The tiny sting made Bosch's dick leap inside her, and he began a purposeful dance with Maiya, sheathing himself in her only to pull back and dive in again, as if trying to bury himself further. The grasping, slick walls of Maiya's interior tensed and then relaxed, tensed again, matching his movements within her. Planting a kiss on his lover's neck, Bosch braced one hand against the wall and flattened the other against the small of her back.
Maiya took in a quick breath, barely able to exhale before gasping again. Bosch's dick was plunging inside her, stirring her juices. Thunder crashed outside, the sound muted under the couple's own noises of pleasure: the sticky-soft slap of the joinings and partings of flesh; the high-pitched, breathy moans spilling from Maiya; and the periodic rumbles of carnal delight from Bosch. The world was receding, the sound, the light, even the feel of the wall at her back and the floor beneath her feet. All that remained was the cock piercing her, filling her with every thrust, and then leaving her achingly empty each time it withdrew.
Maiya shuddered. Her mind, emptied of thought, focused on some sensation. She was reaching with her body, following some unknown instruction. Her belly tightened, and an explosion of sound left her mouth. Her pussy flexed around the pistoning prick, and then tensed again, even more tightly. For a moment, the bright-hot nexus of their bodies was clear in Maiya's mind. She could almost see the shape of the cock within her, cunt gripping so hard that she could feel every nuance of its shape as it invaded her.
"Aaaahh-AAAAHHH!" Cries burst from her. The tension spurred Bosch to plunge harder, his body taking up a nearly animal rhythm as he tried to meld himself to Maiya.
"Cum for me." The words were guttural, barely words at all, but she heard and responded. Her eyes, unfocused, were staring past Bosch, past the candle, past the window; she could see none of them. The snug passage that was sheathing her lover's prick seemed to collapse around him, choking the surging shaft. Maiya arched her back, fingers biting into his back. With a high-pitched cry that filled the lighthouse, she came. Ecstatic waves crashed through her body, numbing her to all but the insistent movement drawing out her orgasm like a long, high note on a violin. Wetness coursed from her, slicking Bosch's balls and spattering his thighs each time his cock delved in.
The steely determination to pleasure his partner dissolved as her cunt bathed his cock in her juices. The wet, sloppy sound of their mating underscored Bosch's mounting pleasure. First his belly, then his balls began to tense. Each thrust into Maiya was harder than the last, strove to be deeper than the last. Lost in the drive to unite himself with his lover, Bosch pushed into her, pressing both hands to the wall and flattening his body against Maiya's. Her grappling inner walls and the lustful sounds she was making seized him, and with a final, feral thrust, he moaned into Maiya's neck while he emptied himself into her.
The two stayed there, leaning against the wall and holding one another for support for what seemed like forever as they regained their senses. Panting and covered in a sheen of sweat that glistened in the candlelight, they sank to the floor. The sights and sounds of the world faded back in.
"Your eyes," Bosch said after some time, "are beautiful like that."
"Like what?" Maiya nuzzled his cheek, and then licked his lips.
"Pleasured. Satisfied." He lifted a hand to caress her cheek.
"Yours too," she smiled, then pressed her mouth to his.
The candle flickered and their shadows joined on the wall. Outside, the rain poured and the wind howled. In the distance, the cycling whiteness of the lighthouse's lantern disappeared into the darkness.
Erotica Author Bares All
by Elaine Shuel
Looking at my e-mails one morning, I received an intriguing message that caught my attention. “BY SPECIAL INVITATION ONLY” was emphasized.
“ SexGoddess has requested your presence at a special reading of her new story.” The particulars were given, time and place. I was to let them know by replying online, if I would attend.
I had written some fan mail to SexGoddess under the pseudonym HotGuy. Her erotic stories on the site I joined had always managed to make me hard. The location was close to me and I hadn’t made plans yet for that date. Sure I would go, I wrote back.
As a recently divorced father of one son, I was enjoying my newfound freedom. I had been married for 10 years to one woman, but as the years went by, Nancy seemed disinterested in having sexual relations. Where was the highly sexual woman I married? The woman I fell in love with, from her tiny heart shaped birthmark on her inner thigh to her beautiful long hair, was still there in looks but not in spirit.
