Dirty Erotica Sex Stories

by Jenny Ramshard

  “Holy shit,” she cried out, feeling her pussy tighten up. She let out a moan as she came, loving the feeling of this man’s hand as he continued to pump his fingers into her. He pulled out after a moment, licking his hand erotically as he looked at her.

  “Are you ready for this?” he asked.

  “Yes,” she breathed. She was more than ready.

  He smiled, spreading her legs apart and keeping the vibrator inside her anus. He slid his aching cock into her entrance, pushing in there in a smooth, fluid motion. It was a bit daunting at first to feel this, especially since it did sting a little bit when he broke her virginity. But she could feel all of his hardness within her, and he filled her up nicely. The pain that she felt initially was gone within a moment, replaced by pleasure.

  He started to move in and out of her softly, causing her to moan in excitement. It felt amazing, and as he continued to move himself in and out of her, it was something that she would continue to adore more and more. He pushed her hips up, moving them against his aching, throbbing member and wanting more than anything to finish inside. He continued to thrust into her, and she continued to hold onto Darren, moaning out.

  She was lost in her desires. She loved the way that it felt as he continued to penetrate deep within her. She wanted to feel him come inside her, and after a few more thrust, he looked at her, his eyes lustful and his breathing ragged.

  “Is it okay if I come inside?” he asked.

  “Yes. Please. I need this,” she moaned.

  After a couple more thrust, he let out a groan, his cock twitching within her before he came deep within her aching pussy. She let out a low moan, her body aching and her hipsarching up as she felt her body tense up before she came hard against him. She loved this, and he seemed satisfied as well.

  They stayed like that for a moment, both of them unsure of what to do. He then pulled out, staring at her with a grin.

  “Did you like that, princess?” he asked.

  “I sure did. Holy shit,” she replied. She felt like she lost her virginity to a good man, one who seemed to care about her and wanted everything to be consensual with her. That was what she desired, and she didn’t regret any of this at all.

  “Good. I loved being inside of you. I’m glad that you finally told me what you wanted. I noticed from the moment I came in that you wanted me, but you were too afraid. It was really hot, and to be honest, it was very hard to resist you. But, I wanted to be a gentleman and not scare you away,” he insisted.

  “Well thank you. I appreciate that,” she replied.

  “You’re very welcome. Now, let’s go and take a shower,” he offered.

  They got out of bed, with Emma taking the butt plug out of her butt and turning it off. She wanted to do this again, and maybe they would do so in the shower.

  When they got inside, he turned the water on, the heat rising in the room. He stepped in, and she followed suite. They started with scrubbing their bodies, but as Emma started to rub him down, he let out a series of moans.

  “This feels really good,” he said.

  “I’m glad,” she replied.

  She looked down, noticing that his cock was hard once again. Damn, he recovered fast.

  “Do you want me to stick it inside you again? I could jerk it off if you don’t want it,” he offered.

  Emma thought about this. Shower sex seemed so hot, and she wanted to try this.

  “Sure. Put it inside me,” she uttered.

  The way she said it made his cock twitch once again. He grabbed her, resting her against the wall as she hovered right over his cock. He slid into her pussy, all wet from the water dropping down her body and her own desire.

  She started to move up and down on him, with Darren holding her body so that she didn’t fall. She moaned, feeling his cock hit her in a new place that she didn’t feel the last time. She was grasping onto him, holding him as she let out a small series of moans and groans, feeling his cock teasing and taking her in ways she never had felt before. He started to push his hips lightly against her, and soon his cock was angled in another area. She let out another small moan, and then, that was it.

  She came hard, her pussy tightening up as she let out a small moan, her release taking over her body. At that exact moment, his cock twitched within her, coming hard as he felt her pussy tighten against his cock. The two of them stopped once they came, both of them breathing hard. He set her down, smiling at her once again.

  “I’m going to have to clean you again, aren’t I?” he joked.

  “Maybe. But I am a dirty, naughty girl, and I do need to be punished again and again,” she replied.

  He groaned, feeling himself grow hard once again. “I’m going to have more sex with you than I’ve had in a long time,” he uttered.

  “I’m fine with that, I want you to give me everything you have,” she replied.

  The two of them went at it once again, having hot and sweaty sex for the rest of the night. Emma was excited over the fact that they did it five times that night, and it made her weekend all the more amazing and magical. She was happy to have finally lost it, but she was happier over the fact that she lost it to such a handsome, older guy.

  Chapter Four

  The next morning, Emma woke up and saw him packing. She looked over at him with a mysterious glance, wondering what the hell he was doing.

  “Where are you going?” she asked.

  “I’m heading out. The car was able to get fixed today, and I have a flight to catch this afternoon. I’m sorry for leaving so soon,” he told her.

