a case Erotic Stories

It was a hot summer and everything was literally languishing from the heat. The train was approaching the Crimean coast, where everything literally breathed romance and was fragrant with blooming gardens. Natasha got off the train, where on the platform, a handsome tall man with an extraordinary appearance was waiting for her. His head was clean-shaven, extraordinarily tall with a beautifully built figure. Stylish clothes were pleasantly combined with the aroma of expensive cologne. In his hands was a huge bouquet of maroon roses and eyes full of fire met her gaze. A couple more moments and she was already bathed in his arms. Sergey picked her up in his arms and, as if in a wild dance, swirled her with the joy of meeting. Their lips have been waiting for this meeting for so long that they simply could not tear themselves away from each other. Seryozha offered to get into the car and the girl beaming with happiness, strewn with her favorite flowers, immediately went to the car. They plu... continue reading

You found me on the Internet.

We talked about the books of Milan Kundera and Henry Miller, the philosophies of Michel Foucault and Erich Fromm, films about war and the desire to love people in spite of any grief.

We met and our eyes said to each other what the lips did not dare to say. Without words, I agreed to give myself to you, to fall into your confident hands. You never once hinted at what exactly you would do with me when the bedroom doors closed behind us, but I knew that this would be an unusual sm - session.

With a familiar gesture, I extended my hands to you and you snapped the handcuffs on my wrists. At first, the unpleasant cold of the metal was quickly replaced by an unexpected feeling of freedom: from that moment on, I ceased to belong to myself, you took me the way you wanted and I wanted only one thing - to dissolve in you, to be one with you, to get out of the shackles of imposed ideas, and I experienced this I was able to get off the ground and fly. You hit me... continue reading

Sorry for the tongue-tied language, this is the first experience of creativity of this kind.

I would like to share my story, because I have nowhere else to speak out. My name is Lana, I am a university student. I have never been very popular with the opposite sex, although I can not complain about the appearance. This is more likely due to the isolation of the character. But it's not about that now.

The story began last summer, the year I met him. Behind the cat name Vasily was an outstanding personality, a dark soul and a gorgeous body that attracted many girls to him. We quickly became friends, but this relationship did not imply any romance: he changed girls like gloves, but then it didn’t seem to me like a whore, but rather resembled a search. He did not need only sex, he was looking for a girl in whom he would be attracted to both body and soul. Himself having a height of 190 cm, an amazing shoulder width and a thin figure, he chose miniature fragile partners with small breast... continue reading

Marina and Maxim have been friends for a long time. I would even say more. They are very close friends and... lovers. They always have fun together, they always have more than enough topics for conversations, and in sex they have complete harmony. Right now they are going up in an elevator to the 17th floor of a high-rise building, where Maxim's apartment is located. They talk on an exciting, exciting topic ...

- I love when the underwear is transparent, with lace or just a thin mesh. Everything is open, but at the same time inaccessible! - Maxim smiled and showed Marina a box from a chic black lace bra, which he bought for her as a gift.

- Lace is just fine, but this is for love games, and in everyday clothes I prefer lingerie without seams, underwires in bras and lace! You know I wear Pompea tango tops and panties. Comfortable and bright colors. - Marishka took out a strap from a bright blue top from under her blouse and showed it to Maxim.

- Comfort... Hmm! It is important! Ar... continue reading

Forgive me for not writing for so long - it spun, spun like a spindle, but a little sense, and time has gone ...

Do you remember the Sahara desert that my ex-husband left in me after the divorce? You know, I didn’t want to write to you about this before, but apparently I’ll have to admit: your friend hated everything and withered, an ancient old woman wanders through life. Here is such a "poetic" image ...

You ask about the fans, I confess that I am not destitute in this matter, but I began to notice that my fans have recently become more and more addicted to the process of worship itself, and I seem to no longer participate in this process. I look from the side at their hands, so reverently touching my fingers, and I don’t feel anything, except for their geographical location! I realized this recently and was horrified - am I really getting old ?!

