50 SHADES of EROTICA: Mega Collection of 50 Erotic Stories

by Lexi Hunt

  He had raised up and stripped off her clothes completely as she lay inert in the aftermath of her orgasm. When she came to her senses, James was holding her close and kissing the skin of her neck and her ears as she clung to him. It was thrilling enough to feel his lips on her skin and his arms warm around her, but it was his words that electrified her.

  “I don’t mind if you want her baby, if you want to get naked with that little cutie go right ahead…I’d love to fuck her myself but I don’t think she likes men.” Tina’s blood ran cold for a second, but she couldn’t fault him for being honest with her. He was even conceding that she could have sex outside their relationship when he could not.

  “You’d…you’d let me have sex with Cindy and wouldn’t expect to get sex from somewhere else too?”

  “All I want Tina, is for you to feel the ecstasy that I see in your face when she flirts with you. Nothing on earth gives me more pleasure than seeing you truly hot and bothered baby,” he said. “I’d give anything to watch you, but I know how private you are. All I ask in return is that I get to wake up next to you every day for the rest of my life.”

  It was said quietly, and with such love that Tina was filled with warmth and passion for this wonderful man she had married. She slid down his body, doing the things she knew he loved. At the very end, she closed her lips around his throbbing cock, and squeezing his balls as he emptied every drop of sperm from them.

  James took the girls and went to visit his mother on the next Friday night, leaving early to make the three hour drive before dark. Tina, dressed only in her terry cloth robe with nothing beneath, sat on the sofa waiting for the doorbell to ring.

  The doorbell rang and Tina jumped nervously at the jarring sound even though she had been anxiously awaiting it. Cindy was waiting expectantly at the door, dressed in her school uniform, as usual. Her eyes lit up when she saw how Tina was dressed. “Mr. Sanders’ car is gone,” she said in a soft voice.

  “I sent him to his mother’s house with the girls,” Tina whispered. Cindy stepped inside and carefully closed the door behind her, clasping her hands behind her back and leaning against the door.

  “Mrs. Sanders…” Cindy began.

  “Tina, please call me Tina…”

  “Tina,” Cindy whispered. She pulled her arms from behind her and wrapped them around Tina tightly, pulling the excited and frightened married woman close. “Tina…” Cindy’s smooth sweet lips pressed against her own and Tina felt a wild streak of lust flash through her as Cindy’s taut breasts pressed against hers.

  Cindy pulled away and she slipped the blue blazer from her shoulders and they were staggering across the living room to the sofa. Their kisses became deeper and more exploratory. Tina found herself searching the deepest recesses of Cindy’s fresh tasting mouth, her hands itching to touch and explore as well. Cindy started it, slipping her dainty hands inside the soft terry cloth robe, the tips of her fingers tracing the soft contours of Tina’s breasts. Tina’s groan of desire escaped her lips as Cindy’s thumb and forefinger closed around her nipple. “That’s what I like,” Cindy whispered.

  Timidly, Tina unbuttoned the remaining buttons on Cindy’s white blouse and tugged it open. Cindy’s breasts were taut and well formed, and Tina could see absolutely no tan lines. For some reason the idea of the bold young beauty tanning naked in the sun thrilled her. Tina found one of Cindy’s tender nipples and squeezed it between her own thumb and forefinger. “Yessss!” Cindy cried. Tina desperately wanted more.

  Cindy was kissing her neck and softly sucking her earlobes, sending electric waves of pleasure coursing through Tina’s body. In the course of their explorations, somehow their clothes floated to the floor, and Tina was raptly exploring a nude female body other than her own for the first time. It was so easy, so natural to find the spots that would elicit desire and pleasure because they were the same on Cindy that they were on her own body. It was also easy to find new places because she could reach spots on Cindy that she couldn’t reach on her own. She softly licked the sensitive skin behind Cindy’s knees and the small of her back.

  Tina found herself licking the skin at the crack of Cindy’s ass, and in a bold move that surprised her, she pulled the cheeks of Cindy’s ass apart and tongued the puckered ring of the girl’s ass. Cindy’s reaction to that was one of wide eyed surprise and a squeal of pleasure. Tina immediately pointed her tongue and penetrated the tight ring…causing Cindy to go rigid, her fingers shredding the sheets as she came repeatedly from the anal caress. Eager to share the pleasure, Cindy wrapped herself around Tina and plunged her tongue into Tina’s ass. They remained in a tight sixty nine position, Tina sending the tip of her tongue into Cindy’s secret pleasure spots and Cindy doing the same to her. They were exhausted when they finally separated. Instead of rolling over and going to sleep as James usually did, Cindy crawled up close, pulling Tina’s head to her breast. Tina had no idea how long they kissed and cuddled, but when they finally slept, Tina’s thigh was between Cindy’s. A playing card wouldn’t have fit between them.