  “It’s fine. It was going to have to happen at some point anyways. It was an amazing weekend though,” she replied.

  “It sure was. I left you my number and information in case you maybe wanted to see one another once again. You’re a great girl, and totally my type,” he offered.

  She blushed. That was the first time a guy like him ever saw her as something like that. “Well I’m glad,” she replied.

  She got out of bed, and the two of them kissed softly for a little bit. It was a shame to see him go, but she knew that it was for the best. He had his own life, and she had her own. It was definitely great to have met him, and her first time was one of the best moments of her life ever.

  Emma was happy that she waited. She was happy she did it with an older, more mature man who seemed to care about how he treated the woman. To her, this was a dream come true, and this was certainly the life she desired. Once he left though, Emma felt strange. She already missed him, even though they had only known each other for the weekend.

  “Man, I hope I get to see him again soon,” she told herself. She doubted it, but maybe they would run into each other in the future. She didn’t know how he felt about possibly dating a younger woman like her. Besides, she didn’t want to run into that just yet.

  She went back home, and when her father asked how it was, she told him it was amazing. It was the truth, but she kept the part about being taken by an older, amazing stranger out of the description. Her father was curious as to why she was so happy, but she told him it was because she had a very nice and relaxing weekend.

  She went back to school, back to the reality that was at hand, but she did occasionally text Darren. The two of them wouldn’t be able to meet up for a long time, andEmma understood. However, she was feeling really weird, almost as if she was sick or something.

  A few weeks later, she was puking the moment she woke up. She got scared, and soon she went to the pharmacy to get a test. She took it, and when she realized what it was, her eyes bugged.

  “Holy shit. I’m pregnant,” she said. She looked at the test, the sign that she did have sex with that man, the proof that he did exist. For her, she wasn’t sure of what to do, but it was a sign that the dream that she thought she had that weekend was a reality, and her actions were real. She lost it to the handsome alpha, and she didn’t regret any minute of it.

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TATION TALES

  Story 43

  Chapter One

  “Have you fixed the sink, yet?” Bianca asked me for the ten thousandth time. I kept my eyes fixed on the screen. I hadn’t watched a game all year, and I felt like I deserved a little time to myself. I had just finished another 12 hour day at work. “Hello!”

  “Do you hear it dripping?” I asked. We could both hear it even with the TV on. She gave me a look. “Can I just watch the game, please?”

  “No problem,” Bianca’s tone let me know that there definitely was a problem. She left the room though, and I decided that I wasn’t getting off the couch no matter what happened tonight.

  “Did you meet our new neighbor?” Bianca said as she came back into the room wearing my tool belt, and carrying the tool box. “A young single, and he owns his own company.”

  I worked a 70 hour week on a good week, and Bianca often joked that she was looking around. I couldn’t say that I didn’t worry about it sometimes, but I did trust her. We had been together since college and I felt like our relationship was very solid.

  Really it had become one of our favorite games. Bianca would talk about guys checking her out at the mall, or guys that she had seen during her day. She was a housewife, and she didn’t really get out that much, but she always seemed to have a story for me about some guy she had seen. She had always liked to make me jealous, and I thought it was a rush.

  “All right,” I groaned as I watched her lug the tool box into the kitchen. “You let me watch the game right now, and you can make a list for my day off tomorrow.”

  “Oh!” She squealed as she dropped the box and threw the belt down. She went to the kitchen to find a piece of paper and get her list started. She was always excited when I agreed to do some work around the house. “Yard work too?”

  “No!” I called back as I tried to get back into the game. I hated yard work and Bianca knew that. I kept my eyes trained on the TV, but the score was already getting out of hand. So my mind was starting to wander a bit as I watched the next batter step up to the plate. “So, how do you know he’s single?”

  “What?”

  “The neighbor…”

  “Chad?”

  “Okay, yeah, Chad, how do you know he’s single?” I asked as I watched the ball fly out of the field and deep into the stands. It was a crazy hit, but I was focused on Bianca and Chad.

  “Oh, he stopped by for a minute to borrow some sugar for his coffee,” Bianca had a wicked smile on her face. She was looking down at the table in front of her, but she knew that I was watching her. “We talked for a little while. He’s a general contractor, and he’s planning to refinish the Thompson’s old house and flip it for a big profit.”

  “Oh,” I said as I watched my wife glow as she talked about this man who was moving in next door. I couldn’t help the feelings of jealousy as the passed through my body. It was always a warm feeling, and I could feel a sense of urgency, like I needed to go please her before she tried to get away.

  I got off the couch and Bianca laughed as she started to run away. “What are you doing?” She teased as I followed her down the hall. “I thought you wanted to watch the game?” Bianca stopped on a dime and then spun around. I stopped and her pointer finger was nearly in my eye. “One condition, I have to get there first.”

