Dirty Erotica Sex Stories

by Jenny Ramshard

  There was nothing to say that what we were doing was wrong or right. I gave them the green light and both of them were in the driver’s seat driving at a speed that didn’t seem healthy.

  I instinctively knew there were moments where they were both guilty of slowing down to protect their masculinity. I had the added benefit of both of them fighting for control.

  I didn’t know how much time had gone by, but I had the good fortune to play with my clit at the same time. It leveled the playing field. There was no walking away from a sure thing. It was no charade when I lost my mind. The pleasing sensations were coming quicker with each one. My body had not known this kind of pleasure. It was greedily swallowing both members from different ends.

  “I want to cum hard in her mouth.” Colby didn’t even hesitate. He plugged me solidly and began to piston like a jackhammer during construction. I was getting the fucking of a lifetime and I knew his pace quickened for a reason.

  Thomas reserved his spot at the head of the table. I gave his cock the kind of unbridled enthusiasm to push him past his limits. The weight of the shaft on my tongue and the head wedged into my throat with each thrust had him convulsing in less than 5-minutes.

  Thomas was the first one to get off with long streams of thick cream to satiate my appetite. I let it pool on my tongue until he was suitably relieved. I gave in and swallowed a thick burst of flavor tickling my palate.

  “I’m getting ready to fill you up, bitch.” I wasn’t sure that I liked his tone, but in the moment it didn’t really bother me. “I’ve been playing with myself all day waiting for this moment.” He grunted with satisfaction and fired with no will of his own. It was enough to leave him wasted and leaning over me tugging on my hair.

  I got the skinny on their partnership, but I wasn’t sure that it was fit for publication. I promised them that I would edit my notes. It meant that we were going to have to meet to go over some details. It was a hard job, but somebody had to do it. I was hoping they would show me how hard they were when I came to give them a sneak peek.

  We became exclusive and the article made their business flourish. Some of the article wasn’t flattering about past enterprises they were involved in. The bad press did nothing to ruin them. They were worried, but I put their mind at ease with both of their cocks in my mouth. They were so easy.

  I was going to propose a living arrangement under the same roof with a custom-made bed to fit all three of us. I had a good feeling they were going to be receptive.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 15

  Chapter One

  I saw the way that they looked at me and it made me wonder how it was possible that it could be this easy. There were many young ladies of experienced persuasion, but something about me made them take a second look.

  I didn’t consider myself anything more than normal. It didn’t mean that I wouldn’t take advantage of the less than subtle overtures to get my attention. It didn’t take long for me to understand how a man had only one thing on their mind. They were only using the one head between their legs.

  “I don’t know how you can get away with these things, Samantha. I would never be able to get away with what you wear on a daily basis. It’s a good thing that you are away from home where they can’t see you. They don’t know half of the things that we’ve gotten ourselves into over the years. I blame you for being a bad influence.” Nicole wasn’t really complaining and I was the one that was taking the risks and she was reaping the rewards.

  I did have the tendency to manipulate her into doing things that she would never consider doing otherwise.

  I was wearing a very low cut red blouse and a black leather skirt barely hiding the essentials. I could easily distract by bending over a certain way. The enjoyment was when I could feel their eyes burning a hole from behind and making me feel like I was wearing nothing at all.

  “I know you better than anyone and I know you secretly want to do the same thing. I would definitely be in your shoes had I not decided to go away to college. The freedom to do whatever I want without worrying somebody is looking over my shoulder is something that I will never get used to.” It was liberating and empowering to be a woman in a male dominated society. I had learned to use the tools God gave me.

  “Nobody is safe and you could have anybody with just one glance. We both know it. It just confuses me the reason why you have to make them into your puppets. They walk around like panting puppies. You should be careful and you never know when one of them will take exception to your behavior. I would love to be there when you finally meet your match.” She could say that, but it was mostly sour grapes. The sad truth was that she wanted to be exactly like me. It was the reason why she was following me around to pick up the leftover scraps.

  “There seems to be some miscommunication and you haven’t lived one day of your life until you met me.” I had only been with one man and it was a dismal disappointment.

  Eric was my best friend and we had ruined it by doing something physical. It was never quite the same after and we could barely look at each other in the eyes.

  Technically, I was still a virgin and he had barely gotten the tip in when he couldn’t control himself.

  We had drifted apart and had been relegated to Christmas greetings. Those were the kinds of pleasantries that were mainly for show. I had the feeling my relentless teasing was brought upon because I couldn’t risk having my heart broken.

  “The rumors have been swirling about your experience. The bathroom wall apparently has your phone number written in bold black letters.” I already knew some of the stories going around and I smiled thinking how they had been embellished.