  Tina awakened after an hour or so. Cindy’s face was beautiful in the dim glow of the living room lamps. Tina was in awe of what she had learned about herself. Looking down at the sleeping nude form intertwined with her own body, she felt desire rise in her again. Carefully, Tina rolled the sleeping woman over onto her back. When Cindy lay on her back, her arms flung wide and her legs were wide as if she were waiting to welcome a man between her legs. Tina examined the structure of her own body and then the structure of Cindy’s. Slowly she crawled between Cindy’s widespread legs and lowered her mound to rub against Cindy’s. As she had guessed, when she pressed her mound against Cindy’s the resulting pressure brought pleasure to her clit. It was more indirect than contact with a man’s penis, and more subtle and delicate. It was also more intimate, and more suited to her gentler side. Sliding her hands beneath Cindy’s shoulder blades, Tina matched her nipples to Cindy’s and began to gently undulate against her. Without opening her eyes, Cindy’s legs spread wider and her arms came up behind Tina to pull her closer. Their lips met softly and the two melded together, writhing in exquisite pleasure. There was no hurriedness, no rush, it was slow and fluid and felt otherworldly to both of them

  After what seemed a sweet eternity to Tina, the pleasure knotted in her belly and began to blossom into a fire that was almost painful. Their movements increased in speed and pressure, but with none of the roughness one felt when a man began to pound into them…though it was no less pleasurable, just very different. Cindy began to quake first, the power of the first orgasm leaving her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy. Her arms wrapped tightly around Tina’s neck, her hips began to flop as if she had lost control of them and her moans became continuous. Tina’s orgasm was drawn out and infinitely sweet, without the sharp crescendo that she felt with James. It was indefinably different, but in its own way, the most satisfying orgasm she’d ever had.

  Tina gazed into Cindy’s eyes when it was over, and she leisurely swept the hair away from Cindy’s face. “Do you like men too?” she quietly asked the radiant beauty. Cindy flushed and shook her head no. “Then we’ll have to keep this between ourselves, won’t we?” Cindy smiled and kissed her new lover with a satisfied smile.

  FORBIDDEN HEAT

  SYNOPSIS:

  A graduation trip with her mother and stepfather promised to be a great adventure in the Bahamas. Sunny had no idea that the warm tropical climate would generate such forbidden heat…

  It wasn’t something either of them had planned, nor was it something either of them had expected. When it happened, it came out of the blue sky of the Caribbean and it struck them with the power and majesty of a tropic lightning bolt, leaving them both breathless…and not confused at all.

  Sunny and her stepfather had always been close. From the time Brad and her mother had gotten married when Sunny was twelve they had been pals and had done everything together. Sunny followed Brad around on weekends, helping him with
his chores, going fishing or golfing, watching football on TV, or shooting hoops in the driveway. When Miriam had tried to get her daughter interested in more girlish pursuits, Sunny had turned up her nose at her mother’s efforts and Miriam had shrugged her shoulders and given up on the girl. Sunny was a devout tomboy and determined not to change.

  Sunny and Brad were outdoorsy types, and Miriam was the type to stay in out of the sun and read a good book or watch TV. By the time Sunny was a full fledged teenager, their routines were established and they were all comfortable with themselves.

  Sunny chose the Bahamas from the variety of vacation spots they offered her for her graduation present. She was going to study marine archaeology in college and she had read about Little Exuma in some articles and wanted to dive there. Brad, an experienced diver, was ecstatic at her choice, and Miriam was happy that they had chosen a rental villa rather than a resort…no one would be trying to convince her to play shuffleboard or volleyball, and there would be no luau or group picnics to attend. She was looking forward to two weeks of uninterrupted reading and rest in the pale pink air conditioned villa described in the rental brochure.

  Their flight from Atlanta was direct, and the trip from the airport to Little Exuma Island was brief. Sunny and Brad took in the scenery exuberantly, while Miriam started the first of the dozen or so books she had brought with her. It was the continuation of an established pattern for them and it didn’t even require explanation when Brad and Sunny left Miriam reading in the air conditioned villa while they went exploring. In the garage was a selection of sporting goods to accommodate the renters as well as a Jeep and a tandem bicycle.

  The tandem bike was the first thing they pulled out, and soon Brad and Sunny were on their way. They had dressed for the tropics, brightly colored baggy shorts and tee shirts, and tennis shoes. With Brad at the front and Sunny on the back they headed down the packed dirt path through the palms, catching glimpses here and there of the gorgeous beaches.

  Before long they saw coral block pilings reaching out into a lagoon and Sunny had to stop and look at them. They parked the bike off the path, laying it down in the palmettos so no one would take off with it, and made their way through the palmettos to the water. The lagoon was larger than they had thought from what they could see from the path, and Sunny was stunned by what was revealed when they reached the water’s edge. Roughly a hundred yards away through crystal clear shallow water was a crescent of pure white sand beach, and a deserted cottage made of the shaped coral blocks. Overgrown with hydrangea, bougainvillea, and honeysuckle, the cottage was beautiful. Adjacent to the cottage was a natural freshwater pool fed cleverly by a series of primitive aqueducts from a spring that flowed into the lagoon. The whole scene looked as if it been conjured up for some romantic Caribbean postcard, and the temptation to get a closer look was just too strong to pass up. Brad followed Sunny when she waded towards the cottage.

