so I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t feel like I was in danger at all.

“Yes?” The man asked holding out a condom.

“Yes,” I replied.

What the hell? It was as if I’ve been possessed. Never in all my years have I submitted to stranger sex like this. Hell, I’m not even a one-night stand kind of woman. I leaned over and held onto the edge of the table. I needed him inside me and there was no backing out now. He pulled my silk panties to the side. The moment he grabbed my firm ass and his tip touched my opening I became desperate. I pushed back engulfing him fast.

He moved me forward so I was laying on the table, my head turned and he held me down. This should be freaky but it was a turn on. He was in charge and could hurt me and yet he was gentle. His thrusts came faster stirring my orgasm close.

“Yes!” I cried out as he grunted and held me down.

The slick sound of our sex and the slap of his body against mine caused a tightening deep inside me.

“Yes, oh yes, yes yes!” I closed my eyes and let the pleasure take over.

With every successional thrust, my orgasm surged until he pressed hard and jerked inside me. After a moment, he pulled out tucked himself away and left before I stood up. I felt amazing, light and good.

I was surprised that I didn’t feel shame or anything negative.


I made my way back to the table and the man was nowhere to be seen.

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A Naughty Website (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #60

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It’s perverted, it’s wrong, it’s a sin. I’ve heard it all and more. I started researching for a church volunteer project and accidentally found a rather naughty website. Since then I’ve been hooked. I just don’t see how something that makes me feel so good can be bad.

I love masturbating, anyone that says they don’t is lying. Earlier today while at work and bored beyond tears I had an idea. Once I got hold of it, it stuck and couldn’t be shaken. I went home, glad that I lived alone, and became giddy and over stimulated just from the idea. I took a shower, groomed and went to my bedroom.

I put on some jazzy instrumental Christmas music, sat naked on my bed and looked at my tablet. The tingle and tightening inside my pussy made my mind up. I carefully set the tablet against the wall and reversed the camera. I moved it around until my face was out of view and settled on my floor. Tapping record I sat back and began playing with my breasts. I could see myself and as I pinched my nipples I spread my legs.

I looked sexy and horny. Slowly I lowered one hand with red and white striped candy cane nails knowing this was wrong and yet oh so perfectly right. Leaning against my bed I gently skimmed my fingers over my southern lips. My northern ones parted with a soft ‘puh‘ and a sexy groan.

My body revved up with vibrations of need and my fingers moved over and through my flushed folds. They became shiny quickly and I forgot the camera. I closed my eyes and slipped my ring finger and middle into my aching hole.

With another soft groan I began fingering myself with one hand and gripping my breast hard with the other. In and out my fingers dove and retreated repeatedly. It felt amazing and as I became more wet I dropped my other hand to my clit and began a fast hard rub.

Lost in the need for release I pummeled my g spot with my fingers and rubbed my clit. I couldn’t have opened my eyes if I had to at this point.

“Oh, oh, oh, yes!”

My body tensed, my toes curled, I finally remembered the camera and I spread my folds to show it my clenching pulsing pussy. Once I tempered, I stopped recording. I watched the video at least three times to make sure there wasn’t any glimpse of my face and incidentally masturbated again as a result.

I laid on my stomach on my bed after uploading the video to my laptop. My finger hovered over the download button on that rather naughty website and I became so horny I had to do it. I tapped the mouse pad and the arrow clicked the button. Within twenty minutes it had forty likes, eight comments and one video response.

“Interesting.” I said and read the caption. “You did this.” I read it aloud.

The image was a man with a little Santa hat over his hard on. I clicked the video. The hand moved the hat away from the sexy glistening prize and began stroking his raging hard on with my video playing in the background. I watched and fingered myself again as he coated his stomach with white sticky cum. I got out my vibrator to enjoy an evening of comments, video responses and self imposed orgasms.

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Double Trouble (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #58

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Double Trouble.

