cunnilingus Erotic Stories

Virgo was her zodiac sign. Who knows, maybe that's why I immediately noticed her when she showed up at my work. In general, I was lucky with the "virgins" in my life.

The story with this one began with the fact that she sat down on the edge of my table, I got up, we met, talked. She was incredibly sexy.

At some point, she raised her hand to straighten her hair, and I must say that her hair was magnificent - a heavy golden mane.

So, she raises her hand and through the wide sleeve of her summer shirt, which turns out to be right in front of my eyes, I suddenly see an unrestricted, small, with a neat, slightly protruding papilla, breasts.

I read somewhere that the ideal woman's breasts should fit under the man's palm. I swear I saw my ideal!

She lowered her hand, but even today, closing my eyes, I see this picture as if in reality. We became friends and rejoiced when we could be together.

Her sex appeal did not leave any man indifferent, her sliding gait, hair, hip bend and so... continue reading

There are no thoughts in my head... Why think about something when you are near... When you are about to become mine, and I am yours... I don't want to think about anything... Desire... Passion rolling in waves on me and pouring heat, preventing me from thinking and forcing me to restrain myself so as not to rush at you ... In the twilight of the room I see your eyes, it’s hard for me to guess what you think, what’s in your eyes ... Fear, desire, embarrassment. .. I don’t know... I give you a glass of wine and with a gesture I suggest you sit on the sofa... And I myself with exactly the same glass, I stand in front of you... We silently and slowly drink wine, studying each other... You you get up and come up to me, unbutton your shirt, your hand touches my chest, gently, lightly, uncertainly ...

I hug your waist and our lips merge into a kiss, light at first, then more and more passionate, incessant ... Your lips, I'm crazy about them ... Suddenly I push you away, and start taking of... continue reading

I went crazy from the absence of a wife and intimate life. She was in my custody. And so, from all this, I began to look on the Internet for a way to correct my situation, and I came across a married couple from my city. We started talking, agreed to meet in a cafe to get to know each other. But unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, the meeting did not take place. They had their own affairs, I had my own (work, wife, etc.) But then the census began at work, and it turned out that everyone was free tonight. We agreed on a meeting place and special signs of each other.

To be honest, I was a little shaken by this adventure. What awaits me there, what should I expect from this meeting, of course there was a whole bunch of thoughts. But still I decided and at the appointed time was on the spot.

I quickly found a white jeep according to the description, and hovered of course. Walk past or take a chance, and yet almost 3 months of abstinence did their job and I did not run home without l... continue reading

The session is not conducive to a good mood. Never. Regardless of how you study. And everything is unnerving: the calls of the parents, the remarks of the sister, the attention of young people on the street. In short, ready to bark at everyone you meet. Especially when it's plus twenty-five outside the window, and instead of lying somewhere on the shore, sipping Coca-Cola, you wallow in a stuffy room and plow the boundless ocean of historical research.

Having dug into textbooks and losing the last remnants of common sense over the adventures of the ancient and not very Russians, I almost threw a suddenly screaming smartphone out the window.

- Oh, to break you! I said in my heart. - Well, who else is itching?

"People are divided into two categories," the unknown caller said thoughtfully. - "Some pass the session. Others have a habit of arriving at the wrong time, but they have cognac, which dilates blood vessels and improves mental activity. I have cognac. Well, so I will come in?... continue reading

My new secretary is just lovely - a charming creature: just a girl (she was 19 years old), she looked just great: wavy golden hair falling to her shoulders, big blue eyes, a little upturned cute nose, a charming mouth line, a thin graceful neck, high chest, which was noticeable despite the strict suit, thin waist, small ass and long beautiful legs. She was dressed, as I have already said, strictly: a gray skirt just above the knees, a jacket, under it a snow-white blouse, thin stockings, low-heeled shoes. And this naive cute look, which does not spoil her at all, but rather emphasizes her incredible sexuality, showing through in her every movement: gait, gestures, in the way she writes, works at a computer. At the same time, her sexuality is so natural and genuine, as if it was given to her from birth, which most likely is the case. This is how she appeared before me today, and the name of this incredible girl is Anya.