And then autumn came, strange, warm, one might say, spring. And something in me moved. If I were a tree, I would probably be covered... continue reading

She stood with her head bowed to a book. She wore a tight skirt and a white blouse buttoned up to her neck. She was very beautiful, her hair in a bun, no make-up and a faint scent of flowers coming from her skin. She was about twenty, and in the evenings she worked part-time in the library, she liked it, because she loved books. In quiet, calm evenings, she sat and read. There were hardly any visitors in the evening. But then, one fine, quiet spring evening, a young student entered the library building. Strange as it may sound, but at ten in the evening he needed a book by Dostoevsky. But when he saw her beautiful face, slender legs, graceful figure, he simply forgot about Dostoevsky and could not control the desire that gripped his mind and body. For about five minutes he watched her leafing through the pages of some book with her little hands, and then, nevertheless, he made up his mind and went up to her. She timidly raised her head, and fixed her surprised look from behind her long... continue reading

The door was not locked. The twilight of the hallway seemed to be a continuation of the dim light of a quiet autumn evening. But the smell was different. Instead of light dampness and sadness, there was a smell of comfort here. And now it was mixed with an elusive smell of perfume and expectations, the smell of me, the smell of a woman, sex, sex, the smell of flirting, lust, depravity. The smell of pleasure. You smiled - and again did not begin to invent what you would do now. Usually in such a game you thought of everything in advance, down to the step, word, gesture - and... after the third step, word or gesture, everything went wrong. Is it possible for me to predict anything? But you still came up with in advance, it was an element of the game, your game. Probably mine too.

You went to the bathroom and washed. The face is already on fire. Funny how a boy on a first date. But rinsing with cold water is nice.

And now you're in the room. I'm standing in the middle, smiling at you.... continue reading

- You, spouses? - Tatyana Petrovna asked, realizing that they would most likely lie to her, but they were not going to lie.

- Not! What do you! We don't know each other at all! - In fright, waving her hands, the young woman answered. This man is not even familiar to me.

“We are really strangers to each other,” the elderly man confirmed to the professorial appearance.

- It's a pity, because I have only one free room left, for the spouses.

- Tell me, can we somehow share it? - Resigning herself to the prospect of living with a stranger to her man (a decent kind of person), Irina Sergeevna asked hopefully.

- Not. Hardly. There is only one double bed in it, there is not even a sofa, - anticipating what she would say, the hostess noticed.

- What do we do? The man asked her, somewhat confused. “I don’t have enough money to pay for two of her.

“I also don’t have extra money,” the woman supported him.

- I advise you to agree, and settle together. You will not quarrel among your... continue reading

Uh, I often remember the circumstances of one night. But that feeling of novelty and surprise was simply no more. My wife and I decided to have a little fun in the evening. They bought some alcohol, I got a beer, they took a shampuska for my wife. So the evening should have gone like clockwork. Having taken water procedures, we settled down on the sofa.

Turning on the TV with some kind of Batwa. We were destroying stocks of liquor. Which, after a hard day, soon clouded our brains well. In light hops, it was decided to look for something hot. And now lust in all its manifestations is pouring from the TV screen. From such an onslaught, my dragon moved in my pants. And I began to stroke the missus in all sorts of intimate places.

She accurately calculated that I would not calmly contemplate this spectacle for a long time. I went on the offensive and began to kiss her while lowering my hand to her tender place. Which already needed a man's caress. Hops asked for more and I went kissing... continue reading

- Do you know how I met my last wife? Oh, are you not interested? In vain? You will lose a lot if you don't listen to my story. Only first, let's take another hundred grams, otherwise ... However, you will understand for yourself.

- Do you remember those times when scientists were out of work? Remember? One of them was me. Who at that time needed biology? Here! Here! Quite right. To no one. In general, I was left out of work, and even without a penny in my pocket. Quickly realizing that there was no sense in me, my wife, instantly oriented in the realities of what was happening, left me and went to her former classmate, who sold rags in the market. He had several stalls there. In general, unlike me unmercenary, he could provide her with a well-fed life. True, not for long. He was banged, and my ex-wife, left alone, set out to return to me, but I was already smart and sent her ... Far away.

At the very case, things were not going worse, and then there she was. In general, I had a gr... continue reading

The sun was slowly reddening, approaching the horizon, I could see the reflection of its rays on the sand of the beach. A cool breeze, smelling of algae, enveloped us, we were a small group of fellow students, we came after the lectures to have a little rest and swim. Last days of September, autumn.