My boyfriend Carlo just asked me to let his best friend Jim watch us have sex. Carlo and I have been together for two years. The sex is amazing and I’ve become more open and adventurous because of him. He sat looking at me with his dark puppy dog eyes and a raging hard on. I can’t say no to either. While Carlo is average height and built like a brick wall. Jim is tall, athletic and gorgeous.

“Why do you want him to watch?” I asked.

“Because it’s hot.” Carlos answered.

I looked at Jim with his rather noticeable bulge. “Why do you want to watch?”

“Because it’s hot.” Jim smiled.

I had to admit it was. The idea the actual potential of being watched. I was throbbing just thinking about it. “Okay.” I shrugged. “You’ve seen me naked before.” Very true.

“You’re in charge Natasha.” Carlo pulled me to his lap.

He removed my shirt and started fondling my breasts from behind. Jim’s gleeful look doubled as he shifted in the chair across from us. I stood.

“Get naked.” I said to Carlo and took my jeans and panties off.

Carlo sat back on the couch. I licked the tip of Carlo’s penis and ran my tongue around him as I took him into my mouth.

“Yeah baby suck me.”

I glanced over at Jim and his now very pushed out pants and felt a rush between my legs.

It was then I realized two things. One I wanted Jim to watch and two, I wanted Jim. One of the two I could do. I moved and climbed over Carlo facing Jim.

“Oh yeah that’s perfect.” Carlo said as I lowered over his length. He leaned closer to my ear and whispered. “Why not let him stroke one out?”

I loved the idea. “I think you should get naked and play with yourself Jim. Give us a show too.” I said as I lifted and lowered slowly.

I enjoyed the sensation of being filled and seeing Jim strip naked. I sped up when Jim started stroking his long wide shaft.

“Ride me baby.” Carlo said while pinching my nipples hard.

I locked eyes with Jim as he stroked in tandem to my movements. The orgasm rocked me hard and I doubled over. Carlos moved me to my knees and started pumping from behind.

“She likes to suck cock Jim, ask nicely maybe she will while I fuck her from behind.”

That was not part of the plan. I did like a cock in my mouth and Carlos would never suggest it if he didn’t mean for me to do it.

“Really?” I looked over my shoulder to Carlo.

“Would you do it for me?” Carlo asked slowing his pace. “Please?”

My eyes fluttered with the pleasure of being stroked slow and steady. I’ve never done anything so daring.

“If you want me to I will.” I saw his approval smile, the one that he gave me when I did something right. I looked at Jim. “Well?”

“Will you suck me Natasha?” Jim smiled so sexily I clenched Carlo tight and nodded.

Carlo smacked my ass hard. “Good girl. Open wide.” He said as Jim stood before me.

I put my hands on Jim’s legs and took him in my mouth. The difference was noticeable. Jim was wider and his pre-cum saltier. I know both men are clean, Carlo and I were tested a few weeks ago so I’d let him go bareback and Jim got tested too, as moral support for Carlo who’s terrified of needles. Jim hasn’t had a girlfriend since.

I sucked and licked one cock as another slowly invaded me from behind. It was a huge and unexpected turn on. I opened my mouth wider as my orgasm struck and Jim hit the back of my throat with a groan. I tightened on Carlo as both thrust into me.

“Shit.” Carlo came deep inside me. I pulled my mouth free and gasped for air.

Jim sat on the couch and I looked at him shiny with my saliva.

“Ride him baby?” Carlos asked. “Let me watch you take him in.”

I wasn’t sure about that one. This felt like cheating since I wanted Jim. But is it if my boyfriend asks me to? I’ve always been attracted to Jim but would never had acted on it, I love Carlos with all my heart. This felt right and it also felt planned.

“Only if you want to.” Jim added.

I looked between them. “You’ve been planning this?”

“For weeks.” Carlos kissed me. “Ride him baby.” He guided me toward Jim and lifted my ass over Jim. I was ridiculously turned on by this. Carlo’s cum dripped out of me and over Jims head. Jim grabbed my hips and gently pushed me down. My body cheered for joy and I became more aroused than I’ve ever been in my life.

