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STORY 48 - RIDING THE UBER DRIVER (I)
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DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 48 - RIDING THE UBER DRIVER (II)
"Yes."He squeezes my throat and pinches my clit at the same time and I cum – violently, my pussy clamping around him in spasms so hard he swears in a language I don't know, my body convulsing, my vision going white at the edges while his hand holds my throat and his cock pulses inside me.He lifts me off him before he finishes. I feel his cock slide out – slick, hard, throbbing – and he grabs my hair and guides me down.I twist in the cramped backseat, get my mouth on him. The condom's gone – he stripped it while I was turning – and his bare cock hits my tongue tasting like latex and me and salt. I swallow him deep, my lips stretching around his thickness, taking him until he hits the back of my throat and I gag and he groans so loud it vibrates through the car."Fuck – deeper – take it deeper –"I relax my throat. Push forward. His cock slides past my gag reflex and into my throat, my nose pressing against his pelvis, my eyes watering. He holds my head there – not forcing, just keep
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 48 - RIDING THE UBER DRIVER (I)
The date was a disaster. Three hours of a man explaining CrossFit, showing me his meal prep photos, and asking if I'd considered "optimizing my macros" while eyeing the bread basket I'd been stress-eating. I closed out my tab while he was in the bathroom and walked out.2 AM. Slightly drunk – three glasses of wine, not sloppy, just reckless. I open the Uber app. Four minutes away.The car pulls up. Black sedan. I check the plate, slide in."Nadia?" he says, turning around.I forget my name.Dark eyes – almost black in the dim light, framed by thick brows and lashes that would make any woman furious. Sharp jaw. Cheekbones catching the dashboard glow. Brown skin, warm and smooth. Hair cropped close on the sides, longer on top. Black t-shirt sewn to his body, sleeves stretched around biceps that make my mouth go dry. Forearms veined and defined, a silver watch catching the streetlight.He smiles at me and I feel it between my legs."That's me. Nadia.""I'm Kaz." Low voice. Slight accent
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 47 - HANDLED BY THE HANDYMAN (III)
He positions himself between my thighs on the vanity. Rubs his cock through my folds – the head bumping my clit, sliding through the slickness – and pushes in.The stretch makes me cry out. He pauses immediately."Okay? Too much?""It's good – fuck – you're just thick – keep going –"He sinks deeper. Inch by inch. His calloused hands grip my hips, the rough texture biting into my skin, and when he bottoms out I feel him in my spine.He fucks me on the bathroom vanity. Hard, the mirror slamming the wall behind me with each thrust. My bound hands scrape against the glass. His rough hands grip my thighs, my hips, my tits – leaving trails of heat wherever his callouses drag across my skin."You're squeezing me so tight," he groans. His calloused thumb finds my clit and rubs while he fucks me. "This pussy has been waiting for me, hasn't it?""Since the first time you walked in my door – harder –"He fucks me harder. The vanity creaks. Something falls off the shelf. He reaches behind me, gr
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 47 - HANDLED BY THE HANDYMAN (II)
He spins me around. Lifts me onto the counter – the one he installed last month when my old one cracked, the granite cool against my bare ass. He kneels in front of me. Hooks his calloused fingers into the waistband of my thong and pulls it down my legs.He looks at me. Spread on the counter he built, naked, wet. His rough hands settle on my inner thighs – the texture making me twitch – and push them apart."Tell me if anything's too much," he says. "I mean it. Anything.""I will. Now put your mouth on me before I lose my mind."He leans in. His stubbled jaw scrapes my inner thigh first – rough, prickling – and then his mouth is on my pussy, and his tongue is hot and wet and his calloused hands are gripping my thighs and the contrast – soft mouth, rough hands – is devastating.He eats me thorough. The same way he works – methodical, patient, paying attention to what gets a response. His tongue circles my clit in slow, firm strokes while his calloused thumb traces my entrance, the roug
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 47 - HANDLED BY THE HANDYMAN (I)
The garbage disposal died twenty minutes ago and I have twelve people coming for dinner in two hours and I'm standing in my kitchen with brown water pooling in the sink and a phone in my hand calling the only number that matters.He picks up on the second ring."Mike's repairs.""It's me. The disposal is dead."A pause. I can hear him smile through the phone. "That's the third call this month, Nora.""I have bad luck with appliances.""You have bad luck with the things I've already fixed." Another pause. Longer. Warmer. "I'll be there in twenty."He's there in fifteen.I open the front door and Mike Donnelly fills the frame the way he always does – six-one, broad, built like a man who's spent twenty years lifting things for a living. He's forty-four. Dark hair going silver at the temples. A jaw that could split firewood. Blue eyes that crinkle at the corners when he looks at me, which he's doing right now, his gaze dropping from my face to the dress I'm wearing – black, fitted, the on
DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) STORY 46 - OUR ROOMMATE AFFAIR (III)
They share techniques like classmates comparing notes. My body is the textbook."All of you," I say. I'm on my back on the soaked sheets, my pussy wrecked from three different cocks. "I want all of you at once. I want to feel what it's like."They arrange themselves.Ryan lies on his back. I straddle him – sink onto his thick cock one final time, the stretch still making me gasp even after everything. Jake positions himself behind me. Lube. His fingers working my asshole open – one, two, stretching gently while Ryan stays still inside my pussy.Jake pushes into my ass. His long cock slides in beside Ryan's through the thin wall – two cocks inside me, filling me completely. The fullness is staggering. I can feel them rubbing against each other inside me and every nerve ending in my body fires at once.Mike stands at the head of the bed. His cock at my mouth level. I take him in and I'm sealed – three cocks, three holes, all of them inside me simultaneously.They move. Ryan's hips thrus
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