101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  Julia’s body feels like being licked by tiny little tongues all over. She had never been so aroused before and being taken by a man like Mr. Adams made her feel like a woman. She spread her legs wide and clenched her muscles to amplify the stunning sensations that she’s feeling for the very first time. “You really are beautiful Julia. Now, spread those legs even wider...” He was teasing her and exploring her-----it was the sexiest thing ever. He used the tip of his tongue and moved it in and out of her vagina, her fluids threatening to spill even more. He was tongue fucking her----she couldn’t believe it. Oh, it felt so good. More and more, he tortured her with his tongue and soon, she was spiralling to oblivion. When she couldn’t take it anymore, she came in his mouth, her juices filling his lips. “Sweet Lord.”

  He licked all of her cum, making her thighs quiver. Her hair was a mess now, and she was almost buried in soft pillows. She didn’t care. All that matters now was that earth-shattering orgasm. She felt it through her every pore, her body responding to his touch even better now.

  She grabbed the bulge in his pants and attacked his zipper. Her hands were shaking as she undid his belt. When she was able to free his near bursting cock, she squeezed it tightly and gazed at it almost lovingly before putting it inside her mouth. He tastes like heaven with a clear liquid starting to come out of the tip of his cock head. She rubbed his dickhead against the round tip of her nose and he groaned.

  She ate him and licked him like a lollipop, making sure that she listens to his every sound. She played with his testicles all the while eating him and they felt like plump berries on the palm of her hand. Mr. Adam’s eyes were completely shut. The way the babysitter is giving him the head is unbelievable. Her mouth is skilled and her tongue, oh her tongue, is remarkably created for this.

  She expertly moved him in and out of her mouth. All the techniques she learned from the glossies are now paying off, as this man in front of him, is marvelling at all the sensations he must be feeling. She squeezed his butt like buns of bread as he moved him in and out of her mouth. He slid almost effortlessly, her saliva decreasing the friction, making him slip slide without hassle.

  Her hands travelled on his waist and she rubbed her cheeks on his thighs. “Damn you...that feels so good.” He muttered. He gripped her hair and moved her back to his cock. “I’m not done yet. Hush.” She deep throated him this time, his full length invading her mouth. She used her tongue, moving expertly along the length of his cock. She definitely wanted this thing inside her----right now. She felt his cock going rock rigid and she stopped abruptly. She wanted THAT inside her too.

  She went back to the bed and went on all fours. “Wow...Julia...”

  “Shut up. Now come here, baby. I’m all yours.” She raised her butt for him, revealing an even smoother and creamier skin there. He could definitely see her pussy from behind and he wasted to time. He spread her kitty lips with his hands and licked her. In that position, Julia screamed out loud. Oh it was oh so wonderful. His tongue was totally without mercy, and an even stronger quake rocked her body. “Don’t stop! Don’t! Please don’t.”

  He licked her like that again and again until she was soaking wet again. Seconds later, her hips jiggled as she came hard and fast inside his mouth, her fluids were even thicker this time and he licked it all. She was crouched like a tiger in heat. A sexy tiger in heat.

  He shoved his cock head inside her and she moaned like a kitty. She moved her hips sensuously to meet his every thrusts, the view exciting him even more. He slid one finger while his cock was inside and Julia rocked herself against his member, looking for more friction. More juice greeted him and showered his cock. He rammed inside her, fucking her until she was moving with his rhythm and she arched her back, every inch of muscle in her body clenched to perfection. “I’m coming Julia!” He made one last dive and held her against him as he spilled everything inside her pussy. They were all sweaty and still and breathing insanely. They lay in the bed for a long time, not saying a word.

