Collection of Sensual Erotic Stories - Volume 1 (Real Life Stories)

by Michelle Bennett

  I had seen it in the movies and it seemed like a fitting expression of the sweet sensations I felt. I gradually went faster and faster until she couldn’t handle it anymore and choked slightly.

  “Sit,” She commanded.

  I sat back in the hot tub and she showered both of us. When she was done she reached for the towel in front of us. I got out and began to kiss her. The huge erection between us did not allow me to completely embrace her.

  She took my hand, and led me to the bedroom where she sat down on the bed. I leaned down and began to kiss her. Aggressively she stopped me, gave me that look again and crashed down on my cock with her mouth.

  This time it was very intense. She worked fast and furiously and from the movement she was making with her head, I could hear all sorts of sounds coming from her mouth, which added to the pleasure. I could feel that I was about to cum.

  I tried to move her head away or slow her down but she continued to blow me. I began to cum and spasm after spasm ejected loads of sperm into her mouth. She started to slow down and gently pulled it out of her mouth. She looked at me and went for my lips to try and kiss me.

  Instinctively I turned my head and she laughed. She got up and went into the kitchen. Unable to move, I could hear her opening the fridge and a moment later she returned with two glasses of soda. She sat down beside me and slowly sipped while smiling. She did not say a word, but I could only conclude that she loved to suck cock and swallow cum. She had given me an awesome blowjob.

  We sat silently sipping our drinks for a while, before she asked me if it was any good. I told her that it was the best blowjob I had ever had in my life. What I didn’t tell her was that it had been the first blowjob I had ever had.

  She played with my freshly hardened sledgehammer for a while and asked me if I would care for another go. I did not answer, instead threw my hips in her direction to show her my dick, standing ready for action. She instructed me to swat my hips in a circular motion, and in and out of her mouth.

  Soon I was on top of her and began to slowly push it into her mouth. I worked my hips slightly and enjoyed the scene that ensued.

  The room was still alight with the last remaining sunshine, enough for me to see my dark blue veins disappear in her mouth. ‘Fuck me already,’ I thought in anguish. I was beginning to worry that sticking my rock solid dick into her pink, moist pussy would not be happening today- although I wasn’t entirely complaining because this was the peak of my sexual experience so far.

  I continued to watch her. How wonderfully she worked! In one moment she was swallowing my entire penis and then in the next she was licking it like a professional. I was so excited that my dick was rock solid and felt like it was going to explode. I thrust deeper into her mouth to see how far she could take it. I could feel her open her throat wide, and eventually she had the whole thing down her throat.

  She looked delighted with herself, almost proud. Then she took a big breath and again completely swallowed my dick all the way down her throat. I felt the heat of her tonsils against my dick head. It sent me reeling through the roof with excitement.

  I continued to work my hips by myself and she gave me a sign to do it more aggressively. I worried that I might hurt her, but she insisted. I began to violently fuck her in the mouth and after a while I was weak and coated with sweat. I collapsed on the bed beside her and stopped to rest for a while.

  “Fuck,” I thought, “now is the opportunity.” I moved down to her hips. They looked so soft and silky. It was time to try out these juices that I had read about in so many erotic magazines.

  I began to rub my nose on her vagina. I spread her legs even farther apart and before me was a beautiful reddish, pink clit, simply inviting me. I stuck out my tongue and began to slowly drag it alongside the edges of her clitoris. I could feel her shiver beneath me at the first touch of my tongue. I licked her gently at first, making circles on her clitoris. I had read that this was a big hit in driving women to orgasm. She told me to be gentle with the clitoris, and I tried hard.

  With my middle finger, I started circumnavigating around the hole of her pussy and I noticed that her stomach played on my every touch. Slowly, I pushed my finger inside her pussy and the first thing that surprised me was the size of its cavity.

  My finger felt comfortable in it, but I could not imagine room for anything bigger – especially not my enormous dick. I was worried that there would be no place for him. I pulled out my finger and put my tongue down as far as it would go, and she writhed under me. It was pink, without a single hair on it. I started licking and fingering her faster and faster. I could feel her hot pussy getting wetter. Suddenly she squeezed my head tightly with her legs, and began to shake uncontrollably.

  She let out a loud scream and shook for one or two minutes as if a demon had possessed her. I continued to gently lick her wet pussy and clitoris, soaking up her sweet nectar.

  “That was amazing,” she said as we sat watching each other in silence for a while.

  She climbed on top of me, took a good look at my masculine, ripped body, grabbed my cock and put it in her mouth. It was wet from her saliva. In one swift motion, she placed my dick between her legs and slowly she began to descend. I felt the pressure of her body on my cock; she was tight. The first penetration was the most beautiful feeling. The amazing warmth on my cock sent me reeling.

  She took it out and descended a few more times, each time descending a little farther down. She told me that I had a huge cock and it boosted my ego to hear such a thing. I smiled as I lay back and watched my cock engulfed into her. She started to work her hips and the rest of her body, descending and rising slowly. I looked at this angelic form and couldn’t believe that it was now mine. She started to groan with pleasure.