“This is hotter than I expected.” Carlo said as he reached around to fondle my breasts. “Go on baby cum on that cock.”

“She does clench a lot.” Jim said between moans.

“Incredible right?” Carlo asked.

Their banter told me more than I needed to know and it was arousing. The pressure built and I ground into Jim hard as my pussy rippled around him.

“Sweet mother of…” Jim panted.

“She’s almost there.” Carlo pushed me to lean against Jim.

I heard the tell-tale sound of lubricant and knew what was coming. I tightened around Jim as Carlo spread my ass cheeks.

Jim held my ass cheeks apart for Carlos and started thrusting up into me slowly as Carlo pressed against my asshole.

“Oh no.” I panted and tried to relax.

This was one of my deepest and most secret fantasies. Anal stung and hurt if I tensed up. Carlo smacked my ass hard, I relaxed and he pushed himself in slowly.

“What the fu…” The words died on my lips.

I adjusted to Carlo and he started pumping. Both men moaned and groaned as they filled me. Not everyone likes Anal. I didn’t at first and it took a while before I was able to enjoy it right away. There are some days when I crave it and would wish for a second cock to fill my pussy.

I was lost in the sensation of being utterly filled. The pleasure of Jim’s strokes and the intensity of Carlo’s. I realized after a while that the loud cries of pleasure were coming from my mouth. Words would not form as both thrusts brought me to the brink of intense pleasurable madness. Jim’s thrusts up were frantic and fast, Carlo pushed deep and hard. My g-spot was being pleasantly assaulted and I was beside myself with pleasure.

I screamed as my vision went black and my body exploded. The amount of liquid that came out with each sensual burst of ecstasy would have been alarming if I hadn’t squirted before. My friend who squirts said hers never happens in orgasm, and that I’m lucky. I collapsed as my body shook convulsively, Jim came hard and hot inside at the same time Carlo did.

Once we recovered and I was maddeningly empty of hard hot flesh. Carlo picked me up and took me to the shower. Jim came in and they washed me slowly lingering fingers drawing my arousal out again.

“Can Jim play with us again?” Carlo asked with his puppy dog eyes.

“Yes.” I barely managed to get the word out before Jim started kissing me and Carlo’s fingers slipped in to expertly rub my g-spot.

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As You Research (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #55

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As You Research (Quick and Dirty Short Stories)

Your eyes travel across the screen as you read the sexy story. Nobody knows that you read them. You started reading them as research, curiosity and the to help fill need to learn what you innocently never knew. Your eyes take in the words of how the hands caress a cock then it caresses a pussy. 

You feel the flutter of arousal beat its first thrum into your core and shift in the chair. Licking your lips you keep reading about sucked nipples and plunging fingers and your own naked nipples pucker. The flutters become indistinguishable and settle into a deep need between your legs that you shift to part. Heat and the gentle scent of arousal escape as you flick your thumbs over your taught nipples. 

Faster your eyes take in the sexy words of grasping hands and deep hard thrusts as you wiggle your hips. pushing your mound against the cushioned fabric of the towel covered chair you pinch your naked exposed nipples. For a moment your eyes dart from the screen and around the empty dark room. The desirable pulse between your legs urges you to lean back in the chair. 

You read about slippery cocks and slip your hand down to your already naked pussy. With a gentle stroke you slip your middle finger between your wet hot folds as you read about wet blinding orgasms.

Your finger enters your eager hot hole and you draw it out. Shiny in the light of the  computer screen. The woman being fucked from behind was licking another woman in the story as you tentatively part your lips and dart your tongue out to taste of what you’ve never tasted before. 

The rich smell of wet arousal on your finger tastes salty and pleasant and so you envelop the finger with your own mouth and suck. The sudden surge of arousal was undeniable. You dip your fingers back in and suck them again moaning softly. Your left hand rubs and grabs at your breasts as you pant and lap up your own juices. The pressure becomes too much to bear and you shove two fingers deep inside yourself. With one hand pumping and the other rubbing your clit, you pull your legs up spreading wide.  