  ***

  The following day, Sarah showed up and when Mr. Adams saw her, his face lit up all of a sudden. So apparently, they had some fight. The sight of them kissing again was too much to stomach for Julia. She kept herself busy the rest of the day and forced herself to not think about what happened last night. It was hard. She listened to heavy metal music to not think about the bed she shared with her boss. The loud head banging music was okay for a while then it starts to feel really annoying. She shrugged her shoulders and started watching some cartoons instead. It worked for a while but soon, she started seeing weird scenes on her mind so she shut off the TV as well. She opened her bag and took his underwear---the one he was wearing yesterday. She smelled it and once again her nostrils were filled with his strong masculine smell. It was particularly addictive. She smelled it again and again and rubbed her face with it. She was losing her mind.

  Good thing, she only needed to get through tonight. At least she won’t have to work tomorrow and she’d be heading to the beach. That would surely make her NOT think any more about Mr. Adams. Her friend was right, after last night, she realized that it’s totally a bad move to mess up with her boss. Especially now that Sarah is in the picture again.

  She looked at Missy’s sleeping form and smiled. The kid really takes after her father. The dimples, the eyes, and the charm---almost everything came from her father. That’s a good thing of course. She’ll definitely grow up to be a special girl.

  She fixed herself in the mirror and smiled. It’s just normal to desire a good looking man, especially after the night they had together. However it does not mean that she has to be stuck on this rut for good. Somehow, she just has to find a way to get over the whole thing. It’s a one night something. Just a one night something.

  She silently went out of Missy’s room and went to the garden to get some fresh air. There is a wrought iron table there, shaded by the trees. It was the perfect place to spend a balmy night. She spent a few minutes making calls to a number of friends for their beach trip tomorrow. She really needed a break. She closed her eyes for a while, allowing the cool breeze to caress her cheeks. Nature is one of the things that relax her in an instant. She needed to this more often. A few minutes ticked by and the headache that she had been nursing all day disappeared magically. She raised her legs on the table and leaned better on her chair. It felt amazing.

  As the light breeze tickled some of her hair loose, she felt someone standing behind her. She laughed inwardly. She was definitely imagining things. Mr. Adams is definitely asleep---with Sarah.

  A second later, she felt a hand of her shoulder and the smell of warm amber and sin teased her nostrils. It was Sarah.

  What the hell was she doing here? She let out some air and sighed. Now she’s annoyed. So much for some peace and quiet.

  “You don’t like me. I wish I knew why.” She said with her unique sultry voice.

  “It’s pretty late, Sarah. Aren’t you supposed to be with Mr. Adams now?”

  She sat across the table and faced her. “I seriously regret going back. The warm welcome I was expecting did not happen. We broke up---for good this time. I just came here to say goodbye and asked why you display such a huge amount of dislike whenever I am around.”

  “You’re imagining things, Sarah. I don’t dislike you. I just cannot be too chummy with whoever it is my boss is dating. It’s weird.” She looked at her for an instant then added. “Besides, it’s no longer relevant now that you’re no longer an item.”

  “Right. I just usually do not get that reaction from women. You don’t happen to like me in a different way?”

  “What?” What is she talking about?

  “Well, something tells me that you know, you may be eyeing me strangely.”

  “I want you to know that I welcome the attention.”

  Julia’s attention was on her now---100 percent. “What the hell are you talking about?”

  She walked behind her again. She was standing so closely now. It took
a chunk on Julia’s patience to bear with her. Her guts was just beyond her.

  “I am talking about this.” Just then, Sarah’s hand cupped her breasts. Julia was bewildered and almost slapped the other woman’s hand. It felt weird at the beginning, but as the pressure increased, so did the pleasure she felt. Her hand was gentle yet determined and it pinched her nipples, making her feel both pain and pleasure.

  “Follow me.” She heard Sarah say and the sweet smelling woman walked away, her long legs making scissors of strides, her butt wiggling seductively. Julia debated for a moment if she’d follow her or not. She’s straight---all woman. She’s pretty sure of that. But the way Sarah made her skin all prickly and hot at the same time was so incredibly amazing. She’s sure of that too. She thought of all the men who had been her lovers and if she was indeed satisfied by any of them. Well so far, Mr. Adams is the standard. But what’s there to compare. He’s a man. Sighing, she stood up and followed Sarah back to the house. I hope Missy would sleep really well. She shook her head.

