Complete Erotica Anthology: Plugged, Stretched, and Filled (Erotica Variety Pack - BDSM, Spanking, Well Hung... Book 2)
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Since then, he developed a tendency towards exhibitionism.
His heavenly gift granted him the self-confidence he needed to fulfill all of his sexual fantasies.
Even on Olympia, Apollo would parade proudly in front of the Goddesses that sighed and admired his manhood.
His body grew strong and his teeth were brilliant white.
He was the golden boy, and he knew it.
“Are you even aware of the size of your dick, Apollo?” His friend once asked.
“Huh? How long is average?”
“About five or six inches.”
He knew he was at least eight inches down there.
Sometimes when Apollo saw a pair of marvelous boobs, his cock got so big and hard that it hurt pressed up against the warden’s prison of his pants.
He discovered the miracle of masturbation.
In constant repetition, he felt the blood rushing to the area, wishing it never stopped.
His hottest fantasy at the time was fucking the beautiful goddess Aphrodite, whose sculptured-like body he had seen more than once. She was much older than he was, but he didn’t care.
As he aged, his dick grew longer and wider.
At times, he thought he would scare women off without even touching them.
But for him, the time had come to lose virginity.
At that moment, his dick was nine inches long.
Life on Earth was not easy for him. He struggled to be accepted, without revealing the truth over his origins. What he wanted was for people to see him as the cute and friendly guy next door.
And for beautiful women to desire him!
His search for a girl who deserved the gift of his virginity, ended up on the so-called Street of Love. Numerous ladies, dressed in a slutty way, attracted the sinful human fantasies.
He understood these women were prostitutes. They fulfilled wishes for money.
He did not mind.
What he expected was not love.
It was satisfaction.
The winner was a tall blonde with gorgeous boobs he yearned to stick his dick between.
Long and tanned legs peaked below her shorts. Her sexy movements promised a serious dose of experience. It was going to be a long, exciting night.
Seeing how cute her next client was, she felt extremely thrilled.
She was finally going to enjoy her job.
“Hello, adorable! I’m Jasmine.”
She took his hand and asked him to follow her through a dark passage, arriving in a room reserved for special occasions. There was really nothing special, heavy curtains with a single sunbeam that touched the messy bed.
He was so shy! She knew she had to encourage him.
“Sit, dear.”
She unzipped his pants in disbelief.
She had never seen such an enormous dick!
Oh my God, she thought.
This must be my lucky day.
“Are you kidding? I adore it.”
She moved her hand up and down, letting it grow even bigger. It pulsed and pulsed.
“I want you to come inside my mouth. Hurry up!” she touched herself. “I cannot wait.”
“I want you to take me.” She said.
Apollo could not resist. Her breasts were too tempting. He tore her shirt off and pushed her down on the bed, climbing on top and setting his massive cock between her soft boobs.
Such commanding approach woke up flames inside her pussy.
She was eager to fuck him too.
“Let’s begin!” He said.
She pushed her breasts together around his hard cock.
Apollo moaned.
She spread her legs wide, eager to be touched.
Apollo, as much as he was enjoying his dick between her boobs, could no longer wait to take what was his. He slid his hard cock deep inside her wet pussy. He dove into an ocean of ecstasy.
She could hardly take the half, but she still screamed in agony.
“Oh God! Oh God!” She shouted.
She trembled, trying to spread her hole as much as possible. His meat went so deep, it almost touched her stomach.
“Yes! Yes! Stronger!”
He pushed harder and harder.
Her pussy was completely red and he could only imagine the destruction his dick was causing. But there was no way he would stop himself.
“Fuck me! Stick that horse dick even deeper!”
He enjoyed sex so much.
He would do this a thousand times.
It felt like he was masturbating using her entire body.
She shook her torso in an insanely beautiful way. Her hair waved over the face, while she was helplessly biting her lips. With her hands, she pulled him towards her, as a sign of thankfulness for this priceless service he was providing. She knew from that moment she was not going to charge him a single penny!
“You are the best fuck I’ve ever had!”
“Ahhh!” She yelled.
He felt an unstoppable stream of intimate juices and dipped right into it. He gave her such a strong orgasm, she was about to faint. Indeed, for a few seconds, she lay there without moving. Her hair spread over her face and her sweaty body shined as the brightest of all stars.
Still, he did not stop until the very last drop abandoned his cock.
He pulled his dick out and witnessed the incredible quality of their sexual act.
He was finally a man. A real man, ready to live!
He left his payment, dressed and sped out of the room.
Jasmine lay there, pussy red, fucked and worn.
She hoped for him to return again one day.
Athena
Athena Williams was a real mystery to the media world.
Outside her books, every theory concerning her private life was simply a speculation.
Some said she was a lesbian with childhood trauma, others said that she was slightly insane after being abandoned by her husband.
On few claims, though, everybody agreed: she was the best modern analyst of the human mind.
Her wisdom was undefeatable.
The novels she wrote turned immediately into bestsellers.