  “I can assure you that nobody has gotten close enough to find out. I like the game and I have no interest in doing anything more than raising their flags.” I was scoping out my latest conquest, a freshman looking a little out of place. He had no idea how many nights he was going to spend fantasizing about my face and my body.

  “I know that look better than anybody and I really don’t want to be around to see you act impulsively. I have things to do and it doesn’t look like you are listening to me. I do have to admit living vicariously through you has gotten me through some lonely nights. I just wish my boyfriend Christopher would take things to the next level. He’s sweet, but I need a man’s touch and not some little boy.” I was listening to her, but I was also watching this young kid bend over in a compromising position.

  “Sometimes it’s necessary to take the bull by the horns. I know some girls consider confidence sexy, but I like the feeling of having them wrapped around my little finger. Most of them know it’s not going to go anywhere, but that doesn’t stop them from trying.” The kid looked lost and I felt like it was my responsibility to take him by the hand.

  I got sidetracked with a text message from my parents. I looked up to find that my latest obsession had disappeared. I looked all over for him, darting my eyes from one side of the quad to the other to no avail.

  I was getting hot and bothered and I was counting on him to put out the flame by having him trip over his tongue. I was disappointed and frankly fucking horny which meant that I needed to find some quiet place to relieve the pent up frustration.

  Classes were in session and I had a couple of hours before my next one began. I liked to consider myself a fly on the wall and I could sneak up on anybody without them realizing I was there. It was my superpower.

  Walking by the male locker room was one of my guilty pleasures. I had on occasion spied from the corner hoping to see the brief glimpse of one of the jocks in various states of undress.

  This time I was a little bit bolder thinking I might be able to catch one of them off guard showering. I saw the steam coming out from under the door. I was biting my lip with the anticipation of watching somebody’s soapy hands work over their flesh.

  I took off my heels and in bare feet, I made my approach. My heart was lit
erally in my throat and my palms were sweating with that nervous energy in the air. I used my foot to casually kick the door open to see clothing strewn about.

  I heard muffled voices and it was obvious there was more than one to satisfy my curiosity. I had to be careful and getting caught was not on my list of priorities. I liked the danger and the possibility of somebody catching me in the act.

  This was the first time that I had gone this far, but I couldn’t stop. I saw something that caught my eye and I wanted to take a closer look. The shadows of their endowment had me a prisoner of curiosity.

  Chapter Two

  “I don’t know what to tell you, Benjamin. We’ve all had those thoughts, but very rarely do we ever act on it.” Benjamin was a bald Adonis and one of two of my favorite teachers. He was a professor of modern studies and he knew how to weave a tale to make the characters come to life.

  “Dylan, I can’t sleep and I can barely eat. I know this is an occupational hazard and could lead to far reaching consequences. She leaves me breathless and hungry to peel those soaking wet panties down her legs. I can almost smell her. The way she looks at me has me standing at a full salute. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you.” I was in the perfect spot and hearing them tell tales out of school was making my hands move delicately underneath my skirt.

  “I don’t even want to say her name. Every day is a never ending hell which ends up with me in the bathroom. She has the ability to make me think nasty thoughts all day long. These moments are the only reprieve I get from thinking about her.” Dylan was getting under my skin.

  My wet dream was coming true and both Dylan and Benjamin had been a subject of my fantasies.

  I could only wish the girl they were talking about was me. Their classes were the reason why I got up in the morning. I looked forward to seeing their faces and showing a bit of skin to make them a little bit more uncomfortable in their clothing.

  “She doesn’t need extra tutoring and she aces the material better than most. I would love to be able to touch her after hours.” Dylan’s voice was melting my resolve and turning my teasing into something physical.

  “Damn it… I forgot that one of my students wants to talk about his grades. There are times that I get tired of the same thing every day.” Benjamin grabbed a towel and walked right by me without even registering that I was there.

  I stared open mouthed at his ass and marveling at the half globes with the towel slung over his shoulders. Sinking my teeth into either one would have made my day. If he had looked back for one second, he would’ve seen me pressed up against the wall with my hand underneath my skirt. I was begging the universe to give him a reason to turn around, but he continued undeterred.

  “Samantha… Samantha.” My eyes went wide at the implication of what Dylan was whispering underneath his breath in the shower alone.

  Dylan was the studious type and for some reason, he was becoming an obsession. Both of them were talking about me and I couldn’t imagine a finer praise. His dark hair was always a little unruly with that one lone strand hanging down over his eyes. He wore a suit pressed with not even one wrinkle.

  I was biting my thumb and then began to thrust it back and forth along the surface of my tongue. This was to mimic the feel of a cock, but it was a pale comparison to the real thing.

