Dirty Erotica Sex Stories

by Jenny Ramshard

  “How are you?” he asked Mila, gently holding her hand.

  “I’m good,” she replied, nonplussed. She felt she had been unfaithful to him by the way she had behaved with Allan on the beach.

  “Look at me,” he commanded her.

  She gradually leveled her gaze, but her eyes wavered.

  “You seem troubled.”

  “I just feel tired,” she reassured him.

  He regarded her intently, smoothing her hair with his palms. “How I wish we can go somewhere else where there’s only the two of us,” he expressed his feelings.

  Mila had the same wish too. Her earlier yearnings for Derek surfaced anew and she clutched his arm, wanting him to go on touching her forever. Her pussy started to grow moist, and her eyes revealed all her longings to Derek without her speaking a single word.

  Derek read her thoughts in an instant.“This won’t do…” he muttered. “We’ll have to do something about it.”

  He hauled her to her feet and led her to his tent and Allan’s.

  Mila protested, “What if Allan comes in?”

  “He’ll have to leave, of course. He’s a gentleman,” Derek reassured her.

  As soon as they were inside, he pinched her nipples underneath her bra and twirled them in his fingers. “Hmmmm, they’re ready for the plucking,” he murmured.

  He pulled down her undies halfway and patted her precious petals playfully with his fingers. “This baby is hot and moist. Shall I eat them?”

  Mila’s body quivered in eagerness, ready to give in to his masterful strokes. Derek knelt and brushed his nose on her clitoris. She gave a start as her nerve cells awakened and brought the sensation up her spine into her spinning head. She went dizzy with delight. “Ohhh, hmmmm…” She bit her lip controlling her moans as Derek continued rubbing his nose on her clit.

  The breeze from the doorway flitted inside and wafted through her exposed cunt, but only for a moment. Soon, Derek’s head blocked the air as he swooped down into her pussy and his tongue worked and licked the area like it was a delectable food. His tongue ran up and down the smooth folds of her petals, licking and sucking the fleshy, sensitive skin until Mila sucked her forearm to muffle the sounds of her delightful moans. Her other hand clutched Derek’s hair as his tongue focused on her clit and two of his fingers inched their way inside her virgin pussy.

  After a few minutes of foreplay, Mila moaned, “ahhhhhhh…God, I can’t take it anymore,” she whispered hoarsely, “please, please fuck me.”

  Derek finger fucked her as she stood against the wall fondling her tits and thrusting her famished pussy into Derek’s fingers. She ground her hips and stuttered as the tip of her orgasm hovered in the background. So this is what those romance books were talking about. This helpless wild clamor for physical satiation, Mila realized.

  They were standing near the flapping doors and the sounds of people talking outside were clearly audible.

  Derek stood up then and kissed her on the mouth, his fingers still finger fucking her. Mila clung to him firmly, her desires for him had doubled since the time they had kissed inside the cave, or was it Allan she was wishing for? Mila wondered, but she was uncaring as she thrust her hips forward and fumbled with his zipper, wanting him to fuck her with his dick.

  A rambling sound echoed in the distance and the rising voices of people can be heard from the tent. Derek stopped and listened intently to the din, but Mila had already climaxed, showering his fingers with her juices as she ground her pussy into his unmoving fingers. “Oh my God, ohhhh…” Mila cried in exultation against her arms, sucking it amidst the incredible pleasure of her climax.

  The voices from outside drew nearer.

  Mila swiftly pulled her panty up and mopped the sweat on her forehead. Derek wiped the visible traces of his own pre cum on the surface of his slacks.

  Heavy footfalls were approaching the tent. Derek said from behind her ear, “You owe me one, bad girl.”

  Mila was still shaking with her orgasm when a voice called out from outside of the tent, “Dr. Smith, are you there?”

  Derek quickly donned his white gown to cover his erection and the stain on his slacks. He hugged Mila and whispered, “Leave after a few minutes, see you later.”

  He rushed outside, “I’m here, what’s the problem? ”

  “Doctor, please come with me, a boy fell…” the voice faded in the distance as Mila stood there still trembling from her orgasm. Her knees wobbled and she sat down on the hard floor. She had never imagined that orgasm would feel that way, and she was thankful Derek was the first person, who made her cum. But what about him? She was wondering how she can return the favor. As a nurse, she knew that it was painful when men were aroused and were not able to ejaculate. Oh, well, he’s a doctor, he knows what he’s doing, she reprimanded herself.

  After Mila’s body physiology went back to normal, she stealthily left Derek’s tent and went to the nurses’ station to replenish the medical supplies. She was startled to come across Allan, who was sprawled in the garden chair. Did he come earlier to the tent?

  “Whoa, what happened to you? You’re glowing and your face is all flushed,” he sat straight and stared unabashedly at her.

  “I’ve been under the sun,” she lied, avoiding his eyes.

  Allan was thinking, she finally got it. Up to what extent? He was uncertain, but it didn’t bother him a bit. “Let’s have a cup of tea,” he prodded her forward.