The content seemed to reveal a sensitive woman on the other side of the pen, letting her talent, or rather her soul, spill over the pages.
Readers identified with her characters-perfectly normal citizens, carrying their emotional burden around. Love was a crucial moment in her works-she worshiped love as the mere reason of human existence!
John was only one of many journalists who dreamed of an opportunity to publish an interview with this mysterious writer. He was working for a well-reputed magazine and therefore, hoped to gain access to first-hand information. Registered on a waiting list, he slowly lost hope, as for many days nobody replied his calls.
Maybe he was not such a good journalist, he thought.
But this interview could be the final step towards his success.
And he had to get it!
“Be careful what you wish for!” The following morning, he received a call. Miss Athena had checked his resume and had awarded him an official interview.
Finally!
The interview was about to take place at her apartment later that afternoon.
Getting ready for the interview was quite of a challenge-he was excited to meet such a successful woman. Her texts exposed a significant wealth of experience, even though he’d heard she was relatively young. Along with a detailed questionnaire, he should also prepare a decent outfit.
Beauty was always an asset, he thought.
He hummed to himself, rolling up his sleeves in front of the mirror.
After a short drive, he closely approached her supposed address.
Only a few minutes separated him from the most important moment in his career.
Would it be incredible fame or degrading failure?
“Calm down man. You can do this.”
Unlike all the luxury he had expected, he saw an old, damaged building. Based on her earnings, she must be a modest l
ady. He had to remember this for the article.
Soon, another surprise followed. He had no idea what a beautiful woman, Athena was. A casual, linen dress covered what he expected to be a young, strong body.
Still, what was really fascinating was her adorable, welcoming face.
The small, narrow, blue eyes contrasted her mahogany hair. She had a small nose and ample breasts.
The least expected part was the sneaky, friendly smile.
Overall, he would describe her allure as magical.
“Mr. Davis?”
“Yes, it is me. Are you… Athena?”
“You bet I am!” She laughed.
“Please, come inside. I was expecting you”.
The apartment did not differ significantly from the building. The living room was wide and full of light, obviously old, but nicely furnished. For now, he could note two things down: She was an alternative-taste person. And she loved Cuba.
Beautiful and hospitable, he thought. The small, red table offered a variety of sweet pleasures-from strawberries and cream to delicious old wine.
He almost lost all professionalism inside such romantic atmosphere. But regardless how sweet this woman spoke, he had to stay calm and concentrate.
It was not hot, but sweat flew all over him. Her deep décolletage tricked his eyes constantly, but she seemed to appreciate it.
The longer he stared, the harder she caressed her neck, as if that was something absolutely normal to do with a stranger across the room.
Was she deliberately trying to provoke him?
It must be his dirty mind that made him lose focus.
“Sorry. Let’s go on.” He tried to regain his composure.
She licked her lips so seductively.
God, what the hell was happening?
She was too much of a lady for these cheap, seductive tricks. But the tricks obviously worked.
In spite of the tension between them, she answered his questions quite accurately. She was indeed a wise woman. Her overall view of human emotions was just amazing. And smart women turned him on.
Nevertheless, the moment had arrived to reveal tricky details. The situation made it extremely difficult for him to proceed. He knew that her mood was about to change after his next question.
“Sorry, but I have to ask. Do you like men or women, Athena?”
A moment of silence followed.
She approached him and sat in his lap.
“What do you think?” She replied, teasing him.
He couldn’t believe what happened.
This incredibly successful and even more beautiful woman wanted him. If this is what she expected from him, he wasn’t going to oppose!
“I am a sexually liberated woman, John. I do what, and who, I please.” Athena said confidently.
He raised her dress and slipped his hand beneath it. The distance between their mouths was not safe anymore.
“What if I could promise you the most passionate sex you’ve ever had?” John said, summoning his confidence.
She giggled.
“I would try you.” Athena nodded.
He took her in his arms. He lay upon her, as she reached the bed, kissing and undressing her at the same time.
“You have an amazing body, Athena.” John complimented her.
“It is all yours. Do whatever you wish with it.” Athena offered herself to him.
This statement encouraged him. He slipped his tongue towards her left breast while she leaned her head, trying to reach his ear.
Bites of heaven, he thought, as pleasant chills appeared on his skin.
He took off his tie and tied her to the bed.
She waited in excitement.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.”
“I hope not,” Athena winked.
He went down on her and spit on her warm pussy. The sweet smell of her liquids made him insane. His boxers struggled to hold his erect cock inside.
Watching her pleased expression and arched back was the biggest reward for his effort.
He kneeled all over to her mouth, in a position that allowed him to mouth-fuck her. His cock was fat, rather than long, so it disappeared completely inside her. He pulled it out and spanked her ass.
Soon, he slid his hard cock out of her willing mouth and straight back inside her wet pussy. His thrusts came hard and fast.
In a second, their bodies melted into one. They moved rhythmically up and down, as the bed squeaked under their weight. Missionary never felt so good. Athena reached climax again and again, pressing herself deep against his hard cock.
