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STORY 44 - SWINGING AROUND WITH MY HUSBAND (II)
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DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 45 - PROFESSOR MC’CUM AND ME (I)
I didn't mean to want him. Nobody walks into a graduate seminar thinking I'm going to ruin my academic career for a man in a tweed jacket. But Dr. James Harrison doesn't wear tweed. He wears dark fitted shirts rolled to his elbows and glasses he pushes up his nose when he's thinking and he reads my thesis drafts with a pen between his teeth and marginalia so precise it feels like being intellectually fingered.I'm twenty-eight. He's forty-three. I'm his thesis advisee. He's my committee chair. The power dynamic makes it impossible. The way he looks at me across the seminar table when I dismantle his argument makes it inevitable.Tonight I'm in his office. Comprehensive exams tomorrow. I'm spiraling – pacing, hyperventilating, three Red Bulls deep, my hands shaking around a stack of note cards."I'm going to fail," I say. "I'm going to fail and lose my funding and –""Sit down." His voice. Low. Calm. The voice that commands lecture halls and haunts me in the shower. "You are the most b
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 44 - SWINGING AROUND WITH MY HUSBAND (III)
I've never – the thought alone makes my cunt flood around Alex's cock. Two cocks in my pussy simultaneously. The stretch would be –"Yes," I say before I can overthink it. "Yes."Marco pushes. The head of his cock pressing alongside Alex's inside me – my pussy stretching, resisting, the burn sharp and real. I grip Alex's shoulders and breathe through it. Marco adds pressure – slow, patient – and my body opens. His cock slides in beside Alex's, filling me beyond capacity, stretching my pussy so wide I feel split in half.Two cocks inside my pussy at once. Both bare. I can feel them pressed against each other inside me – Alex's lean cock and Marco's thicker one, rubbing together through my stretched walls. The fullness is staggering. Beyond anything. My pussy is packed so tight I can feel both their heartbeats pulsing against my walls."Oh my fucking god," I manage. Tears leak from my eyes. Not pain – overwhelm. Sensation overload.They move. Carefully at first – small strokes, alternat
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 44 - SWINGING AROUND WITH MY HUSBAND (II)
His mouth finds mine and the taste of a man who isn't my husband – red wine and something spiced – makes my head swim. He kisses confident and slow, his hand cupping my jaw, his tongue sliding against mine with a skill that says he's done this many times and learned something new each time. His stubble scrapes my chin and the roughness compared to Alex's clean-shaven face is a contrast that makes me gasp.Across the couch, Alex has his hand in Valentina's hair. She's straddling his lap – her crimson dress hiked up her thighs, grinding against him. He pulls back and looks at me – checking in, always checking in – and I nod and his face breaks into something I haven't seen in years. Relief. Permission. Want.Marco's hand slides up my thigh. Under the hem of my dress. His fingers trace the edge of my underwear – soaked, I'm soaked, I've been soaking since I watched Valentina kiss my husband – and he groans against my mouth."You're drenched," he murmurs. "Already this wet from watching?"
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 44 - SWINGING AROUND WITH MY HUSBAND (I)
The invitation comes from Linda in accounting.Linda. Who wears cardigans buttoned to the throat and keeps a desk calendar with pictures of her labradoodle and once reported someone to HR for saying "that's what she said" during a meeting. Linda, whose husband Gerald drives a Volvo and coaches youth soccer and looks like a man whose wildest fantasy involves a particularly aggressive round of Scrabble.Linda hands me a cream envelope at the coffee machine on a Wednesday morning and says, "Saturday night. Bring your husband. Dress nicely." And walks away.Inside – a card. Thick stock, embossed lettering: You are invited to a sophisticated adult gathering. Bring your partner. Open minds required.An address. A time. No other details.I show Alex that night. He turns the card over twice. "Linda from accounting.""Linda from accounting.""The one with the labradoodle calendar.""That's the one."He looks at me. I look at him. Seven years of marriage. The sex is good – not dead, not dying,
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 43 - SEX AS THE OTHER WOMAN (II)
The stretch makes me bite the desk. He's big enough that it burns every time – that first thrust that splits me open, my pussy resisting then surrendering, his cock sinking inch by inch until he bottoms out and I feel him in my spine.He fucks me against the desk with the curtains open. My wrists still bound behind my back with his belt. His hand fists my hair, arching my head up so I'm staring at the city while he destroys me. His other hand grips my hip and pulls me back onto his cock with each stroke."Tell me who this pussy belongs to.""You – it's yours –"He spanks me. Hard. The sound cracks through the room. "Who?""You – only you – harder –"He picks up his phone. I hear the shutter. My pussy tightens – he's photographing me. Bent over the desk, hands bound, his cock buried in me, the city behind us. Evidence. Proof this happened."For the nights I can't be here." He thrusts harder. "When I'm lying next to her and I need to remember what my slut looks like when she's full of m
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 43 - SEX AS THE OTHER WOMAN (I)
I know he's married. I know it when he texts me at midnight – thinking about you – from the bed he shares with her. I know it when he books the hotel room, always under his name because he has the corporate card and I have the guilt. I know it when I cum on his cock and he whispers I love you and goes home to tuck his kids in.I'm the other woman. I hate myself for it.I keep coming back anyway.Room 714. The Mondrian. He's already inside when I knock – door opens, his hand on my wrist, pulling me in before anyone in the hallway sees.He looks like ruin. Forty-three years old, silver threading through dark hair at his temples, jaw that's sharper than a man his age has any right to. He's still in his suit from the office – charcoal, tailored, the tie loosened, top button undone, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His forearms are what got me the first time – thick, veined, a silver watch on his left wrist and a tan line on his ring finger where the wedding band usually sits.He takes it off
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