  They sat under the shade of a tree peacefully sipping their cold tea, while watching the rural life going on around them. A number of people were cleaning the grounds, while some were lined up for their water supply. Mila was contented sitting there and enjoying Allan’s steadfast presence.

  That night, Mila was restless in bed. If she were to choose between Allan and Derek, who would it be? She shook her head, reproaching herself. They wouldn’t be THAT interested in her. They may have looked young but both of them are already in their 40s, old enough to be her fathers. Nevertheless, they had both awakened her womanly desires and she desired them in return. To Mila, people of her age of 19 are immature and boring. She had altogether avoided Ferdie and Aldrin because they had professed their love for her. She was in a stage where total commitment was scary. Her mother separated from her father when she was 9 years old and it proved traumatic for her. It was an unhappy event in her life she didn’t want to repeat.

  Hence, she needed to be level-headed and quit being serious about any relationship.

  On the other side of the village, Derek was wide awake, as well. His thoughts dwelled on Mila. After his separation from Nicole, life became dull for him. He had endured the days like an automaton. His world became bright once more with Mila around. She’s an incredible girl, AND very young, he concluded. He was still too mixed up to think about serious relationships.

  And there was Allan to consider, he pondered. Was he even serious about her? And what about him, was he?

  At the end of the week, Mila worried about Derek. Since the day inside the tent, he returned to his old, formal self, addressing Mila only when necessary.

  “Are you okay?” Mila cornered him in the stockroom, after the morning rounds.

  “You’re worried about me?” he grinned at her.

  “Yeah, “she touched his arm gently.

  “I suppose you’re referring to this?” He got hold of her hand and swept his crotch with Mila’s fingers; an impish grin pasted all over his face.

  “Don’t worry. I’m a survivor,” he groped for her crotch too and gave it a firm pat. “I’ll have to remedy the situation before the red flag goes up,” he continued.

  Mila stood there not comprehending what he had just said. Her senses were stoked afresh. Her body had hungered for his touch, but she’d been fighting against her desire to be with him.

  It was weekend the following day, so only the skeleton staff members were on duty. Luckily, Derek was free, while Allan was on duty.

  He found Mila outside the diner and dragge
d her towards the hills. “Let’s take a hike,” he announced, expecting no opposition.

  Before Mila could react, Derek had chained her to his hand and they ran all the way to the nearby hill. They searched for the human trail leading to the summit. It was a steep descent and they had to stop every now and then to catch their breath. Whenever Derek’s finger came in contact with her nipple, he would fondle it momentarily. At times, he helped her up while caressing her pubis. Mila welcomed all his pleasurable actions; her dry, starving body naturally responding to his sensual touch. Her body was afire with desire and the spot between her thighs became wet.

  Soon, they reached the top of the hill. It was an hour’s hike through the narrow human trail, but it was worth it. The scene below seemed carved out from a Picasso; small cogon huts dotted the area, and coconut trees rose predominantly across the span of land. The churning ocean surrounded the island like a loyal sentinel.

  “At last,” Derek heaved a sigh of relief, “we’re alone.”

  He set the picnic blanket and then basket on a clearing that provided a good view of the surrounding landscape. They sat side by side for a few minutes, enjoying the view and the clean air. Then Derek drew Mila closer and kissed her lustily on the lips.

  “Were you waiting for this?” he asked her in a raspy voice.

  “I guess so…,” she was not certain. But when his tongue licked the back of her ear, she whispered. “Yeah, I waited for it.”

  He pinched her hard nipples lightly and rolled them through her blouse, and then he kissed her full on the lips again; his tongue twirling against hers in a battle for dominance. Except for the clearing in front of them, they were shaded by a line of dense vegetation. Mila was uneasy because someone might chance on them, and it would surely be the talk of the village the next day.

  “Must we do it here?” she asked Derek, a bit worried.

  “What must we do here?” he teased her.

  Her face turned a beet red. When she didn’t reply, he joked, “we can just roll ourselves in this blanket, when someone comes.” His erection prominently displayed as he kissed her again, basking in the freshness of her innocence. He knew she was a virgin because of her naïve reactions to his flirting. He was aching to fuck her but his doctor’s instinct made him go slower.

  He pushed her down the blanket and sucked on her lower lip, simultaneously massaging her breasts and her vagina. He fondled her tits alternately and caressed her womanhood underneath her undies. She smelled of succulent spices and fresh mundane scents that set his senses reeling. He groped for her fingers and gently placed them on top of his jeans where his engorged dick was struggling to get free. Mila trembled as the sensations overpowered her. Her shyness gone, she opened her thighs wide to his fingers and lifted her body eagerly as she stroke his erection.

  With Mila’s touch, Derek vaulted and feverishly got rid of her blouse and bra, and buried his head on her big, ripe tits. “Hmmm,” he crooned, muzzling them, while his hands caressed their undersides. He sucked the nipples alternately while rubbing his massive erection against Mila’s fingers and groin. He was still fully clothed and she had still her panties on.

  Mila’s body craved for more. Her fingers clawed at Derek’ jeans, trying to unleash his humongous organ, but she didn’t succeed. However, she succeeded in removing his shirt, exposing his toned abdomen and brawny biceps. His chest was sexily hairy; likewise with the v-shaped area leading to his cock.