He bit her neck, while she tried to release her hands, whispering words of passion and commitment.
Climaxing deeply inside her, John yelled in ecstasy.
Artemis
Leonardo was a man, unwilling to give up on his habits. Following the spirit of his Italian predecessors, he spoke equally loud to yelling, drank immense amounts of wine and above all-adored freshly-roasted meat. Outside a regular working day, where he always managed to spare same energy, he loved his long weekends in a mountain cabin he owned.
That cabin was equally important for him and his friends, as a sacred temple would be for the Gods. Better than a simple, runaway villa, this hidden cabin was a party paradise that kept all of their youth secrets, packed up between four walls.
Even nowadays, when most of his friends were busy with careers and families, they managed to find the appropriate time to go there and do some hunting. They were far from professional-each held a single piece of weapon and had no idea how to use it properly. The luckiest, however, sometimes brought a piece of meat on the table.
This Saturday, though, Leo went to the cabin alone. It was the weekend prior to Thanksgiving, so he thought that a bit of prayer could be a decent present for his mother. Loneliness was not disturbing for him. In fact, he loved his personal time, so much, he never even thought of getting married. Not yet, he said to the people. “The right one has not appeared yet.”
Whether a thing like the “real one” existed, and, if positive, how she would look like, was seriously questionable. Leonardo was not a man who made compromises, especially not regarding sex. Diversity fucking was an essential matter for him, and he was not ready to give up on random meetings.
The morning was fresh, but sunny, better than any November day he had seen in years. Excited over his hunt, he quickly huddled indoors, took the gun and disappeared in the forest. Due to his lack of experience, he couldn’t be sure his hunt would be successful. At least I could spread my legs a bit, he thought.
Lost in his thoughts, he walked deeper and deeper inside the forest. Around noon, he had lost any hope of a successful chase. It was right then when his day got slightly luckier!
A gray, well-fed rabbit was grazing the bushy tubers under a lavish pine. Observing it from a few-meters distance, Leo considered his shooting position was safe. Moving extremely slowly in order not to disturb the rabbit, he stood behind a bush and pointed his gun.
He might well not be the most sensitive man on Earth, but he did feel sorry for the poor animal. Soon, it was about to be deprived of its careless life in the woods and converted into a meal.
He was aware that such thinking would never allow him to become a professional hunter, but at the end of the day, he did not even want to become one.
Thinking, he had lost his focus completely. The bullet ended up stuck in the pine stem and the rabbit almost flew away in the battle for his life.
Fuck! He thought. That was a magnificent chance.
“You should hold your weapon an inch higher since you’re kneeling,” a strong female voice interrupted him. It was a scary situation-in such a dense forest, you could not expect to see people, especially not a person like herself.
Two meters behind him, there was some interesting scenery: out of the blue, a savage-like girl appeared. Tall and thickset, she seemed almost surreal, as if time had never passed, and the world was still a ruckus of ungoverned chaos.
“Even when I don’t look for trouble, trouble looks for me”, gazing he said in silent laughter, obviously aware of how sexy this savage was.
However, she did not seem so friendly. The look on her face was a bit grumpy, and she held a bow with a pointed arrow in her hands.
“Hey there, Xena. Relax, I come in peace!”
“I am not Xena, I am Artemis. And you better introduce yourself, intruder.”
“So I am the intruder now? Ha ha… I must have accidentally crossed a movie scene. Anyway, I am Leo.”
“Why do you think you can hunt here Leo? This is my territory. Only I can hunt here!”
“Wanna fight there, badass?” he laughed.
“Calm down. See, I already dropped the gun.”
“Yes, but you haven’t paid your toll for intruding on my lands. She finally relaxed and her shiny chicks grew in a modest smile.”
Am I the only one who thinks I am going to get laid right now, he proudly thought. For a middle-aged man, he maintained a perfect figure and had a charm no woman could say no to. She definitely noticed that.
“Let me correct that mistake Artemis.” He spoke while approaching her carefully.
“How can I be of any good to you?”
“Eros left me last night. I need you to cure my sadness with magical seeds.”
“Is that what they’re calling it these days?” He laughed.
“Don’t worry, dear. You’re going to get laid.”
He pushed her to the pine.
“Grab it!” he shouted. Experience dictated: Never lose time.
Her arms held harshly, almost peeling the stem, while he quickly raised her skirt up on the tight, dark ass. She had no underwear! His dick started to pulse as he fiercely pushed it inside.
“I bet that Eros of yours didn’t do you on a pine tree, didn’t he?”
She just gasped repeatedly, unable to speak.
“How do you like me intruding your vagina now, ah?”
Out of her incomprehensible muttering, he understood only “It hurts”.
“Yes, yes, tell me how this big cock feels!”
He pushed her as if his life depended on it. He bent forward and started licking her back, aware of how much women adored that. He grabbed her tits and stabbed her even stronger. Soon, he felt the walls of her vagina squeezing his dick, and a wonderful flow went down her magical cave.