  Mr. Adams looked out from his bedroom window and was able to get a good view of the scene below. His ex and the babysitter. Could it be? His hand tightened on the curtain and went back to bed. He cannot believe it.

  When Julia reached the house, she could not see Sarah. She walked down the hall and there, a door opened. “Get in! Quick!”

  She heard Sarah’s loud whisper through the crack and she stepped inside a bedroom she hadn’t actually seen before. Or maybe she’s just too self absorbed. Anyway, the room was dark but the moonlight is able to get in through the windows, which is fine. She felt Sarah’s hands as soon as she closed the door. They lock in a sweet embrace and kissed. Sarah’s mouth was gentle and tastes like cherry. Her hand went under her shirt and touched Julia’s already excited breasts. Her skin immediately caught fire. She flicked the light switch and at long last, she was able to gaze at Sarah.

  She brushed against Julia’s body and rocked her hips against her, in a slow fucking motion. They kissed again, more intensely this time. She motioned for Julia to sit on the big mahogany office table at one corner of the room. My goodness, this is Mr. Adam’s office. Weird that may be, it turned Julia on.

  She sat on the table and Sarah immediately grabbed the front of her shorts and undid the buttons. God, she’s really gonna do this. She let out a long sigh. Sarah’s hands were warm against the skin of her legs. She pulled her shorts down to her knees and licked the wet spot on Julia’s panties. She was wearing a white silk underwear and the spot made the outline of her pussy even more enticing.

  Sarah’s tongue expertly kissed the flesh around her cunt, all the way up her waist. She was teasing her and it was driving her crazy. Using her whole mouth, she kissed her through the thin fabric of her underwear and the sensation was made even more incredible. Julia’s eyes were filled with lust as the tall woman removed her underwear.

  She spread Julia’s nether lips, revealing her dark pink flesh and the knob in the middle looked even more inviting. Sarah wanted to do a lot of things to her and first, she nibbled on her engorged bit of flesh. Julia was in heaven as Sarah’s tongue explored her feminine folds. Her tongue was hot and wet and it probed gently and slowly, just like what she always fantasized about. It’s the most erotic thing she has ever experienced and it felt so good. It was incredibly good.

  Julia tastes like a rice pudding----warm and exotic and addictive. Julia found it a bit hard to breathe. It was like she was molten chocolate being eaten by Sarah. She spread her legs even wider to give her better access and felt her thumb rubbing her clit until she was moaning heavily, saying her name over and over. She ate her and feasted down there, even better than all her male lovers combined. Sarah made her lay on the table and this time, every inch of her pussy is exposed. Julia was feasted on with gusto, Sarah’s touch making her want to scream, except she can’t do.

  Sarah inserted a finger inside her and screwed her gently. Julia raised her hips to meet her thrusts. Just then, the door opened and Mr. Adams stepped inside. He quietly closed the door, to the shock of the two women. “Don’t stop. I like to watch.”

  Sarah removed the rest of Julia’s clothes and she started fondling the woman’s breasts. Her nipples were small and pink and she sucked on each one gently, making Julia moan even louder. Her one hand went back to her cunt and this time, she inserted two fingers. Julia’s juices were dropping endlessly, causing the edge of the table to become slick and wet.

  Mr. Adams took a deep breath and watch the action unfold. She couldn’t believe that he had employed a slut for a babysitter. A beautiful slut at that. He also had no idea that Sarah is THIS wild. His bulge cannot be hidden now as it stood out from the rest of him. He couldn’t blink. Seeing Sarah’s tongue lick the babysitter’s cunt was so much of a turn on.

  He took of his clothes without taking his eyes off on the two women. He walked slowly towards them and rubbed her hardness along Sarah’s nape. The woman moaned but cannot be distracted. She went behind the desk and started kissing Julia...

