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The stranger's eyes were locked on her hand as she began pleasuring herself in earnest. Her middle finger circled her clit, sending waves of pleasure up her spine. The man pushed his boxers down, freeing his hard cock. Mia's mouth watered at the sight of him — thick, long, already leaking pre-cum from the tip. He wrapped his hand around his shaft, stroking slowly while watching her touch herself. Mia slid two fingers inside her pussy, moaning at the sensation. She worked them in and out, her thumb continuing to circle her clit.

The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam. He leaned in, nose grazing my hair, inhaling deep. "You smell... fuck, so good." Words accidental, but they ignited. I turned my head, lips brushing his jaw soft, unintended. His hand settled on my waist, fingers splaying over the bare skin where tank met shorts, burning through me. "Jax... we can't. Mia..." But my body arched subtle, traitorous, the ache between my thighs growing insistent. He groaned low, forehead pressing to mine, shifting his hips and there it was, the hard length in his shorts pressing against my hip, thick and unyielding.

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

“Push my cum out, baby. Let me see that creamy mess.” Later, he carried her to the private outdoor hot tub overlooking the lake. Steam rose around them as he sat her on his lap, impaling her on his cock again. They fucked slowly at first under the stars, then harder, water splashing everywhere. Kane bit her neck, leaving fresh hickeys. “Everyone at university wishes they could have you… but you’re my secret whore.” Lila rode him desperately, tits bouncing in his face. He sucked hard on her nipples while thrusting up. She came again, soaking his cock. Kane followed, filling her once more.

Anita was already lying under the thin sheets, wearing a tiny, satin tank top with thin spaghetti straps and dangerously short shorts that showed off almost all of her smooth, full thighs. My throat went bone dry, my blood rushing straight down into my pants. "I think I will just sleep on the carpet tonight," I said quickly, backing away toward her closet. "Stop being silly and get over here," Anita whined, reaching out, catching my wrist, and forcefully dragging me onto the soft mattress beside her. I lay flat on my back, keeping my hands glued straight to my sides. My cock was already throbbing violently against the waistband of my shorts, hardening more with every second.

Outside of her fantasies, her daydreams, the stories she told herself when she came, this was new. But it felt old. It felt as if she’d always been on the bed with this man, always had his hands on her body, always had his whispered words working through her mind. He reached one hand under her and began to rub her clit as he fucked her. She made a low, keening sound under her breath, unable to stop herself. “Come when I tell you,” he said. Could she? Gina felt that she was right on the edge, teetering. What if he didn’t tell her fast enough? What if he didn’t say that she could and she came without permission? What if…

“Please, Maksim. I–“ He licked one slow stripe up and center and her back arched off the bed like she’d been electrocuted. He placed a large hand on her stomach, keeping her in place as he fucked her with his tongue, thrusting in and out of her virgin cunt while his finger rubbed violent circles against her clit. Charlotte was shaking, her legs threatening to close around Maksim’s head. She bucked, not sure whether to run away from his mouth or beg for more. She had never felt this kind of sensation in her life. It was overwhelming but it was the kind that she didn’t want to stop anytime soon. Maksim smiled against her clit at her reaction. She was going to quickly learn that debts in the Br

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 was going to gladly again even harder. I exploded. I saw stars as lightening zinged through my limbs, my throbbing pussy spasmed around Erik’s cock. Shorter pulled out of myanus. I heard him groan as he came. He shot his load over my anus and up my back. I could feel the warm stickiness landing on me only to cool quickly in the night air. When he was done spurting he stumbled to the rock I had lain on. He lay down and was immediately snoring, so romantic.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.