  “Yeah, sure,” I said, ready to agree to anything.

  “Or I am adding the outdoor chores to that list.” That sly smile had come back to Bianca’s face. She was going to win this bet. I knew it before I even agreed, but I agreed anyway. I was past the point of caring.

  “All right, remember, you promised,” Bianca warned as she slowly walked backwards into the bedroom. She was moving just out of arms reach as she stripped her clothes off of her beautiful body. Bianca had stayed in the same shape that she was in college. The former cheerleader was still that perfect hourglass.

  I lunged for her, and she spun away from me, swaying her hips seductively as she walked to the bedroom. It was unbearable torture to watch her walk away. “You should’ve seen Chad,” Bianca said as she walked into the bathroom at the other side of the bed. She closed the door on me.

  “He was wearing tight jeans, and a tight, white t-shirt,” Bianca called out through the door. “I could see all of his muscles as they stretched the fabric.” She came out of the bathroom and walked right past me. “He had a real confident look about him. He looked like a man who could really get stuff down.”

  I could feel it working again. I wanted to prove to her that I was that kind of man too. I knew that I couldn’t pull off the tight jeans look anymore. I had put on a bit of weight since college. I wasn’t fat, but I had added what I called, ‘a candy coating,’ to the muscular body that I once had. My 70 hour weeks didn’t leave much time for the gym.

  “He had those piercing blue eyes that just drive a girl crazy,” Bianca said as she bent over and put her hands against the edge of the bed.

  She normally didn’t like this position. I was surprised; normally any from behind action was saved for my birthday. I got behind her and placed a hand on the deliciously soft skin of her hip. I was lining myself up to push inside.

  “I could see a huge bulge in his pants,” Bianca said as the head of my manhood grazed the back of her thigh.

  “Uhhhh!”

  “Mow the lawn and trim the hedge!” Bianca laughed as she left me standing there ejaculating onto the floor. She crawled up onto the bed and laid down on her back. “But you have some chores to do for me first.” Bianca teased.

  I walked over to the bed as she grabbed my ears and pulled them down into her crotch. I started to lick, and she started to moan, but she wasn’t moaning my name. Bianca was taking the game further than normal, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. I started to feel very small, but I was licking at her hungrily. The more she moaned for Chad, the harder I went.

  “Chhhaaad!” Bianca cried out as she shook and crushed my head between her thighs.

  Chapter Two

  The morning started out on the wrong note. “I can’t believe you’re giving up,” Bianca snapped as I walked out of the house. I had finished the other chores on her indoor list, but I hadn’t been able to fix the sink.

  “I will buy you a new sink,” I said as I closed the door behind me. I didn’t know much about plumbing. It was not something that I had ever claimed to know a lot about.

  Bianca’s father always did his own repairs, and she really thought that it was an important part of my job as her husband. My dad hired people to do his repairs, and I felt like as long as it got done, who cares how it happened. It had been a problem for us. It seems like a very little point, but we had argued over repairs quite a bit during our marriage.

  “Hey neighbor,” the deep voice surprised me and I jumped back against the house. “Sorry, little guy.”

  “No, no problem.” I said as I walked over and tried to regain my composure. Chad stuck out his hand and I grabbed it as firmly as I could, but my hand didn’t fit all the way to the other edge of his hand. Chad’s massive hand crushed down, and I tried not to wince.

  “I just moved in next door.” Chad smiled a big, white grin at me. He was at least 6’6” and 250lbs. He had blond, curly hair and he did have the ice blue eyes that Bianca loved. My eyes were brown, and I was 5’10” and I was feeling almost childlike as I tried to get my hand out of that vice-like grip.

  “Yes, Bianca was telling me,” I sighed as I finally got my hand back. I wanted to rub it, but I didn’t want to let Chad know how much that hurt. I gritted my teeth and forced out a smile.

  “Yeah, Bianca…great girl,” Chad said. I felt like I had been affronted. Just the way he said her name was making me uncomfortable, but coupled with the look on his face, it was nearly unbearable. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t, I just stood there.

  “Yeah, Bianca,” I repeated. “She said you were flipping the house and moving away.”

  “Oh, there’s a lot I want to do to it,” Chad n
odded to himself as he spoke and looked over at his house. “I’ll likely be here awhile. Bianca said you work a lot of hours.”

  Why would she tell him that? I wondered as I tried to maintain my composure. “Yeah, I’m a lawyer. I have a few big clients that keep me hopping.”

  “Well, you must be doing great to be living here,” Chad said as he switched the conversation to the house, and the neighborhood. As soon as we got the conversation off of Bianca I was fine. I actually started to enjoy talking to Chad. He seemed like a good guy.