Alle Kapitel von A Thousand Orgasms: Erotica Collection : Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 10

This past summer, one of my coworkers said goodbye to us because he was moving to another city. His name is Jaime; he is a very pleasant and friendly guy. He liked to "hit on me," you know, with compliments and phrases like "you look beautiful today," "you are the prettiest girl in the office," "I wish I were your boyfriend," "what a beautiful body," "you have gorgeous eyes," etc. I told him several times to give up trying to flirt with me, that I had a boyfriend and that he was married. It's also true that I love hearing compliments and nice phrases from my coworkers and my bosses. Besides, Jaime never said anything obscene to me, always nice compliments. The truth is that the man, who was about 35 years old, seemed very attractive to me—strong, tall, and with very beautiful dark eyes—but you could say that I simply liked him, like many others, and nothing more. On the day of his farewell, I was wearing a short, sleeveless patterned dress that showed off my legs quite a bi

He came closer to me and was about to kiss me again. This time, I took the initiative. I grabbed him by the neck and ran my tongue over the corner of his mouth. Then I moved to his ear and gave it several good licks. He clearly liked it, as I noticed the hair on the back of his neck stand up. While he kissed my neck, he stroked my back over my dress, but this time my lack of underwear was no obstacle. The thin fabric of the dress made his caresses much more exciting. From my back, his hand moved down to my butt, which he rubbed hard over the material. Afterward, he moved up my hips and caressed my breasts. I groaned and bit his neck. He was killing me with pleasure... His caresses continued, but this time from under the dress. He traced the contours of my thighs, my hips, my butt, and the hair of my pubis. He continued his explorations and began to unbutton my dress, button by button. I helped him take it off, and it fell to the floor, leaving me completely naked. We separated

Workaholic Owen hears a woman's voice coming from his bathroom during a power outage. When he finds out that his newest neighbour, Meg, is terrified of the dark, he does what good neighbours do: helps her out of the shower. This story is part of the When The Lights Go Out universe. These stories do not need to be read in any particular order; they all revolve around the same event, but are stand alone pieces. *** People were always surprised when I told them what I did for a living. "A flower shop?" they'd say. "Really, Owen? Like... with flowers?" Yes, a flower shop. The Enchanted Florist, to be exact, prominently located beside the Perks It Up coffee shop on Minwack Drive in Minwack Falls. People had a hard time accepting the fact that a guy like me owned that shop. Maybe it was because I looked like the kind of guy who worked with his hands, but not with something as delicate as flowers. I couldn't help it, though. I loved flowers. Always had, and likely always will. Flowers a

She was younger than me, maybe in her late twenties. Soaking wet hair clung to the side of her face and her round eyes were almost black in the darkness. Her nose turned up just slightly and her mouth, though tensed with worry, was full and pink. I couldn't see even a hint of her body behind the shower curtain, but my mind started filling in the blanks without my permission. I felt my face going warm and tore my eyes away guiltily. "Hi," I said. "I'm Owen." "Hi," she said. "I'm Meg. Um, pay no attention to the woman behind the curtain?" I chuckled nervously. "I'll, uh, turn around if you want to get out." Without waiting for a response, I angled the phone towards her and turned the other direction. The image of her was seared in my mind, including the parts I couldn't see, and I tried everything I could to think of something else so my blood stopped rushing to places I didn't really want it to be. There was no noise for a moment, then the shower curtain rustled again and the rings

She didn't seem inclined to get it and bring it to the living room, so I followed her to the bedroom. After plugging my phone in, I stood there awkwardly, waiting for it to maintain enough of a charge to turn on. Meg stood at the foot of her bed, arms crossed beneath her breasts, her eyes not quite meeting mine. I worked very hard to not notice that she wasn't wearing a bra. A flash of lightning lit up the room, followed by a roll of thunder. I tore my eyes away from Meg and glanced at my phone. "Didn't have to wait long to cash in that favour, eh?" I said, chuckling awkwardly. "I'm surprised this is what you cashed it in on," she said idly. I raised my eyebrows, glancing at her. "What do you mean?" Meg pressed her lips together, her cheeks the slightest shade of pink in the white light from the flashlight. After a moment her eyes flicked up, wide and bright in the dimly lit room. "Well, I thought maybe you'd ask me to have dinner with you or something." I don't know what the e