  I relaxed as I grabbed her buttocks. I was thoroughly enjoying the sight of seeing my dick disappear inside of her. It must be the most magnificent thing a man can see.

  The heat of her pussy was remarkably pleasant. It wasn’t long until I felt like I was going to cum again and told her. She lifted herself off my cock and told me to hold it, that I shouldn’t cum yet. I was just barely able to follow her instruction, but was curious as to why she didn’t jerk me off.

  She turned away from me, kneeled on all fours, and spread her ass cheeks apart. I was about to re-enter her from behind when she said, “A little higher.”

  I was reluctant as I didn’t want to fuck her in the ass. But when she noticed me pause, she told me not to worry, and that she was clean.

  “I want your big cock up my ass,” was the line that didn’t take much more to convince me.

  Upon hearing those sweet words, I grabbed her and gently started entering her. It felt extremely tight and with every push she was sobbing and yelling with the pleasure of pain. After several tries, I was completely inside her.

  It was a whole different feeling, a lot tighter and very sensual. I could tell that she was still in pain, but prompted me to continue with her words, “Oh god, it hurts so much, don’t stop!”

  I began fucking her with deeper and longer strokes. I pounded her ass like crazy, when she motioned me not to go in too deep as it was painful.

  “Ok,” was the breathless reply I managed, as I thrust a little shallower and more slowly. I could hear my balls bouncing against her buttocks. She was thoroughly enjoying the experience, and whispered, “It’s so good; I want you to cum inside my ass.”

  As she started to moan more and more, I could feel that I was about to cum again. I took her firmly by the ass and pounded her hard while I was cumming. She moaned loudly as I filled her with my sperm. My cock was still firm and I kept fucking her until she begged me to stop. She fell on the bed, breathless with exhaustion as I pulled out my cock, and watched a trickle of semen squirt out of her ass.

  “You got to go now, my fiancé is coming home soon,” she said while gasping for air.

  I was speechless. “You have a fiancé?” I asked her.

  She confirmed it, and in f
act told me that she was deeply in love with him and that they were going to get married soon. She told me that she simply couldn’t resist me, especially not after she had seen my cock.

  I paused in shock, and said to her, “I can’t believe that you used me like a sex toy!” It wasn’t that I had anything against it, but had just hoped that this could have led to something more.

  She lay back naked on the bed, and smiled, “Oh honey, did you really think that you saw my pussy by accident?”

  I just stood silently watching her. Again, I realized how beautiful she was, in the afterglow of sex. She got up, grabbed my clothes, threw them at me and told me to get dressed and go out through the back door. She escorted me to the door and on my way out, grabbed my cock through my shorts and reminded me, “You fucked me so good I can barely walk!”

  She kissed me, dropped to her knees and ripped down my shorts. She sucked my cock, just barely to arouse me, and then abruptly stopped. She smiled, gave me a firm shove out the door then slammed it in my face. I made my way down the hall, half naked and once more with a slight bulge in my pants.

  THE END

  College Tutoring

  Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter 1: My students

  Chapter 2: Revealing itself

  Chapter 3: Wide open

  Chapter 4: Furthermore

  Chapter 5: Driving insane

  Chapter 6: Questionable things

  Chapter 7: Home visit

  Chapter 8: End of tutoring

  Prologue

  The professor is meeting with his students to talk about their term papers, but there’s been one that he can’t get off his mind. Madeleine is beautiful but not pretentious, unlike Josephine, who looks like a porn star and acts like she knows it. He can’t tell what Madeleine wants from him; although he’s getting a vibe that she’s interested. She’s not the only one, though. Everywhere he turns, there seems to be another sexy woman giving him that vibe. His professionalism has kept him from making a move so far, but he has to meet with Madeleine alone in his office now. She is friends with Josephine, so he doesn’t know what might happen. He wants her so bad, and it’s hard to hide it, but she is his student. She’s also an adult. Josephine is sexy too, but she does get on his nerves. Still, if she invited him over, would he accept?

  Chapter 1: My students

  Madeleine - my ex-student…

  I noticed her the first day of class. She was sitting in the front row of the classroom. Like many of the students, she was always cheerful, happy and not overly interested in the class I was teaching. She was not an ordinary girl that enrolled in college just like that.

  She was extremely intelligent, funny but also undisciplined. Pretty, hot-blooded, vivacious, she would giggle when I would walk by the group of people she was with in the hallway or would gave me significant looks during class. Those short looks, which would make me pay attention to her.

  “Madeleine, did you want to ask something?” I would pretend to not notice the significance of her look.

  “Nothing, nothing… I was just listening very carefully.” She would laugh almost innocently and pretend to write something down, as always.

  Usually she would look me straight in the eyes with her mouth half open and when she would get my attention she would smile discretely and lower her head. I felt guilty when I would catch myself thinking about her. I’m a professor and I am not supposed to be involved with my female students. At the very least she was very young, not even twenty years old.