The urgency curls your toes and the orgasm releases. You attempt to keep stroking but your thighs clamp on your hands and your body jerks with pleasure. When you open your eyes and remove your hands, your shiny fingers make your tongue tingle. You lick and suck them clean as you continue to read about the couple who brought another woman into the mix. It’s what your husband wants and as you study the erotic stories, it becomes your own want.

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Nestor (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #50

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One by one my friends abandoned me. Leaving me on the dance floor to flirt and sexy dance with strangers. One by one they disappeared for quickie anonymous sex or to leave with a stranger for some hot sticky bedroom sex.

One by one I was eventually the last woman standing. I wanted to have sex with someone tonight, maybe I was coming across as desperate or it just wasnt my night. The fun of it waned quickly as i had nobody left to giggle with or duck off to the bar with.

It was late anyway. Last call was announced half an hour ago and if I wanted to beat the taxi rush I needed to go now.

I didn’t beat the rush. I had to wait another hour before I got one to take me home. I paid the driver and started up the walk to the house I was renting along with three of the girls who ditched me. I couldn’t see any candles or any sign they’d come back here.

The glow of a cellphone caught my eye and I turned my head to the neighboring house. An older couple owned the home and their kids were all grown up and long gone.

I looked closer and in the faint glow of the phone I recognized the man from christmas. I remember he was super shy and sweet. Well mannered and covertly stole glances. He had an odd name, one I recalled from a cheesy Christmas Special.

“Nestor?” I said not quite sure it was him.

He looked up and his mouth fell open. I was in a tight micro dress with my breasts nearly hanging out.

“Um, yes…”

“April. I live next door.” I wanted to flirt with him for no reason other than I was horny.

“Ah the renters. My folks say you’re a good lot. not rowdy and you keep the place up.”

I got closer and recalled his awkward charm and handsome face. Good looking but not sexy hot. This was a keeper type not a one night stand type.

“Are you visiting?” I said and crossed my arms to push my breasts out a bit more. I wanted to see if he’d bulge his pants.

“They’ve gone out-of-town for the week, I’m just here to check up on things.”

“You’re sweet to do so Nestor.”

I moved closer drawn to his bashful appeal. He was at least ten years older in his mid thirties. Suddenly I wanted to have sex with him. Badly. He sat there shy and unwilling to make a move.

“Could you do me a favor?” I asked.

“Sure.” He said and rubbed his palms on his jeans.

I propped my foot on his knee, “the buckle on my shoe is too tight. Could you loosen it one notch for me?”

I caught his eyes peering beneath the micro skirt to my wet thong beneath. With shaking fingers and a victorious prominent bulge, he loosened my buckle one notch.

“There you go.” He said.

I didn’t pull my leg way and his hand moved up my ankle to my calf.

“Nestor would you mind removing my thong for me? It’s terribly uncomfortable now.” I set my foot down.


He didn’t object and moved his hands up my thighs. He hooked his fingers over the thin fabric and pulled them down. I stepped out of them.

“I’m so tired from dancing. Perhaps I could sit with you a moment?” I asked and straddled him.

“Oh, um April…” Nestor began.

“You’re not married are you?” I didn’t see a ring.

“No, no nothing like that at all. Very ah… single.”

“Oh good.” I pouted. “Maybe you could make my seat more comfortable. It’s a bit hard.”

I moved back and he undid his jeans. I reached and pulled him free. I was pleasantly surprised at the amount of man in my hands.

“Well with this in the way no wonder I couldn’t get comfortable.”

I reached into the top of my dress and found the condom I’d tucked under the left breast and opened it. I covered him and smiled. “There that’s better.”

“Here hold onto these while I get settled.” I pulled the top of my dress down to expose my pert tits and his hands went to them immediately.