  Derek continued to suck, kiss, knead and lick Mila’s breasts and the area around them. When Mila was not able to undo Derek’s jeans, she inserted a hand instead into his throbbing, fiery dick and was thrilled that it actually pulsated in her fingers.

  Derek went wild at the touch of Mila’s fingers on his cock and he frantically freed his tumescent organ from its imprisonment. He kicked his jeans away and ripped Mila’s underwear with trembling fingers. Hah, the priceless petals. He dove for the pink folds of her pussy and buried his nose on her musky scent as his ravenous tongue started exploring the sensitive areas of her labia. When Derek’s lips nibbled her clit she moaned, “Oh God,” her eyes losing their black color as she strained to relish the exquisite sensations. “Oh God, yes…yes…please fuck me,” she rotated her hips against his exploring mouth.

  Mila started stroking Derek’s semi-rigid cock again, and it sprang to double its size. How can a muscle expand so much? Mila was pleased. The sight of the angry rod made her love hole twinge with longing. How would it feel when that huge snake gets buried deep inside my gripping tunnel? She wondered.

  Her train of thoughts broke when Derek groaned aloud and suddenly straddled her. He licked her lips and sucked her tongue, as his cock lay waiting at the entrance to her slice of heaven. And then he directed his cock into Mila’s cunt and started humping. She was so wet and ready, but Derek had difficulty getting in into her tight hole. Her vaginal juices were helping in allowing the slippery entry of his huge cock but it still had not gone in halfway.

  Mila felt like a gigantic foreign object was invading her pussy; causing tearing pain without mercy.

  “Ohhhh, go slowly,” she restrained him, as the pain intensified. He was just too big for her.

  But when Derek began moving in and out, humping slowly but firmly, the slick and elastic tissues of her vagina started to accommodate the humongous invader, making room for it and enveloping it warmly with its love juices. A pleasant impression caused by the friction of his dick going ruthlessly inside her erogenous zone began building up and kept growing from Mila’s pussy. “That’s feels good…mmmmmm….yes…sooooo good,” Mila crooned, as the delicious sensations grew. Their fingers fondled their bodies and their groins were joined at the hip.

  The pain slowly ebbed with each of Derek’s thrust. He moved languidly, savoring the tightening of her cunt against his manhood. The pleasurable sensation was almost unbearable for him. “Babe, that’s it, move with me,” he said between gasps of pristine delight. Mila had picked up the tempo and she raised her buttocks to meet him as their groins whacked against each other.

  Then when Mila was hovering above the brink of an outburst, Derek knelt and pulled Mila to an upright position. Without breaking body contact, Derek slowly stood up supporting Mila with his strong hands. Her legs were locked on his back and both of her arms went around his neck to cling to him.

  “Fuck me, doctor,” Mila hissed at him, her voice crazed with passion. She no longer cared about anything, except her urgent need to reach her climax. “Please, fuck me harder, harder,” she cried pleadingly.

  Her cries aroused the roaring lion in Derek, he no longer cared about Mila being hurt, he pumped faster and harder, raising Mila’s buttock with his two hands and then bringing down her pussy to his engorged cock. He licked and sucked her tits simultaneously. “Damn, you’re so tight and hot, ahhh…” His face was suffused with lust and his veins swelled with his exertion, but his legs and arms were as sturdy as brick, untiringly lifting Mila’s body and then smashing her pussy down into his dick, over and over until Mila screamed and shuddered, murmuring words that only she can understand. God, there’s nothing that can compare to those sensations, Mila thought, now I’m ready to die.

  Mila’s orgasm exploded again when Derek continued pounding her as her cunt gripped his penis in a tight embrace. Then he finally ejaculated joyfully outside the lips of her pussy. He continued to massage his organ until all his semen was expelled. He rolled over on the picnic blanket still holding Mila. Afterwards, they lay spent but satiated in a warm embrace.

  “You’re wonderful Miles,” he kissed her on the mouth, their bodies glistening in the afternoon sunset.

  Later, they trekked down the village unhurriedly because Mila felt sore after their wild encounter. She felt as if a big tobacco had been inserted in her ‘mouth’ below.

  “I promise, you’ll enjoy more next time,” Derek touched her pussy lightly and winked at her. They were already fully clothed, but Derek wanted to push her down and fuck her again. Howeve
r dusk was approaching and time was the problem. He could still feel her virgin pussy swallowing his cock hungrily. With that thought, his dick was starting to become alive again.

  Mila’s pussy was ravaged but satiated. She knew that it would hanker for more in the coming days – such delectable experience can never be forgotten.

  When they got back, Allan was waiting for them. He sensed the change in both of them. There was an invisible bond that connected them together. He was certain they had fucked. I’m not to be outdone, he concluded. I’m going to get my fair share.

  During their next duty, Allan stuck to Mila like glue. And after their morning rounds, he forced Mila in a corner. “What happened to you and Derek?”

  “Nothing,” she was incapable of looking at him in the eye.