  There was a deep channel just before they reached the crescent beach and Sunny didn’t hesitate to swim across it. In the deep crystal clear water, Brad could see the remains of a thirty foot sailboat and the coral pilings of an old pier. Sunny was ecstatic. When she climbed up onto the beach, she was dripping wet and her shorts and tee shirt were plastered to her like a second skin. Brad shook his head to get the water out of his hair, and when he looked up at Sunny’s burst of laughter, it seemed as if a hammer had struck him in the chest and stolen his breath away.

  Sunny’s wet golden hair was darker now, and hung to the small of her back. She had her arms above her head and behind her, wringing the salt water from her own hair. Her small, perfectly shaped breasts were clearly visible through her tee shirt, the pert nipples tilted up towards the blue Carribean sky. Her hard flat belly was limned against the thin cotton as well, and Brad could see no panty line through the thin pale yellow linen shorts. Her lively green eyes peered past a perfect nose over her wide generous mouth and lush lips, and her long slender legs seemed to go on forever. She looked like a picture off the cover of a men’s magazine and Brad’s reaction to her was natural and immediate.

  Sunny had started laughing because of Brad’s doglike shaking of his head to get the water out of his hair. Her laughter turned to something else as soon as she noticed the erection tenting his shorts…and died entirely when she realized that she was the cause of it. In that instant, both of them considered something that neither had honestly considered before.

  The two of them were so close, so in tune with each other that there was no need for talk. There was nothing that needed to be said that wasn’t plainly written on each other’s faces. Sunny reached down, crossing her arms, and lifted the soaking wet tee shirt above her head and exposing her lovely upper body to Brad’s hungry gaze. He lifted his tee shirt over his head, exposing his hard flat belly and his washboard abs, stepping closer to his stepdaughter. Sunny slid her shorts down and kicked off her sandals. In Brad’s eyes she was perfect. His own shorts and shoes fell to the beach and they closed the distance between them almost magically.

  Enveloped by the heady smell of the honeysuckle, their lips met and Sunny’s small taut breasts rubbed against Brad’s muscular torso. His penis bumped against the sparse golden hair of her mound and Sunny spread her knees slightly to allow him to slide in between her legs. She could feel the lips of her pussy spread on either side of the hard thick intruder, and she could feel her clit resting on the hard ridge of it.

  “Daddy,” she breathed, her lips pressed softly against his.

  “Sunny,” he murmured back, his hand reaching between them and cupping one firm exquisite breast. Her nipple rose against his palm and she shuddered.

  “I’ve never done this before,” she moaned into his mouth. The motion of her hips told Brad she had every intention of doing it now. Probing her sweet mouth with his tongue, Brad ran his hands over every inch of her body. It was so sweet and familiar but touching her was like seeing her all over for the first time. Sunny was exciting and seductive…and forbidden.

  “Please daddy,” she whispered, kissing his chin, then his neck, and then his chest, her knees trembling at the very thought of what she was about to do. She had dreamed of the day she would try the intimate act that she had heard her girlfriends talk so much about…she had never for a moment thought that it would be Brad she would try it with first.

  She felt her knees touch the sand and the thick tip of his cock touch her face at the same time. Her lush lips softly brushed his glans, and her delicate pink tongue flicked out to lick at the bottom of the crease leading up to the slit in the top of the helmet shaped tip. Brad’s shiver and the loud moan excited her, and the last remnants of her doubts about this dubious act were erased. Anything that gave him so much pleasure had to be good. Some of the other girls had expressed their dislike of having a cock in their mouth, and some had said that having a warm living organ in their mouths made them feel sexy.

  A whispered conversation with her best friend Jeanie had revealed that the taste of a man’s cum could be addictive. After she had sucked a cock for the first time, she had developed a bit of a reputation, one she didn’t deny or conceal. Jeanie’s confession that she had been blowing her stepfather was a bit of a shock to Sunny, because Mr. Stephens was short and balding with a bit of a pot belly. Jeanie had told her that the pudgy man’s cum was as sweet as his personality, and she couldn’t get enough of him.

  Sunny took Brad’s erection into her mouth slowly, savoring the moment and the sweet almond tasting precum that dripped from the tip of it. “Baby, you don’t have to…”

  Sunny looked up into her stepfather’s clear blue eyes. Her hands cradled his rigid penis as she took her mouth off him for a moment.

  “Daddy, I want to,” she whispered, her tongue flicked out and caressed the bottom of the swollen cock as if it couldn’t stand to be separated from the hard flesh. It was so hard, but the skin covering it was so soft… She took as much of it into her mouth as she could, a little more than half, and her cheeks went co
ncave as she sucked experimentally. Her fingers explored his balls, which were churning in their thin skin sack.

  “Oh my god,” Brad said, throwing his head back in an agony of excruciating pleasure. It was not his first blowjob by far, but he had never been on the receiving end of one so soft and loving. As much as he wanted to lay her back and enter her sweet young pussy, he was unwilling to forgo the intense joy of her virgin mouth. Sunny’s innocence and the taboo nature of their new relationship somehow made the act somehow more exciting…he couldn’t have stopped himself if he had wanted to.