Dirty Erotica Sex Stories

by Jenny Ramshard

  “Flush the toilet!” Joe snapped. “And turn on the fan. I don’t want to smell that wafting in here.”

  Valerie felt like such an idiot. She had almost blown her whole cover. She apologized and went back to the bathroom. She did everything, and washed her hands, and then sprayed some aerosol air cleanser. She wanted to make sure he knew why there was no smell.

  “So when are we going to see this quack?” Joe mumbled without turning over. Valerie was so excited to hear Joe giving in. Normally he fought her on stuff like this.

  “7pm,” Valerie said as she rolled over and kissed Joe on the shoulder. “I tried to give you some time to get home from work. I wanted this to fit both of our schedules.”

  “Terrific,” Joe grumbled and swatted Valerie away.

  Valerie laid back down and stared at the ceiling. She was happy that they were going, but she was frustrated. She wanted human contact. She wanted to be desired, and lusted after. Maybe I should just tell him that, she thought to herself. Valerie knew that communication was a big part of her problem.

  “Joe, I need you to…”

  “ZZZZZZZZ!” Joe let out a huge snore.

  “I guess it’s just you and me,” Valerie said to her hand as she sucked the fingers into her mouth to wet them. As the tips touched her tongue she found herself thinking about Francisco and that bulge that she always saw in his shorts.

  She thought about reaching out to grab that bulge as her hand disappeared beneath the sheets. Valerie started to move her fingers in small circles around the sensitive skin between her thighs. Her other hand moved to her breasts. She worked at the nipples, teasing them, making one hard and then moving onto the next.

  She was imagining Francisco between her legs. His long, brown hair was all that she could see as his face disappeared between her thighs. When he came back up, it was no longer Francisco between her legs. Suzanne kissed her way up Valerie’s stomach. Their lips met and Valerie’s whole body shook with ecstasy. She could feel the throbbing all over her body.

  Normally she would’ve just gone to sleep, but Valerie had never thought of a woman while masturbating before. She wasn’t sure what it meant, or if it needed to mean anything. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

  Chapter 2

  “Never? Not even once?” Sheila asked when Valerie got to work and told her friend about the night that she had had. “I feel like this is a junior high conversation. You must’ve masturbated thinking about other women.”

  It was something that Valerie had dealt with her whole life. She was a female body builder and so people just assumed that she was a lesbian, or bi. Valerie didn’t have any problem with people who were that way, but she didn’t like the assumptions.

  “Have you?” Valerie tried to control her tone, but she was getting very defensive. It was a weird feeling, because Sheila wasn’t attacking her at all.

  “Of course,” Sheila’s words came out so enthusiastically that she embarrassed herself. “I mean not all the time…I spend my days surrounded by yoga pants, for God’s sake!”

  “Okay, relax,” Valerie reassured her friend that everything was okay. “I was just making sure that it was normal. I just don’t want it to mean anything.”

  “Well…”

  “What?”

  “If nothing else, it does sort of mean that you want Suzanne to kiss you,” Sheila let her voice trail off as she waited for Valerie’s reaction. “You’re just curious about it. We’re humans, we’re curious…you know what? It’s nothing, forget I said anything.” Sheila was starting to get worried about her friend. Valerie was turning pale. “Are you okay?”

  “I just don’t know what I’m going to do,” Valerie moaned.

  “Why, what’s wrong?” There was a weird look on Sheila’s face. It was like she knew something that Valerie didn’t know. Valerie saw it, but she was too upset to do anything about it. She just needed to move on.

  “Suzanne is going to be here in a half hour,” Valerie sighed the words, but there was no time to mope. The girls had to get the gym ready. The first patrons of the morning would be in soon and the machines needed to be wiped and calibrated properly.

  Sheila tossed Valerie a towel and they started wiping the machines down. Wiping the machines down was not enough of a distraction. Valerie could do it in her sleep. She was still thinking about Suzanne, and her perfect squats. The curve of her ass while she was doing squats. Valerie decided to stay right with Sheila so they could talk as they wiped.

  They talked about the class schedules for the day as they wiped the machines. Sheila was bent over wiping a treadmill, and Valerie noticed the way her friend’s gluts looked in the position. It started with a glance, but that turned into a stare. Sheila was 28, a year older than Valerie, and she was a big fan of calisthenics. Valerie had often complimented Sheila on her form. Valerie followed the curve of her gluts up to Sheila’s tiny stomach, and then…

  “Are you checking me out?”

  “What?” Valerie tried to sound surprised, but she knew she was caught. “Okay, yes fine. I’m sorry. I am just a little freaked out.” Valerie saw the devious smile forming on Sheila’s face. She stood up and walked to the other side of the room. There were plenty of machines to wipe down.

  The time was flying by, and Valerie was trying to work hard to keep her mind off of her troubling dreams. “Will you mop the showers?” Sheila called out from across the gym floor. Valerie nodded and headed off to do it. Normally she would’ve put up a fight, but she wanted to stay busy. Sheila was definitely taking advantage of the situation, but Valerie didn’t really care.