She did her job flawlessly all day. I saw her many times when she... continue reading

Spring painted nature with colors, covering the trees that were bare after winter in a bright green color, and spread a green blanket on the ground. It was May, and spring work was in full swing everywhere. I, too, dug in the garden all the time and planted new seeds in order to get a good harvest in the fall and live carefree all winter. I had to work a lot, and when I got tired, I allowed myself to take my favorite walks through the spring forest naked and breathe with my whole body and every part of it. Les dressed and I undressed after a cold winter.

- How unusual and strange everything is, I thought, walking through the forest and listening to the birds.

- The forest undresses for the winter, and the person dresses and vice versa in the summer.

I smiled and walked down the forest road, walking down the sandy path in only my running shoes. I always left my clothes at home and did not worry that they could be found and stolen or that they could watch me near it, and therefore... continue reading

Currant liqueur. Sweet like my dreams. Here comes the night. And the words are spinning on the tongue:

You have a son, I only have a daughter.

You have a day, I only have smoke...

Somewhere out there, on the other side of the city, you sleep. Spring inflamed our blood and brought new juices to the sleeping townspeople. And if you want, I will tell you about tomorrow, about the long week-end that we will spend together.

Just fantasizing on paper?

I return to our meetings again and again. How quickly the desire flared up. I am looking forward to tomorrow and dreaming of how our new meeting will take place.

How hot you are... I turn you on your back and start slowly kissing your lips... then your neck... your breasts are so delicious... I feel like a baby... and here is the tummy, so wonderfully soft... I love him... You can, I'll spread your legs, well, don't be shy... Don't cover it with your hands, I like it, I penetrate you with my tongue... then quickly, quickly start to t... continue reading

It was a warm evening. Walking down the street, they came to her apartment. There was something special about that day, and they both knew that something was going to happen today. He knew that his beautiful, sunny girlfriend was still innocent, but he still felt that something would happen between them today. A bit tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, from stuffy trams, they decided to take a break. She said she wanted to take a shower and relax. Entering the bathroom, she slowly undressed, turned on the water and found herself under jets of warm water. There was a soft knock on the bathroom door... and it is not clear why, but she opened the door with a calm heart. There he stood. Of all the clothes on it were only swimming trunks. She appeared before him in all the beauty of her nakedness. She had a beautiful body. Slender legs, plump elastic ass, small size, but very beautiful breasts.

He was simply stunned by her. And stood in the bathroom door as if rooted to the spot. S... continue reading

Early morning. As usual, there are no plans for the day. No, I completely forgot. You were going to visit me today J. We haven't seen each other for so long and I forgot about your coming? Doesn't look like me. Well, what do you need to prepare. Workout, shower, fifteen minutes in front of the mirror in the struggle with their appearance. All! Handsome man.

Already five. You're a little late - no big deal. Call. I open the door. You are more beautiful than ever, or rather, you are always beautiful, but today in a special way.

- Hello!

- Hi, you look great.

You go into the house. I run to the kitchen and already bring coffee. We sit in a chair and just talk. My cat is already rubbing against you in the hope of getting something tasty. And here is the result - spilled tea and a soiled blouse. You look at your clothes in horror.

- Here you go! All efforts are in vain. - You talk and make a sour face.

In order to somehow smooth over the situation, I suggest that you immediately... continue reading

The black-haired girl beckoned with her gaze, forcing the man to get excited. Her bottomless brown eyes beckoned and excited. The man stood in the room, looking at the thin black-haired girl. She was wearing a light-colored bathrobe, in a black pattern, which fluctuated easily on the thin figure of the girl. His gaze was fixed, he examined her as a victim. The girl's chest trembled slightly, from the man's gaze, and perspiration appeared on her forehead.

Immediately, she untied the robe, and it slipped from her thin shoulders, falling to the floor. The black-haired girl appeared before him in full glory. Smooth, pale skin, a neat but lush chest, a flat tummy with an earring and a thin, swan-like neck. She extended her neat hand to the man, and pulled towards herself, clinging to his lips. The man for a second was in a kind of shyness, but immediately, realizing the situation, he went to meet the girl.