Nestor eagerly fondled and even started sucking on a breast as I lowered over him. He was a good fill and I was glad I decided to seduce him. I began riding him slowly at first and sped up quickly as I rubbed him inside me.

“Oh Nestor you feel amazing.”

“I cant believe this is happening.”

I don’t know why but his shyness was a huge turn on. He started gasping and grunting and I watched his face as he came. I was close enough and kept going until my climax cascaded through me as I ground into him.

I climbed off, covered by breasts and picked up my thong. I dropped the damp fabric into his hands. I picked up his phone and put my number in it.

“Soooo… While you’re here,” I said handing it back. “The next time you get hard text me.”


“Would you rather come into your hand or into my pussy?”

“Should I text you now or wait until you at least get inside your house?”

I grinned. “Let’s go play in the shower then.”

I’ve never seen a man move as fast as Nestor did.


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Possession (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #48

“There’s something maddening about the idea of absolute equality.
Sometimes it doesn’t fit, sometimes it’s out-of-place and gladly so.”
-Cimmerian Sentiment 

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After two hours of preening and perfecting myself for the party, I wanted it all undone. For three hours, I stole glances, touches and whispered promises from him. His tuxedo turned into a candy wrapper in my mind’s eye, one that withheld the most delectable of treats and one that would be opened the moment it could be done.

A laugh at a mundane joke or story lit his face and stretched his smile warms my heart and soul. My eyes glide over his stubble covered jaw to his soft thick hair. His charm and humor hold his audience as he unwittingly steals the show.

His strong hands undo the silk bow of his tie, tugging the ends to dangle and I know he’s done with this party. His dark blue eyes settle on mine and the tick of a smile tugs the corner of his soft full lips.

With a hand sliding around my back to rest on my hip he guides me from the crowded loud room without a word. I say and do nothing but let him lead me up to our hotel room.

“You,” He said with a tone that shivers my core every time, “are mine.”

“Am I?” I reply.

I lick my brightly red-stained lips, back away from him, and turn to face the large sliding glass doors. I smile at his reflection in the glass as he unwraps the tux from his body as I pretend to focus on the city far below.

He would not speak again to justify his claim with meaningless words that was not his way. The warm rough hand that tugged a silk tie moments ago slid around my neck to caress it gently as his other hand unzipped my dress. Usually, he closes the curtains this is new.

The hot stream of breath on the back of my neck raised goose pimples and tightened my nipples. I would not move to justify his claim, not yet, if at all.

The sparkling red fabric of my dress pooled at my matching patent leather three-inch heels. Bared to the world I stood naked save for my shoes and jewelry. His right hand tightens on my neck and pins me to the glass gently as his left-hand reaches around to finger my clit.

My red lips part with a gentle gasp of pleasure. A shudder flourishes between my legs as he rubs the tip of his cock along the crack of my ass.

“I own you.” He breathes the words into my ear and his warm breath plays across my skin a moment before his lips claim the earlobe.

“Do you?” I pant the words out knowing he wants me to make him prove it.

He gently sucks and nibbles until I gasp again and he presses me further against the cold glass. The pleasurable sensation of the glass on my tits turns me on more. I turn my head as my face is held to the glass.

His mouth moves from my ear to my neck, biting softly and nipping my skin as his left-hand forces my legs apart from behind. My panting breath fogs the glass as his fingers firmly rake my wet southern lips. He pulls on my hip forcing my ass away from the glass, and with a hard thrust, he claims my aching pussy.

“Say it.” He commands as he pulls out and pauses denying me what I both want and must have.

“I’m yours,” and I cry out with delight as he fills me again.

After several hard glorious thrusts, he pulls me from the glass and throws me to the bed. I bounce on my back as he climbs over me, pulls my high heels from my feet, tossing them to the floor. He pins my arms with his strong hands making my insides flutter and surge with pleasure. He hovers over me as the strength of his masculine being washes over my hormone-soaked body. He could hurt me easily, but he won’t.

I wiggle my hips and beg him to rejoin with my body, “please.”