  Valerie knew that she was going to run into Suzanne if she went into the women’s showers right now. Suzanne was a creature of habit. She was always at the gym at 9:35am. Valerie started with the men’s shower.

  “Hey,” Francisco shouted as he saw Valerie walk into the men’s locker room. He was the only one in there. Valerie tried to cover her face, but she had already seen it. She had always known that he was muscular, but his body was a thing of beauty.

  "Sorry!" Valerie was so distracted she forgot to announce herself. Francisco was standing in front of her wearing only a grin. "I will come later."

  "Oh, don't worry about that," Francisco laughed as he found a towel. "You don't want to wait too long; this place starts to fill up in a half hour or so. Then you'll see somethings you really can't unsee."

  Francisco headed out of the room in his towel. He wasn't bashful, and Valerie had tried not to look, but now she understood why he was so comfortable with his body. Francisco was a natural body builder, and the lack of steroids was quite evident from the large package between his legs.

  Valerie mopped up and headed over to do the women’s side. If everything was on schedule, Suzanne would be on the treadmills by now. Valerie looked over to see the long, brown ponytail bobbing around in step with the treadmill. Valerie was moving fast, because she didn’t want Suzanne to say hi. The trainer had to mentally prepare before she could handle seeing the gorgeous creature.

  “Hi, Val!”

  “Suzanne!” Valerie fell back against the door. She tried to recover quickly, but it was hard to make her reaction seem normal. “Sorry, I…uh…too much coffee today.”

  Valerie was turning red already, but her lame answer made things worse. Valerie tried to look at anything other than Suzanne. She was standing in a towel. She had clearly just gotten out of the shower. Her skin looked shiny and beautiful. Valerie scanned the room in many different directions, but her eyes kept going right back to Suzanne.

  “Well, I am a little off today too,” Suzanne sighed. “I woke up ten minutes late and now it feels like my whole day is off. I am anxious to get out there and start cranking out the reps.” Suzanne dropped her towel and Valerie let out a low moan that was way too loud. Suzanne gave Valerie a sly smile, but she kept getting dressed.

  Valerie closed her mouth and hurried to the shower. She mopped up quickly as she wondered how much worse the day could ge
t. Valerie was going crazy inside. She felt like her marriage was in real danger today. She didn’t know how many perfectly sculpted naked bodies she could see before she was going to lose control.

  “What do you want to do Val?” Suzanne purred as she leaned her head into the shower.

  Valerie sputtered for a minute as she tried to form words. Suzanne started walking closer, and Valerie fumbled with the mop. She lunged forward to grab the mop. Suzanne grabbed Valerie’s hand and the trainer froze. Suzanne put the hand on her hip.

  Valerie’s whole body was alive with anticipation, fear, and arousal. Suzanne grabbed Valerie by the back of the neck and pulled her face in. As their lips met, Valerie moaned and she felt tingles moving through her body. She pressed her body against Suzanne’s tight body. She could feel put her other arm around her. They were both letting their hands roam freely on each other’s bodies.

  Valerie was kissing with abandon. She loved the feeling of the soft, smooth lips on hers. She was enjoying the flavor of Suzanne’s lips as well. Valerie let her tongue explore the depths of Suzanne’s mouth. She sucked Suzanne’s tongue into her own mouth and nibbled gently on the edge of the long pink tendril.

  It wasn’t until she felt Suzanne’s bare hand on her breast that Valerie realized things had gone too far. “Whoa!” Valerie yelled. She got her hands up in front of her, but Suzanne only smiled.

  “You don’t like it,” Suzanne cooed as she teased the nipple with her small, delicate fingertips. Valerie was trying to speak, but her words weren’t coming out. Suzanne dug her hand beneath Valerie’s waistband. “It really seems like you’re enjoying it.”

  “I can’t, I can’t, I’m married,” Valerie moaned as she tried to move away. She was really trying to move, but Suzanne’s fingers had her locked in place. Suzanne moved her fingers in deeper and her thumb gently teased the clit. “Oooommm, I cccc…ccahh, an’t.”

  Chapter 3

  “You didn't do anything wrong,” Valerie told herself for the 900th time. She had stopped Suzanne. The older woman had three fingers inside by the time Valerie finally got the words out, it had stopped everything, and that was the important thing.

  “How was work?” Joe asked walking in the door. He didn't stop to listen. He was on his way to the shower.

  Valerie tried to be mad for a second, but after the day she'd had it was hard to be mad. She was glad to have an excuse for not talking about what happened at work. “I tried to tell you, honey.” Valerie said to herself as she walked into the kitchen.

  The worst part about getting their dream house so soon was that it was so empty. The place was designed with pets and kids in mind. It was way too big for two people. There was too much room to hide. Joe and Valerie were both better at running from their problems. Being in the kitchen meant that Valerie wouldn’t have to see Joe until it was time to leave.

  “Ready,” Joe sighed as he came into the kitchen. He held out his hand, and Valerie gave him a little smile. They never held hands anymore. She took his hand and they headed out to the car. Valerie wondered what had brought on this kindness, but she didn’t ask. She tried to just enjoy it.