Her lips were sweeter than all the lips in the world, and her skin smelled pleasa... continue reading

Two people were walking along the forest road: a boy and a girl. The young man, tall and slender, to the surprise of the few passers-by he met, walked in only dirty black socks and no jeans, which he carried rolled up in his hands. He walked in one unbuttoned blue shirt and white, not very clean shorts. There were no signs of shoes in his hands.

The girl, slender and fragile, with long, waist-length, loose hair, walked barefoot, holding sandals in her hands. The top button of her jeans was open, and the zipper was half open, revealing her crimson panties. Even the girl was only a topic, leaving her bare belly, and he was clearly wearing a completely naked body.

The couple went through the forestry. Then the young man did an absolutely amazing act: looking around, he took off his underpants.

“Let's get out of the way,” the girl asked, not taking her eyes off what the thin fabric had just hidden.

"Come on," the guy agreed. They left the road, entered the forest, turned to face ea... continue reading

We have long dreamed of such a couple of weekends - me and my favorite hero. A hero - because "being my friend" is heroism in itself. You need to be able to hide after a week of being together in the same room - in order to wait out a small "storm". This is how I call my inexplicable state, when you simply can’t stand a single person within a radius of several meters from you, you want to close yourself in a huge bright room with a sofa and a book, or dance discs, or just with a cat. And enjoy being alone. Maybe there are many people who will understand me, with whom the same thing happens from time to time. But I have not been very lucky in this life so far, and rarely has anyone been able not to be offended by this. You just need to feel the approach of the "storm", leave on time, before I have time to say all those hurtful words that I will regret in a few days.

But my hero - he's just smart! And I understand very well that even if he is late and I manage to do one of my usual lit... continue reading

Our wonderful meeting after a long break took place. Both of us are already exhausted in the thirst for each other. They strove for each other, holding back with the last of their strength. Fantasizing how it should happen. In the messenger, sms, by phone. And today we met. I arranged for an apartment. We go there in the car. Let's hurry up in our thoughts. We run ahead of the radiator. I feel his tension. Only from the thought that now, finally, this should happen.

I am turned on by your excitement, which I feel in your palm, gently squeezing and stroking my hand. Your sexy look turns me on. A short blouse that reveals your tummy and navel, which I love to lick so much. It turns me on that you are wearing a skirt today. I wonder if there are panties underneath. These thoughts excite me terribly. I put my hand on your knee and try to casually run my hand up your thigh. Catch the answer to this question through the skirt with your fingers. Of course you can ask. But it's not interesti... continue reading

The day just sucked, there was nothing but trouble at work. Tired, I got on the subway, going home. There were not too many people in the car, but there was still nowhere to sit down. I stood near the door, holding on to the railing. Dark thoughts swirled in my head, the mood was lousy. Realizing that I can’t think of anything sensible for a tired head, I decided to digress. Looking around, I found that a pretty girl was standing a meter away from me. She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt. My gaze flickered over her slender legs, thin waist. Under the T-shirt, the hemispheres of her breasts stood out, it was clear that she was not wearing a bra. The girl had shoulder-length black hair, a beautiful face with expressive green eyes. She did not notice me, staring into the void and thinking about something of her own.

The next station was always full of people at that time. So it was this time. The crowd got into the car. Seein... continue reading

We were not closely acquainted, rather by chance for a moment, two lines of life crossed - a nineteen-year-old girl and an adult, but still a very young thirty-year-old man.

She came to visit me. It was a quiet autumn evening. The sun, with the remnants of summer heat at sunset, warmed my tiny apartment.

- You are comfortable, - she added after a minute, - and calm ... Well, I don’t understand at all why you don’t have a girlfriend. You don't seem like an egoist. Maybe you're not gentle, not paying attention? - Does your job interfere? - quite feminine, at the same time affectionately and reproachfully looked into my eyes.

- Stay with me.

- No, I can't, I can't even for one night. Do you really want this? - she still looked into my eyes, no, rather, into my soul.

I sincerely replied: "Very."

- Please be obedient. Give me your word that you will obey me.

- I will be obedient. I give you my word.

- Well, what are you standing? I am your guest. Where is your bath. We have... continue reading

... She woke up suddenly, as if from a shock ... listened ... this has happened more than once over the past few years - sudden awakenings with a feeling of incomprehensible anxiety and a wildly pounding heart. I didn’t like it, because this awakening was followed, as a rule, by a sleepless night in an empty and cold bed. But now everything was different - she was not alone, the warmth emanating from him was proof of that ...