  In spite of this, I had her in my thoughts every day. I could barely wait for the days I was teaching her group. As I spoke, I would walk around the classroom and deliberately stop at places from where I could watch her thighs. She would always wear tight jeans or some sort of tights. She dressed pretty usual for her age, not too sexy. Jeans, t-shirts, sneakers... She didn’t wear any makeup, but she also didn’t need to because with her sensual lips and big brown eyes she could knock any man down to his knees.

  My colleagues that didn’t have her in their classes would tease me and ask if I was able to concentrate. Her sex appeal was so strong that she turned me on more and more each day.

  The edge of her panties would be visible through her jeans, discretely of course. Madeleine was built for my taste. She didn’t try to be skinny, her legs were perfectly shaped, her ass was gorgeous, her stomach flat, and her tits... Yeah, one day she came in wearing a deep V-cut shirt.

  I think the students noticed how much potential drool I swallowed when I saw the gap between her gorgeous tits and nipples that were showing off through her shirt. She noticed my look and smiled oh so innocently. That day I dictated to them a lot because I wanted to enjoy the sight that had me breathing very hard.

  Every day, Madeleine became more and more the subject of my fantasies. I would often imagine licking her pussy while lying down, and she moving all over my lips while squeezing her beautiful tits, with her head thrown back and eyes closed. I would fantasize her moaning and begging me to fuck her: “Oh, professor, fuck me...” and imagine her holding my head with both of her hands and ramming it into her crotch. Then I would see her ramming herself on my cock while I would hold her perfect ass cheeks and bite her tits at the same time.

  “Professor, may I ask you something?” She spoke to me in the hallway before class one day.

  “Yes, of course. Go ahead!” I tried to sound professional and distant.

  “Josephine is celebrating her birthday today and I would like to go to town to buy her a present since she’s going on a trip right after class and will be gone for two days. Would you excuse me from class today?”

  “Madeleine, this is college. You don’t have to attend classes if you don’t want to. You just have to be ready for the exams.”

  “I know that, Professor. But I want to be in your classes and I don’t want you to think I’m not interested in them.”

  “Why is it so important if I think you’re interested in my classes or not?” I tried to develop a casual dialogue but still in the context of student-professor relationship. Actually I wanted to be with Madeleine, to talk to her for as long as possible about anything.

  “I care about what you think.” She smiled devilishly and ran her hand through her wonderful long and wavy hair.

  “Well, that’s nice...” I was a bit confused and sure that Madeleine felt me fantasizing about her. “I’m very happy to hear you say that, but that doesn’t mean you can be undisciplined. Okay?” I laughed and took the opportunity to break the distance I had made between us. I touched her with the tip of my index finger on her nose and smiled.

  “Okay, professor. You will see I will pass through the subject matter just the way you like it.” She smiled too, biting her lower lip. Her face turned red. So I wasn’t alone with my fantasies. Madeleine wanted from me the same thing I wanted from her.

  Chapter 2: Revealing itself

  She turned around and went down the long hallway. I looked after her and enjoyed the beauty of her body and ass. Her curves were clearly imprinted on her jeans. She turned around and gave me a seductive smile. I smiled back, waved to her and opened the classroom door.

  “Professor, Madeleine went to town and–” Josephine, her bench colleague said. She was a regular porn beauty. I could never figure out what she was doing in college. Her sexy outfits would have fit in better at some turbo-folk party than an educational institution.

  Josephine, as fuckable as she was, didn’t catch my attention. She knew more about diets and tanning salons and a whole bunch of other stuff. With her miniskirts, high heels and deep cleavage she tried to pull all the attention to herself, from everyone, not just me. What I did like about her was her perfectly flat stomach and a little bracelet on her right ankle. I suppose that was her trademark.

  “I know, Josephine!” I interrupted her firmly. She was getting on my nerves.

  “What do you know? “ She raised her eyebrows and looked at me with her ‘come fuck me’ look.<
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  “I know that Madeleine went to town.”

  “Oh, that. Okay!”

  “So what else should I know? “ By the tone of voice I used, I wanted to send her a signal that nothing except class should be the subject of communication between her and me, Madeleine or any other student. I felt like all of my colleagues and students knew I was fantasizing about Madeleine.

  “Nothing, nothing... I’m sorry!” said Josephine respectfully, and I liked that in a certain way. She had never spoken to me before and I expected her to act casually. I liked her apology.

  Days went by and I couldn’t stop thinking about Madeleine. I fantasized about her every day. The energy between us existed and our relationship became more relaxed. I would sometimes sit with the students and have some coffee with them, trying to be with the group she belonged to. We talked more and more in the halls and exchanged casual touches, which would turn me on regularly and I would pull them back in my fantasies about her.

  The time came for the term papers and it also meant the time my students would come for regular consultations. That made me nervous. I knew her turn would come and I didn’t know what to do.

  Should I pretend like nothing was happening, or should I try something? What if I turned out to be an idiot? What if she started to talk about how I tried to sleep with one of my students? I wasn’t the only one who had ever tried or succeeded at doing that, but that wasn’t in sync with the authority I had, and especially with what people thought about me. I should have been happy about meeting her alone, but I couldn’t wait for that day to finally come and go.

  “Good evening, professor!” She cheerfully walked into my office.