Begging was the gasoline for his fire, but only if I meant it and I did. I was going insane with need and I began struggling to get it. The moment I struggled his mouth claimed mine, and he kissed me deeply drawing out my moans of pleasure and frustration. He let my hands go so I could bury them in his hair as my reward and he gripped my hips before plunging back in.

I climbed to my summit fast and breathless. His tongue filled my mouth as his cock filled my cunt, stroke after stroke until I could bear it no more. His mouth broke free from mine as his fingers dug in and he slammed harder and faster. He grunts with a primal force, as he slams as deep as he can go.

“Please claim me, please.” My pussy clamps down on his final strokes as my orgasm pulls out his climax.

“Arrrgh!” He cries out as his thick hot cum marks my body as his property.

As his sweaty body pins me deliciously to the bed he opens his eyes and smiles.

“I love you,” he says with a husky tone.

“Do you?” I tease and giggle just before he kisses me to prove his words.


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So Much Fun (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #47

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So Much Fun

The wine was exactly what we needed. After a grueling week at work, my friend and I were kicking back watching a movie and laughing our asses off.

“Seriously Gina the guy actually ate food that fell on the floor.” I said after telling her about another botched date. Nobody was getting past date three and they only got past one out of pity or curiosity.


“Right?” I giggled.

“What’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever done?” She asked with a grin.

“You first,” I said refilling our glasses.

“Okay.” She moved to sit cross-legged leaning back in the corner of my very comfortable couch. “I let a total stranger finger me at the store.”

“When!” I sat up and mirrored her sitting position. Our movie was turned down and forgotten a while ago.

“Two months ago and he had huge fat fingers too.”

“You slut.” I tossed a pillow at her laughing.

“Your turn,” Gina prompted.

“I made a porn of myself and Billy.”

“I don’t believe you. That man was a jerk but he was hot.”

“I did. I still have it.”

“There is no way you, little-miss-conservative, have home porn with big Willy Billy.”

“I do.” I got up to get it.

I’ve never shown anyone and it’s been ages since I watched it. We’ve seen porn together before so it was no big deal.

I brought out my laptop, opened it up, and pressed play on the file.

“Oh my…” Gina set her wine down as she watched me deep-throat Bill. I reached to turn it off having made my point.

“Leave it. Shit, I’m getting hot over here.”

“All the more reason to turn it off,” I said reaching again as on screen me spread wide.

My hand froze I forgot how hot this was. I’d wait just until he… Ever so slowly he pushed into five-years-ago-me.

“It’s been so long,” Gina said.

Gina was flicking her nipples through her shirt and mine were hardening as on screen me moaned as the large cock finally disappeared. It wasn’t that Gina had shoved her hands up her shirt and was all out rubbing her breasts that turned me on in a flash it was that she was being turned on by watching me having sex.

I sucked my breath in, as he pulled out slowly shiny and hard.

“Ohhh.” Gina pulled her shirt up exposing her breasts. “You have such a great pussy.”

I know neither of us is lesbian or bi. I sometimes wish we were. I experimented but it wasn’t for me. I do like watching porn. I was breathing fast my eyes darting from my computer to Gina and back.

She was wiggling her hips as I was turned over to my knees and Bill smacked my ass cheek with his slick cock.

Gina’s hand slid between her legs and she hiked up her skirt. She fingered her wet underwear crotch making the spot grow. My breasts ached and I was eager to touch myself. She was horny and watching me having sex.

I lifted my own shirt and pulled my bra down to manipulate my tits and Gina moaned loudly as on screen me was getting rammed from behind. Apparently, that was all the permission Gina needed. She tugged the wet fabric aside and went to work fingering herself.

I turned up the sound and Gina writhed and stroked herself. I pulled my jeans and underwear off and sat on the couch shoving two fingers as far as I could into my soft hot flesh.

Together we rubbed and stroked to my porn. Gina came first and I followed quickly. Panting and smiling, we both finished our wine.