It immediately became so calm, comfortable and even a little cheerful ... he slept very soundly, in that serene healthy sleep ... he had never been so close and she had the opportunity to freely see his features as far as the lighting allowed. She had not experienced such a surge of tenderness for a long time, how many times in her dreams she kissed his eyes, lips, arched eyebrows in surprise, and now she could hardly restrain the desire to touch him, so dear and close, and her thoughts were already "rewinding" the film of memory back. ..

He appeared in her fi... continue reading

In harsh winter time. On a dark, polar night on the Taimyr Peninsula, the whole sky is so low and strewn with stars, it seems that this is one big starry blanket. You, as usual, take the shift from your partner and send him to bed. It takes about an hour and a half. You feel like you are starting to fall asleep, realizing that you need to work, you are trying to overcome yourself and sleep. Suddenly you feel like I'm behind with gentle, warm, feminine hands starting to touch your hair starting from your shoulders and slowly your hands begin to fall on your chest caressing your torso. You can feel the breath and gentle kisses around your neck with the light movements of my lips. Chill runs through the whole body of both.

I slowly turn you around to face me and you see that it is I who takes my hand and pulls you towards you, We begin to passionately kiss each other, and our hands chaotically stroke the whole body. I start to unbutton your shirt, then I unbutton the belt, the zipper on... continue reading

All day Eliza sat in the grotto. She miraculously escaped by hiding there when wild nomads attacked their wagon and killed her father. She was lucky that they didn't even notice her. As soon as their cart was level with the cave, her father, anticipating trouble, pushed her there, and now she imagined with horror the terrible fate that she, an attractive young girl, would fall into the hands of these rabid dogs. The whole day and night Eliza sat in a cramped grotto, afraid to lean out and do anything, but the growing thirst forced her to go in search of water at dawn. The girl did not walk for long, until in the thicket she made out a gently flowing stream. She greedily knelt down in the saving water and, taking off her clothes, washed herself. Enjoying the lightness of the body, clean and chilled, Eliza did not hear the rustle close. And as soon as she pulled on her dress, her heart skipped a beat in surprise: face to face, she found herself in front of a dark-skinned Arab. He was ver... continue reading

Dinner ended, and the footman opened the doors to the dessert room.

Through the blue gas canopy, Marlene could make out two black shapes in the bright yellow square of the doorway. A second later, Jeeves turned on the overhead light, hurting her eyes, which had grown accustomed to the dark. Marlene blinked. The approaching footsteps of the host and guest echoed in the vast empty room. They got really close...

- ... And now, Sir Henry, let me treat you to a little exotic dessert. You will like it, I am sure.

- To be honest, I'm not a fan of sweets... but if your pastry chef is as skilled as your cook, I probably won't be able to resist.

- I'm just SURE that you will not resist such a temptation ...

“I am intrigued, Lord Erdington. Rumors about the wonders of your house have even reached France. Friends in Paris asked me more than once, knowing that I knew you, if I had ever dined with you.

- I'm sorry I couldn't invite you to my place earlier. I think you will understand me... continue reading

Do I have a dream? Fantasy, a kind of "Paradise on Earth"? - you ask, gentlemen.

Difficult question, but I'll try to answer...

It will probably be an island. Such a small island. Greenery, sun, sea. A small house with verandas, bedrooms with huge beds, a hall with armchairs, sofas, a huge TV with 2-3 round-the-clock porn channels (no perversions, BDSM and other nonsense, only "pretty", only "bliss, tenderness and passion")! Beautiful pool, sun loungers, fruits, light drinks and... Ladies! Different, but all amazingly beautiful, sexy! No, I don't want to be their master or their slave. I just want to be with them and give them pleasure! Long, passionate and insatiable. Devour them with your eyes, admire their beauty, kiss their bodies, inhale their divine scent, touch their skin, hair, holes and bulges... and, of course, fuck them. All this I call sex.

So, morning. The sun's rays break through the foliage and enter the bedroom. Illuminate the walls, the floor, the huge bed. I wake... continue reading