Erotic Stories Couples Novels & Stories

Then something happened that blew me away and had me cumming in seconds. "Do you like me being a slut for you?" Lisa whispered in my ear Like I said I couldn't believe my ears but I erupted from the eroticism of my sweet innocent wife of 20 years saying those words. After we came down, we cuddled until we fell asleep but twice during the night we awoke each other and repeated our love making. Even though we didn't open another card for several weeks, the flashing and the fact that our fantasies were in the cookie jar kept our sexual energy at a high level. I think we both also realized that there was a side to each of us that the other had not fully appreciated.

"It's our duty to lust after our friend's wives. At least the hot ones." "Amen to that. And there'll be three hotties in the water tonight, I'm thinking." "That's the truth. And what Eric don't know won't hurt him." We high-fived over that one, each contemplating fucking the other's wife, with the pretty little Beth thrown in for good measure. "How far do you think it might go, tonight?" he asked, quasi-seriously. "Chemistry is your friend. Come loaded for bear. I think it may go as far as we'll let it."

Eric pulled away quickly his eyebrows furrowed with pertained worry. "It won't hurt the baby." I tried to kiss him again but he gave me the cheek. "We can't hurt our baby." Why did I find this scene cute? "No, we won't sex is actually good for the baby because if the mom is happy then the baby is happy so make love to me Eric." I said desperately. He gave me a worried look, he still wasn't convinced. I crashed my lips into his, he tried not to give in but he couldn't because I was now rubbing myself against him. Willingly his arms wrapped around me. I could feel how hard and rigid he was. He helped me peel off my bra. Letting my breast fall, I could feel how heavy and sensitive they felt. Fr

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He lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist, and entered me again, slower this time, deliberate. “Kiss me,” he said. I leaned in, lips crashing against his, tasting sweat and lust. Adrian stepped behind me, hands on my ass. “My turn.” Marcus held me steady as Adrian pushed into me from behind, filling me completely. I moaned, trapped between them, their rhythms clashing then syncing, Marcus in front and Adrian behind. “Look at them,” Adrian growled in my ear. “They’re hard for you. Wet for you.” I glanced at the crowd— men adjusting themselves, women shifting in their seats. The thrill pushed me closer.

The living room was filled with loud groans and moans; the erotic sound of skin meeting skin echoed in the room. We moved in synchrony; it was a beautiful sight as both men worked as a team to meet my needs. Benjamin wrapped his fingers around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss while Michael's hands moved to my breast once more. Benjamin's kiss was hot and demanding; he kept pounding into me hard and fast. Michael responded with an equally hard and nerve-racking thrust, and I felt it deep in my bones. I was enveloped in their sweat and moisture. Sweat ran down my throat and between my breasts, mixing with our cum. It was an erotic sight.

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

My voice was shaky as I spoke. I saw her smiling before she finally spoke, I black eyes were shining with something I couldn't quite name. No… the opposite of what I was wanting to hear from her… your writing was loving and powerful. I love your story because I love erotic stories myself and I'd like to talk more about it with you. “So are you free this weekend Come to my place Sunday at eight.” I felt my heartbeat increase is it the test that I don't want her to give me that she wants to give me in her house? Or is it something else? I asked myself.

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."