I smiled a wicked grin. “I have toys and I keep them very clean if you want to play more.”

“Oh my God yes.” Gina peeled the rest of her clothes off.

I jumped up and jogged to get my favorite suction cup dildo’s for us to ride on the floor. I would never share them with anyone other than her. This was going to be so much fun.

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Watch This! (Quick and Dirty Short Stories) NSFW #46

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Watch This!

For months now my neighbor and his wife have been watching me. Or rather looking into my kitchen and living room windows that face my small backyard and therefore their yard. I often walk around topless and sometimes fondle my ample pillowy breasts as I love to feel good. Who doesn’t?

I’ve noticed them (Not always together) Watching through my sliding glass doors from their deck. The only reason I’m not too pissed is that they are both attractive and I may have started going topless more often. I may have made a show of fondling my breasts while I look out to my almost very private yard. All except for their raised view from directly across.

A tiny bit of me was turned on by knowing they went out of their way to sneak a peek and that I often heard them rutting after I put on a breast rubbing show or when I tanned naked.

They were both sitting on their deck drinking coffee and facing my window. The woman was attempting to covertly flick her nipples. Voyeurs. I know how sexy it is to watch on the sly. They know I know they watch and today I woke feeling particularly randy. I sat at my own table topless, resting my breasts on the table and playing with them. I sipped my own coffee and read some sexy blogs, looked at some fantastic dick Pics and worked my self up.

I stopped reading and stared at a particularly sexy dick pick of a man as he gripped his nearly purple cock head. I could imagine myself running my fingers through his soft looking chest and stomach hair as I rode him hard.

The doorbell rang, I jumped and my pussy fluttered. I ran to the door and signed for the package as my nipples hardened. I closed the door and had to take a moment to temper my arousal. Not because of the delivery man but because of my purchase. I knew it was being delivered today and I was over excited to give it a try.

With shaking hands I opened the box and took out the dildo from its packaging. It was six inches in girth and looked so real I began panting. I took it to my kitchen sink and washed it carefully. I stripped my shirt off and my panties and was about to stick the suction cup to the floor when I had a very naughty idea. An idea that made me double over from arousal.

I rubbed and squeezed a breast as I walked to my sliding glass door. They were watching. The woman slipped a hand up her shirt as I squeezed a breast and pulled hard on my nipple.

I gauged the height necessary and I slammed the dildo to the glass.

“Watch this!” I said even though they couldn’t hear me. I reached between my legs and brought he tip up to my eager opening.

It was wider than any toy I have and I was moaning and panting by the time I got it in. I waited a moment with lodged deep inside and looked over my shoulder.

Mouths agape and wide-eyed they sat staring at me; both hands were up her shirt now. I smiled and straightened my legs to give them a good view of it sliding out of my sopping hole. It stretched and rubbed making my eyes flutter. I bent my knees and took it in again.

“Holy fuck.”

I muttered and repeated the action. I came quickly, but wasn’t done. I kept riding the toy and rubbed my clit until I came again. I know if I go further I could get there. With people watching and the idea of them being turned on by me, I was overly excited. I didn’t stop.

“Oh god it’s so good.”

I kept riding and feeling the tugging pleasure of each stroke. I bent over and twerked my ass then bobbed it up and down fast. The angle was perfect for me and for them. It rubbed my g-spot even harder and I furiously rubbed my clit as the pressure built up inside.

“Oh yes, oh my fucking yes!” I cried out and rode harder.

The pressure built and I moved off the toy and rubbed my clit as I squirted on the glass. Panting, I turned to watch my neighbor slamming his wife from behind. I watched a moment then went back to my toy. It would be faster this time. I rubbed and rode until the pleasure promise was too much. I fell to my knees spurting hot cum on the glass. I crumbled to the floor in my own wet mess. I watched the couple orgasm together and collapse to a heap themselves.

I looked up at my new favorite play thing and knew I was going to perform for them again and again. I’d watch them watching me and they’d get off while I watch them.


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