We went from having sex a few times a day, down to once a week. The last year of our marriage, I was lucky if she did me a favor and gave in once a month. Divorce was imminent and eventually I couldn’t take it anymore and told her I wanted out. She didn’t protest and we had as amicable a divorce as possible, 6 months ago. She didn’t even object to joint custody of our son. I had him every 2nd week.
Yesterday had been especially memorable. Two women that I had met from online chatting had both agreed to have sex with me on the same day. Neither knew about the other; telling them would have been unwise. This “friends with benefits” arrangement I had with each of them, certainly had its benefits, and I was reaping them whenever time permitted.
Yesterday morning I went to Wendy’s house. The divorced mother of 3 children wanted a no-strings attached relationship, perfect for me. She greeted me the way she usually did, robe on with nothing underneath. As soon as she let me inside her home, door shut behind me, she was all over my cock. Unbuttoning my pants, unzipping them, and oh could she lick my balls. “Ohhhhhhhh Wendy,” I moaned as she engulfed my balls in her always-ready warm mouth.
Shifting her attention to my hardening rod, she liquefied my swollen cockhead. Proceeding with her deep throating expertise on my prick, she gave my erect manhood the fuel it needed for its immense release to orbit to its destination, her cum-swallowing mouth.
Removing the covering off her right shoulder, I fondled her sumptuous more-than-a-handful of soft flesh. Wendy uttered her sounds of delight, my signal to continue on this path to her pinnacle of pleasure. My tongue swirled around her thriving nipple before my eager mouth descended on it.
Exposing her other tit upon disposing her robe, I licked and sucked and gently bit the protrusion on her heaving left bosom. Her heightened moans clear evidence of her arousal. My tongue began its sojourn down her body. Licking inside her belly button made her squirm. As I drew nearer to her cunt, the intoxicating smells of her essence overwhelmed me.
Wendy’s pussy lips were large inviting folds of joy, waiting for whatever lucky man would get to suck on them. I was thrilled to be partaking of such a bountiful womanhood, blossoming as my tongue worked its magic along her gushing slit. Her multiple orgasms merely a preamble to what was to come.
The pre-cum on my dick licked off swiftly by Wendy, I teasingly rubbed my hot rod against her postured clit. “Fuck me Mark. Please fuck my cunt,” she begged. My cock, ready, willing and most definitely able, plunged quickly inside Wendy’s soaked pussy. Her squeals subsided and her moans of ecstasy took over, as her yielding hips met my rhythmic thrusts.
Our simultaneous outpouring of satisfaction left us both drained; we lay in each other’s arms, our tongues entwined as we shared some lingering kisses. Knowing I had another visit to make, I soon left Wendy under the pretense of having work to do. She was disappointed that it wouldn’t be a full day of sexual gratification but she understood. If she only knew, I thought.
Before the next woman, I had a quick bite for sustenance. All this sex takes energy and I wanted to be up for it. Devon was single, her 40 years of life exceeded my 32 years. There was something about her being older that really excited me. My fascination with older women hadn’t ceased and in fact Devon reinforced it. She didn’t play any head games. She knew what she liked and exactly how to get it. She was one hot babe. She also was the best cocksucker I e
ver had.
Devon was a bit kinky. Her favorite thing to do, which was a major turn-on, was having phone sex at the same time as real sex. Arriving at her apartment, she wore a black lacy bra and thong to greet me. I greeted her by moving my hand down her panties. The moistness in her cunt was building up, as my fingers pushed the thong to the side and darted inside, then out of, her entrance. I was reminded of the speakerphone nearby and that one of her “regular” phone sex buddies was on, as Drake from Detroit said “Hi” to me.
I said back my hello to Drake, amid my licks in Devon’s juicy pussy, as she leaned against the kitchen wall. From my knelt position, I had the perfect view and wasn’t about to miss anything. “Devon, feel my lonnnnnnnnnng tongue making its way into your cunt,” Drake said with a sexy undertone, as my tongue slid deeper into Devon’s inner being. Feeling like two men were eating her pussy at once, made her flow effusively. My open mouth the grateful recipient of her sweet nectar.