  Emma Slips

  Lightning crashed and thunder boomed. Emma suppressed a shriek as she ran the remaining two blocks to the Carters’ house, her destination, where she babysat regularly for the Carters’ daughter, Shelley. No thanks to the sudden long quiz her English professor had made the class take, she was an hour behind her usual babysitting schedule. Fortunately Mr. Carter had understood and told her it was fine when she called to inform him, and at the same time apologize, about the delay. He had assured her it was all right and to go to the house right away the instant she was through taking the quiz.

  Emma had done just that, of course, being the obedient person she was. But just as she got out of campus, the sky began to take a turn for the worse. The sunny afternoon had suddenly become a gloomy and overcast one, and without warning, rain began to pour. And boy, did it pour! To add to her growing dismay, Emma realized she had forgotten to bring her trusty umbrella and poncho. Oh, of all days! She had thought about cancelling her babysitting session for the afternoon but then remembered Mr. Carter had to attend to some important business matter. She was sure he would understand, but she didn’t want him to be thrust into a sudden panic just because she had forgotten to stash her usually present rain gear with her. After giving the sky and her surroundings a quick look and deciding she could deal with getting wet and running all the way to the Carters, she stepped out into the rain and did just that.

  Now, as she ran the remaining block before she could get to relative safety and warmth, Emma wondered if her decision had been the right one. She was soaked to the bone, not to mention she was so chilly the shakes had begun to take over her body. As she made her mad dash to the Carters, she hoped Mr. Carter would lend her a warm bathrobe and an old outfit of Mrs. Carter’s. Well, maybe that would be asking too much, but Emma was now beyond the point of caring. Even though she was near her destination, she had regretted running all the way to the Carters under the heavily pouring rain. There was lightning and thunder to boot, adding to her anxiety. She hated lightning and thunder with a passion.

  Thunder boomed just as she made it to the Carters’ front porch, and she sighed in relief. She was here at last. She stood where she was for a few moments, trying to catch her breath and gather her thoughts. When she felt she could breathe normally again, she opened her eyes and looked down at herself. There was no doubt about it, she was beyond soaked. Her clothes clung to her body like second skin, emphasizing every curve and bulge. She said a silent prayer of thanks she had listened to her gut feel and not worn the white cotton dress she had first planned to wear. Had she worn that dress, she might as well be naked running down the streets.

  Her jeans clung to her legs as well, and they felt as heavy as lead. Emma couldn’t wait to get them off her. She pulled her sneakers, filled to the brim with rainwater, from her feet and wrung them lightly. Thunder crackled again, and she let out a scream, almost dropping her sneakers in the process. She stopped herself in time, cu
tting off her scream, which sounded like a squeak instead. She scolded herself for being so paranoid. She didn’t want to create a ruckus all by herself outside the Carters’. She might disturb Shelley, who could be asleep at the moment—it was her usual naptime—and she didn’t want Mr. Carter to think she had gone mad.

  Emma began to feel really cold. She tugged at her dark-green shirt, pulling it off her body a bit, willing it not to mold itself too tightly to her chest. She really might as well be naked! She looked again and saw that even the cups of her bra were visible, not to mention the faint outlines of her erect nipples, which had stood up stiffly due to the bone-chilling cold. She tugged at her shirt again until she was satisfied then raised her fist to knock on the front door.

  She had only rapped the door three times when it swung open. Emma straightened up and smiled as Mr. Carter’s face then body came into view. Her heart fluttered a bit, and she told herself to calm down and not do something foolish. Yes, Mr. Carter was a handsome man. His shock of dark hair was still thick, almost luxurious for a man his age, which she guessed to be around forty. His face was smooth and still unlined. His blue-green eyes were clear and sharp. His body was fit and toned, thanks to the many hours he spent swimming laps at their pool out back. He wasn’t very tall, but his shoulders were broad and his waist was trim. He also had a tan, again due to the many hours of swimming under the heat of the sun.