  At the office, they were seated in the waiting room. The hand holding was over. They both seemed on edge. Valerie and Joe were the only ones in the waiting room. There was a desk, but it just had a post-it note on it saying, “Please be seated.”

  “How long do we have to wait here?” Joe asked as soon as the clock read, ‘7:01.’ She was now technically one minute late. Valerie would have teased him, but she felt the same way. Valerie just wanted to get this over with. The whole day she had just been flashing back to her time in the showers. It was getting worse the closer we got to 7 o’clock.

  “We just need to relax,” Valerie said as she tried to keep her composure. She was folding and unfolding her hands on her lap. Joe stood up and started pacing. Valerie could see the nervous energy in every movement. “What is wrong?”

  “I had a…I had an interesting day,” Joe said as he ran his hand through his hair. He was clearly upset.

  “I did too,” Valerie admitted. She heard the tone in her voice, and when she looked at Joe she could tell that he knew something was up.

  “It wasn’t that Francisco asshole,” Joe groaned. “Just tell me it wasn’t that douche.”

  “What, no, no.” Valerie was getting defensive. She stood up trying to reset herself. “Okay, here’s the thing. It was just a kiss…”

  “Same!” Joe interjected quickly. “It was just a kiss and then I pulled away. I said, ‘No’ and that was it.”

  “Same here,” Valerie was looking down at the ground. She was feeling awful. “Okay, it was a little more than a kiss, but I got everything stopped before she gave me an orgasm.”

  “She?” Joe sounded freaked out, but also a bit intrigued. It was all very new to him. Valerie thought she could actually see him processing the information through the furrows in his forehead. “Well, mine was still just a kiss. A customer took a test drive, we were talking, flirting, I guess, and then pulled over to the side of the road and kissed me.”

  “Oh,” Valerie sighed. She kind of wished that Joe had kept going with a more lurid story. So far he seemed to have the moral high ground.

  “Tell me…ah, so what happened with yours?” Joe stammered out his question.

  “I can see you now.” The door had opened and Valerie’s jaw dropped. Suzanne was standing right in front of her. The personal trainer could feel the heat in her cheeks as the therapists smile went right through her. Valerie took a quick peek to see if Joe noticed what was going on, but Joe seemed just as surprised to see the doctor.

  “This isn’t a good idea,” Joe said as he turned around.

  “I did it on purpose,” Suzanne said before Joe could walk too far. “You both passed the test. You proved to me that this is definitely a marriage worth saving.”

  Valerie smiled to herself, it had taken a lot of will power to resist Suzanne in the shower. She turned to Joe and held out her hand. He took the hand and they walked into the office.

  “Please take your shoes off,” Suzanne said as she pointed over to a mattress on the floor and they all found a place on the mattress. The satin sheets felt delicious on Valerie’s bare feet. She found a thick, squishy red pillow and laid sideways on top of it. Joe leaned back against the wall. Suzanne sat on the middle of the mattress right between the couple.

  “Sheila told me about you guys weeks ago,” Suzanne started. Valerie was listening, sort of, she was looking around the office at the paintings and the décor. It looked more like a room in a brothel than a doctor’s office. “I don’t take on clients until I know that they have a spark that is worth saving. You guys haven’t lost your spark. I know it feels like that, but the spark is still there. What we need to do is to reactivate it.”

  “You’re both young, and attractive,” Suzanne said as she sat up on her knees. She was wearing a tight wrap-over dress, and Valerie gasped as Suzanne pulled the dress off. “I’m sorry, you needed more warning.”

  “No…no, it’s fine,” Valerie had a hand up blocking her line of sight as she stammered.

  “Is this supposed to be helping?” Joe asked as he tried to look anywhere else. He had folded his hands across his chest and his head kept moving all over the room. Suzanne’s breasts were just so big, round, and full, they were like eye magnets. “I mean, what are you trying to accomplish?”

  “We’re going to awaken your spark,” Suzanne spoke in a very excited tone and the power in her voice was having an effect on the couple. “Okay, will you guys grow up and look at my tits please.”

  Joe looked over to Valerie, and she nodded that it was okay. Valerie wanted to look at the tits too. There was something so erotic about the position Suzanne was in, sitting back on her knees, and her hair up in a bun. Valerie and Joe took it all in.

  “Now, Joe,” Suzanne said, offering Valerie a devious smile. “You pulled away much faster today.” Joe and Valerie exchanged a nervous
glance as Suzanne discussed the infidelity test. “So, you get to touch me first.”

  “What?!” The couple shouted in unison.

  “It is part of the process,” Suzanne’s voice had the same calm tone. “We are going to rediscover your spark, and part of that is realizing that the sexual aspects of life are separate from the emotional.”

  “I’m not sure, I’m comfortable with this,” Valerie moaned. She was nervous, but her eyes had barely left the therapist’s breasts, except to look at the flat stomach and toned thighs that accompanied the beautiful chest.

  “Oh, so now you’re uncomfortable,” Suzanne laughed. “Three fingers,” Suzanne reminded Valerie holding up the three fingers that had been driving Valerie crazy that morning.

  “I’m so sorry, Joe,” Valerie said as she threw herself into Joe’s arms.