I went to the dressing room, and dreamed of jumping into warm water as soon as possible, a lady of 40 years old, in a dressing gown, was standing by the booth. Probably lived near the beach. She smelled of expensive perfume and a towel covered her face. I stood silently and waited for my turn to use the booth, the lady lit a cigarette and came close to the booth. Finally, a girl jumped out of the booth and skipped to the stairs. My neighbor entered the booth. I saw her legs through the opening between the lower edge of the booth and the boardwalk on which this booth rested, I decided that this middle-aged lady occupied the booth for a long time and turned away towards the sea ... Then I h... continue reading

Among my clients there was one point in Ochakovo. Once I stop by, and the saleswoman Lyubka, a broken woman of about thirty-five, is playfully disposed. The owner of the outlet, a heavyset man, said as he left:

- Be careful, I'll hold it.

“But I don’t mind,” Liubka answered.

After these words, I looked at her. Although, at that time, I was just in the midst of a relationship with Ksenia and I didn’t attach too much importance to Lyubkin’s statements. Although, she was pretty enough. Slim, short. A brown-haired woman with a pleasant face. I was making eyes and her partner Nina.

- If I were younger, we would have stirred up with you, - she said.

But Nina was painfully unattractive. But Lyubka is like that, nothing. And also builds eyes. The first time I squeezed her a day after Ksyukhin's departure.

“What, people will see,” she stammered.

So she teased me for two weeks. I come, she makes eyes, flirts. Like I'm young, hot. And when it comes down to it, everything is clamped.... continue reading

Ignoring the screaming alarm clock, I continued to sleep on, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that it was half past noon on the clock. After a quick shower, I drank my favorite green tea and sat down at the computer. I needed to translate the text, but instead of opening a word document, I double-clicked to launch opera. I got in touch, followed the pop-up link to the recipe site, and there I saw a link to the dating page. Out of pure curiosity, I went to read.

HE loved the rain. At least that's what he wrote. Without expecting it myself, I offered to meet. He agreed. Having carefully thought over my image, I brought beauty and called a taxi.

We agreed to meet in a small restaurant called "Fantasy". At the appointed time, five minutes late, I sat comfortably in a wicker chair opposite the amazing man.

He turned out to be a brown-haired man of small stature, of a dense physique. Pleasant facial features: a high forehead, green eyes bordered by black eyelashes, an aristocratic nose... continue reading

At night we went to the dacha, it was dark, there were headphones in our ears, and music that plunges you into some unknown world in which you feel good and calm.

My young man, who was not indifferent to me, was driving, my friends were sitting behind. It so happened that among all the guys I was one girl. Many would be embarrassed, but I was confident in them and I was not afraid or embarrassed to be alone with them.

The road was not smooth, and because of this, it took longer to get to the destination. But an hour later, another we were in place. Even on the way here, I had different thoughts, but now the thought flashed through my head that something should happen, something unusual for me.

Entering the house, it was clearly noticeable that it was cool in it, but it was not at all important, because a cheerful company with cheerful conversations would not let you remember this nuance. Having learned a little, everyone began to drink, over time, the degree in the blood began to... continue reading

This story happened to me five years ago. My friends and I went on a hike.

There were 10 of us - 6 men and 4 women. I was supposed to sleep in a tent with Vadim, but he fell ill and did not come to the station. I had already decided that I would sleep alone, but on the first evening of our trip we were so cold that I decided to invite one of our women, Larisa, to my tent. She was no longer young, however, like me, but still very attractive and sexy.