  Reaching back, I pulled down the zipper on my skirt and let it fall to the floor around my ankles. I unbuttoned my blouse with the frilly material of my bra trying to contain my bountiful bosom.

  A young man could take lessons from women who wear these things every day. It was always quite hilarious to see their face when they tried to find the clasp. I did it with careful deliberation and found that my nipples were already pebbled.

  “I know you want this cock in your mouth… Samantha….” I dared myself to turn the corner to see him with his hand working the frothy soap up and down his column of flesh.

  I placed one leg up on the tile wall with a chill running through my body. Slapping my hand over my mouth was the only way that I was going to prevent from gasping out loud at the size of his equipment.

  If I were to make an educated guess, I would have to assume 8 inches of solid steel was waiting for whatever hole I was willing to give him. I still couldn’t quite believe that I was even breaking one of my rules.

  “I’m almost there… I know you want me to shoot my load all over your face. Tell me with your eyes and with your mouth full of my cock. Make me see the desire and beg me to give you a creamy facial.” I couldn’t believe these words were coming out of Dylan’s mouth. I couldn’t allow what he was about to do to go to waste.

  “I do want that.” His hand froze on the shaft and he stayed completely still like he couldn’t quite believe that my voice had somehow materialized.

  “I have to be dreaming.” He turned and saw me standing with my breasts exposed and my panties practically see through from my juices seeping out of my hole.

  “Dylan, I can assure you that you’re not dreaming. This is as real as it’s going to get. If you want me to leave then all you have to do is say so.” The serpent between his legs was the focus of my lust.

  “You can’t be here… It’s not right.” I turned to leave, but his hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the scalding water shooting from the head of the shower.

  “You have a funny way of saying no when we both know that what you mean is yes.” His fingers slid along my stomach and then he was breaching his own ethics.

  “I don’t know what compelled you to come in here. We need to finish this quickly.” He was overanxious and his hand had already done half the work for me.

  “I would say that visions of me have already fueled you into action. I don’t have any personal knowledge, but I’ve heard from those of male persuasion who have said that it’s better when somebody else does it.” I might have been inexperienced, but I had seen my fair share of dirty movies on the Internet.

  I released his fingers one at a time from around his large and imposing flesh. I replaced it with my own fingers. My tongue was lazily moving across my lips. I moved my hand all the way up to the top to reveal a bubble of excitement. I touched it and pulled it back to see it was clinging to my finger. I attempted to get it up to my mouth, but it snapped a few inches before I was able to.

  He pushed me away with his two hands holding me against the wall. The presence of his manhood was rubbing up against my panty clad mound. The friction and the heat of my loins were enough to send him towards the finish line.

  “I want you… I want you to shoot it all over my panties and make me wear it for the rest of the day.” He was grunting his response and biting my neck hard enough to make my legs tremble.

  “You are a dirty girl and I have a good mind to put you over my knee.” The very thought had me creaming down the inside of my legs.

  “I am a dirty girl and you know what dirty girls want?” The question lingered in the air and he had his hands down inside my panties touching my clit.

  “No…what do dirty girls want?” I could see the vein down the back throbbing and he wasn’t going to need much incentive to push him the rest of the way.

  “What I really want are two cocks to satisfy me until I am spent and begging for more. I want to feel those two cocks pumping within my fist and to feel the heads swelling against my tongue. To rub the heads together and lick them clean of every single drop would be my Christmas and birthday all rolled into one.” I kissed him; slipping him the tongue and feeling the pulsating jets of his excitement escape the confines of his balls.

  “You just…made me cum all over your panties. You should take them off and taste them.” I don’t think he thought that I would do it, but I was determined to be his bitch or maybe that was the other way around.

  I turned the tables and had him pressed up against the wall. He kneeled and pulled my panties all the way down. Lifting the soiled garment, he pressed them into my hands.

  “You don’t think I will do it.” His eyes went wi
de as saucers when I stuck out my tongue and hung the garment in the air over my mouth. There was quite the load and it dripped hotly onto my tongue.

  “This is fucking insane.” He watched me suck on the fabric and then I put them back on.

  “Now that we have broken the ice, I was wondering what you thought about a threesome. We can do this again, but you are going to have to do something for me. Talk to Benjamin and feel him out about all of us doing something together. There’s no reason why we have to waste any more time. I want the two of you to be my first.” I walked away feeling his jism touching the lips of my sex.

  Chapter Three

  “I don’t know what it is about you, but something has changed. You’re no longer chasing anyone with a nice body and a pair of legs. Don’t tell me that you’ve fallen in love.” I didn’t feel like I had to dignify Nicole’s question with a response.