“ Suck our cocks baby,” Drake continued, after hearing her moans lessen. “Tell me what she is doing to our cocks, Mark.” As Devon licked up my shaft, salivated the bloated head, satiated my balls and sucked my throbbing prick, I kept Drake informed of her progress; instead of doing it just to mine he was being told how she was doing it to each dick. Devon and I could hear Drake’s reaction to what was occurring.
His quickened breath and eventual release not able to match the contentment I felt; I asked Devon where she wanted me to cum and I shot my vast load all over her tits, after fucking her huge boobs. Slurping up the remnants that Devon’s tongue didn’t yet devour, was not to be missed. There are some things you just need the personal touch for. Poor Drake.
“ Ride my big cock Devon,” Drake echoed my words to her. She mounted my stiff instrument, easily slipping down its full length. Moving up and down my long pole, I licked her tits as they bounced near enough for my tongue to reach. Her loud moans added to the experience, so did Drake’s heavy breathing as he stroked his cock while listening intently to us fucking.
“ I’m cummming,” Devon screamed out; her body shuddered from the impact of her intense climax. Drake and I did the same; my hot cum shot into her welcoming pussy, while Drake only had a tissue taking in his.
Drake said goodbye and Devon and I continued our rendezvous. Devon lifted herself off my prick and lay down beside me. Rest was fine but I wanted to taste our juices mixed together in her honey pot. I edged towards her pussy, licking her ears and whispering to her “I want to eat your cunt.” With that, our lips caressed each other, and I could feel her tongue reacting to the thought as we kissed urgently.
When I reached the promised land, I twirled my tongue in her oasis. My senses reacted to the look of her divine slit. The flavor of the savory gushing juices that dripped down her legs, whet my appetite for more, as I fervently retrieved all of it.
Sucking on her swollen clit, Devon’s acute efflux gave me more fluid to drink. Whatever her fountain, I knew I would lick her dry. Her juices flowed and I imbibed. We made a good team.
The week passed as usual, though I had trouble keeping my wild imagination in check about the upcoming event I had agreed to attend. Finally, Saturday afternoon arrived and I went to the venue listed.
Men began entering the dimly lit auditorium, taking a number, as requested. The seats were lined up in a semi-circle so all would get a clear view of the large screen in front. I followed suit, getting the number 18 and grabbing a chair. The petite woman taking care of the seating, Angelica her nametag indicated, was a brunette with long hair that extended close to where her full round behind began. Her dark eyes and tanned skin gave her an exotic look I couldn’t help but notice and admire.
After all the invitees were seated, approximately 50 men, Angelica walked next to the screen and introduced herself to our receptive group. She explained how she would be assisting Dominique, the erotic author AKA SexGoddess.
Continuing, Angelica said that Dominique wanted to remain anonymous; she would be in disguise and her voice would be distorted using a special machine located in the private room set up on the premises. Dominique will be lying on a bed there, reading her new sexy story to us. We would be able to watch her on the large screen above.
“ Feel free to stroke yourself or whatever would give you the greatest pleasure while watching,” Angelica added. “After the story is over, you will each get a chance to meet Dominique, up close and personal. Should you require my assistance during the reading or during your time with Dominique, I will be glad to do anything to increase your enjoyment.”
I could feel my cock stirring as she spoke those words. Just then, a woman lying down on a king size bed appeared on the TV screen ahead. “I’m Dominique. Welcome. I hope you enjoy my new story, Afternoon Delight.” Though obviously distorted from the equipment, her voice still sounded sexy. She began the titillating tale.
“ Mandy was… pussy….” Dominique was wearing a sheer black lace negligee. Her legs slowly started spreading. She was teasing us. With the depressed light, we could see one of her hands reaching under her garment and probing her cunt, in and out. It was difficult to concentrate on her words when her actions spoke louder.
Glancing around at the other men, I could see many using one of their hands to rub the bulging cocks that lay beneath their pants. Others had their zippers opened and pricks out for all to see. My cock was pressing against my briefs and yearned to get out.