She immediately brought her things and began to make the bed. One sleeping bag was put down, and the second one was covered. First they lay down in their clothes, and it was cold. Then I plucked up the courage and put my arms around her waist. It became much warmer, then my cheeks began to burn, and I touched my cheek to her face. She lay silently, and only her deep and frequent breathing said that she liked everything that was happening. It soon became so hot that we had to take off some of our clothes, and we were left in T-shirts and... continue reading

This story was told to me by a friend. Every summer he goes to rest on the Black Sea. One day he was unlucky with tickets. There was no compartment, no reserved seat. I had to take an expensive soft car. Who does not know, this is the same coupe, only there are only two seats, the lower ones. They are made in the form of soft sofas. The amenities are scanty, and the price is twice as much as the usual place in a compartment. My sidekick loaded into the car, arranged things. Angry like a dog. Zero mood. Suddenly, the door gently opens and a nice friend like that settles down in the next place. She looks about 25 years old. From under a translucent blouse, a very appetizing chest is visible. Legs are slender. Thalia is in place. In a mini skirt. Slightly tanned. Black straight hair right down to the buttocks.

“As soon as I saw her, I lost all my anger at our railway,” says my friend.

Helped her unpack. We got talking. It turned out her name was Ira. It was getting on in the evening.... continue reading

When I first saw HIM in a cafe where I used to have lunch, he became a kind of teacher for me. Never in my life have I seen that they looked at me like that ... And in our first meeting, I realized that I never wanted anyone like that. I went to bed, closed my eyes and saw how he caresses me, I felt how he touched me, and my jaw cramped ... And I slowly stroked my chest, carefully lowered myself lower and lower. When in the end I drove myself into a frenzy, the alarm clock rang and I went to a cafe for breakfast.

Those two days before we met had been an eternity for me, and I couldn't wait until I was finally in bed with him.

... His apartment seemed like a paradise to me, and how the bed beckoned with cool silk!!! I knew that I would undress now and if I had wet panties on, I probably would have gone crazy, but I threw them away in the toilet of the cafe. And now he leaned over to kiss my neck, as I imagined how he would enter me with force and involuntarily screamed ... I can’t r... continue reading

- Wow, how big! Her eyes sparkled like those of a hungry kitten.

- Is it really that big? I watched with curiosity the movement of her hands. The touch of graceful fingers was gentle and pleasant. The bliss spread from the lower abdomen all over the body and was about to hit the head with a heady jet.

- Well, maybe there are more, but only you have such a beautiful one! She knew how to flatter, that's for sure. Apparently inherited from her mother along with cat manners.

I closed my eyes and tried to remember how I picked up this wet bitch a couple of hours ago at a disco in a nearby technical school.

- Kolyan, you're all fucking hanging out! Just like snot in the wind! Come on, damn it, better move with us to the techie - there will be a cool dance today, damn it. Pizdatoe, damn it, beer and high heifers. - Valera-Bumper, as always, was persistent. It’s hard to convince him even when he’s sober, but when he drinks, it becomes simply impossible to argue with him. Tied with a wo... continue reading

After graduating from school, I could not enter the institute for the full-time department, there were not enough points, and I had to retake one exam and apply for the evening department. After enrollment, I, like other comrades in misfortune, had to look for work. It seemed to me that in our time to find a job is easy. But how to find it, if for ten years, apart from a writing pen, he held nothing in his hands. And the fact that something to do with your own hands, there is nothing to say at all. Having pushed around the enterprises of my native city and not finding anything suitable, I turned to my parents for help. Having mocked my self-confidence, after reading a sea of lectures, I was nonetheless hired to work in one of the factory's laboratories, where I have to work for a whole year as a junior laboratory assistant, or rather, a second-class electrician.

It was the end of August. On the very first day of my working life, my boss called me.

“So that’s it,” he began, looking... continue reading

It was a surprisingly hot day outside, or rather morning. I was returning from work early in the morning, although at that time even a miserable shadow from gray and dusty houses did not save me. The only salvation was a cold shower, although it was still necessary to reach it. And finally, it happened, I was able to reach the house in such heat, and immediately, without hesitation, I jumped into a cold, invigorating shower. Although I worked all night and was terribly tired, but after a shower, sleep immediately receded, and I immediately feel a surge of strength. But all the same, I know that if I don’t sleep now I’ll be kemar at work at night, and with great reluctance I go to the bedroom, but I decided not to wear clothes, and it’s so hot. But after the picture that I was able to see in the bedroom, I don’t feel like sleeping at all.

She lies on the bed, only a thin strip of fabric covers her charms. For about a couple of minutes I look and admire the picture that has opened up t... continue reading