I unzipped my pants and listened to Dominique and watched her. Stroking my exposed manhood, my pace increased as she reached for a nearby toy with the same hand that had been where I wanted to end up. She took the huge vibrating dildo and rammed it into her needy cunt. “Oh my god, it fit right in, ALL OF IT.”
The blood rushed to my prick, which was now fully erect; pre-cum was running all over. It was then that I saw what Angelica was assisting in. I could see her on her knees by another guy and she was sucking his cock. Hearing his moans, as his sperm injected into her mouth, aroused me further.
I held off as long as I could, because I too wanted Angelica by my side, serving my aching prick. By the time she came to me, it seemed like hours but was actually only a short while. That strikingly beautiful woman was positioned for sucking my throbbing dick and the wait was well worth it. When I finally exploded into the mouth that so many had already filled tonight, I was strangely excited knowing men had cum before me and many would cum after.
“ The end,” Dominique finally announced. With that, Angelica went back to the now-blank screen. I could see it was 6:15 pm on the digital clock that hung on the wall. “Now Dominique will be meeting with each of you. Look at the number you took when you first got here. If you look up ahead, you will see what number is allowed to go inside to see Dominique. While you wait your turn, you will be able to view Dominique and whomever she is with, on the screen. Enjoy.” Suddenly Angelica left the room.
For the first time I could see the number 1 lit up and one guy stood up and left the room. Angelica could be seen now on the large display, bringing the man in to see Dominique. All eyes were glued to the screen to see what was happening. Angelica told him to put a blindfold on Dominique’s eyes, which he did. Dominique was flat on the bed with her hands and legs loosely tied up by scarves, obviously by Angelica after she left the auditorium.
Announcing to man #1 and to us, Angelica dictated, “This evening is all about pleasure. No pain should be inflicted. Touch Dominique, lick her, suck her or whatever else you wish. For those interested, I can join in. If either of us says stop at any time, cease what you are doing. LET THE GAMES BEGIN.”
My eyes were fixated on the huge screen. The first guy to get to be with Dominique this evening straddled her body; he had her lick his ass and suck his cock as he bent over to eat her cunt. The animal sounds he emanated and the moans emitted from her, made my softened prick spring back to life.
He motioned for Angelica and she complied with his request. He got off Dominique and Angelica began licking Dominique
’s big melons and sucking on her erect nipples. Angelica was over Dominique’s body with her great ass faced to the guy. He didn’t let the opportunity pass. His hard cock dove into Angelica’s tight ass after he put some lube on, remembering the no pain rule. “God that looks good,” I said, not realizing I said it aloud. Other guys nodded in agreement.
Angelica got off Dominique and asked him if he wanted another man to join in. Giving his approval, number 2 flashed on the board and lucky #2 hurriedly joined them. Angelica gave great head to him and he had her lay in the bed right next to Angelica. First he fucked Angelica while guy #1 worked on Dominique’s cockhungry pussy. Then they switched. Cum was oozing out of both women. What a sight to behold.
I watched as man after man left to go to Dominique and not surprisingly all had Angelica join in. Sometimes they let in 5 men at once, each satisfying themselves on these luscious sluts. I could hardly wait. I imagined what I would do to each of them and what pleasures they would give me in return. As my number grew nearer my excitement increased. My prick was aching for their touch.
Numbers 15–17 were in with them. “Oh god, I am next. Thank god.” At last the display I was staring at intently flashed 18. “It’s my turn.” I got off my chair and was led to my garden of eden. Angelica was sitting on a chair near the bed. Her legs were open wide, and she was playing with herself, while another man was jerking off watching. I couldn’t help myself. I went over to her and dropped on my knees. Just in time. She squirted all over my face. I could only imagine what other wonderful things would happen shortly. I stepped over to the bed.
I thought I would make my way up Dominique’s body. I started inching up her inner thigh with my wet tongue, enjoying her delicate skin. Suddenly I became aware of a small birthmark that looked like a heart. “Nancy?????” I asked incredulously. “Mark is that you??????” Nancy replied.
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