cunnilingus Erotic Stories

All the events described in the story actually happened. The names of the actors have been changed.

This evening we celebrated Natalie's birthday. At one time, she quite successfully married a Dane, moreover, it seems, out of love. Nika and I find him charming, which is exactly what he is - fun, attractive, athletic. There is, however, a minus that you have to chat in English, but it does not matter.

There were six of us that evening. I sat between Nika and Natalie, from time to time catching the warm touches of one or the other leg under the table. The Dane sat next to Natalie. There was also a friend of the Dane. To complete the picture, let's describe him: for 30 years, he had his own business in a neighboring city, where he found a girlfriend who was with him today. We saw her for the first time, and she mostly smiled and kept quiet. Nothing like a girl, everything is in place, really. My Nika will be slimmer. We ate, drank and laughed - what else do they do in taverns? The con... continue reading

- All clear, - muttered Aster. - Only one letter and that must be it.

During the last three years of his work for the government, a special courier or telephone was always used for communication. But when the letter arrived by regular mail, he realized that the three-year project ended in nothing.

"Dear Mr. Henderson!

With great regret, I have to inform you that your proposals for the refinement and improvement of the device were discussed by us and rejected. Due to budget cuts, our department does not have sufficient funds to support all projects. I will personally keep all the information about this case and if the situation changes, we can continue to work on creating a device that is certainly useful to society. I want to express my personal gratitude to you for the efforts made in this direction. An official notice will be sent to you shortly along with your fee.

Sincerely yours, General G.F."

He turned off the terminal. Doodles. Idiots. They not only failed the demonstr... continue reading

- Waiting for someone? - Andrei asked a beautiful girl in an evening dress, sitting at the bar of the hotel in which he had recently settled.

“I’ve waited,” the girl said bitterly.

In the next five minutes of the conversation, Andrey found out that his interlocutor's name was Natalya, she is a student, she came here on a date with a foreigner whom she had been dating for a month, but, having arrived at the hotel, she found out that her friend had already left for some reason and did not even leave notes. And now she does not want to go home, and there is nowhere to go. All this Natasha willingly posted to her new friend. She clearly wanted to talk.

Andrei himself recently quarreled with his girlfriend, with whom he lived together, and therefore moved to a hotel for a while.

A few more minutes passed and Natasha offered to continue the conversation with Andrei in the room. He was surprised by this, because, approaching her, he just wanted to chat, but he could not refuse such a... continue reading

She opened her eyes. Through the window I could see the sun gently breaking through the foliage. I was too lazy to get up, but I had to... Friday... tomorrow is a day off, and then a vacation... She stretched, the sheet treacherously slipped off, exposing her beautiful, firm breasts. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she yawned, stretched again, and went to the bathroom.

"Oh my god, how good!!!" Jets of water flowed down her naked body, closing her eyes, she gently ran her chest, smiled. She liked to caress her body. But now you need to hurry.

She wrapped herself in a soft terry towel.

"What to wear? It seems that it will be hot today ..." Opening the wardrobe, she looked for a long time and extended her hand to a light sundress. He was the most beloved and very versatile. Wearing a beige lace thong, she pulled on a sundress. He covered his chest, nipples protruded through the fabric, his beautiful back was bare. The outfit was a little provocative, but on the last working day befo... continue reading

Evening silently stepped on the roofs of the houses of Palma de Mallorca, enveloping it with soft, mysterious darkness. With every passing minute, Palma turned from a noisy resort to a quiet port town: shop signs went out, street lights lit up, girls changed from swimsuits into cocktail dresses and wandered to restaurants in the hope of finding their soul mate there. Undoubtedly, this city was the most beautiful in all of Mallorca, especially in the evening, when the darkness was not yet clear, but the twilight was already beginning to thicken. Every European fell in love with Palma at first sight, considering it his duty to visit it more than once. Palma de Mallorca was always cozy and calm, but it was here on June 29, one of the hottest summer days, that FBI agent Alex Mahone was in the worst mood. A quarrel with Felicia, the failure of a special operation that seemed to be going quite successfully, and besides, all this threatened with dismissal from work ... Someone's support was n... continue reading

My wife died 5 years ago, it was certainly a hard blow for me, but still the love raging in us during our youth had already subsided, besides, I was already mentally prepared for this, she had throat cancer and she was slowly dying already within a year, so that death was her deliverance from suffering.

The two months that have passed since her death, I practically don’t remember, I remember - I drank a lot, often didn’t spend the night at home, staying drunk at night with friends. There were no women, or maybe I just didn’t remember them in a drunken stupor, which means we can assume that they weren’t there. And it is unlikely that anything could happen at the physical level for a man who has experienced stress and consumes liters of alcohol per day.

However, the money ran out, my friends had their worries, and my drunken brains were still enough not to sell things from the house.

And one day (sounds corny) I woke up with the firm intention not to drink anymore. The withdrawal w... continue reading

We decided to go with you to visit and you stopped by me early. While you waited for me to clean myself up, you sat on the edge of the bed in my room. I'm wearing a black skirt, a beautiful translucent blouse. I chirp cheerfully, scurrying around the room, passing by you now and then, carrying with me the delicate aroma of my perfume and the rustle of stockings on my legs. I am almost ready, but again and again I return to the mirror, carefully examining myself, trying to find even the slightest flaw in my impeccable makeup. Rising up on my toes, I look at myself all over and mechanically begin to straighten my stockings, running my hands from my knees up my thighs and pulling them up by the dark rim. At the same time, my skirt rides up and you see my legs. At this moment, feeling your condition, I turn my head towards you. A slight smile touches my lips - after all, I need very little to make you desire ...

You get up and walk towards me. You hug and hug everything. I raise my head... continue reading

Episode 1

... You stand completely naked near the open closet and thoughtfully sort out your outfits. Finally, you opt for a super short open evening dress - extremely frank, not so much dressing as undressing you.

- How? - a questioning look in my direction.

- Thing! - I appreciate.

You straighten your dress on the bed and pull out your panties. You look doubtfully at the thinnest fabric of the dress and take others - a purely symbolic lace rag on strings. With deft movements, slightly twisting your hips, you put them on - panties barely cover your pubis. In the summer, you removed your pubic hair, leaving your favorite "fashionable" haircut, and yet the most cheeky hairs peeked out from behind the lacy edges of the panties. I look at you with pleasure: an even tan covers your entire body. Following the example of all the local young (and not only) ladies, you sunbathe topless - bras from swimsuits remained at the bottom of the suitcase. At first, you were a little embarrassed... continue reading

Excitement shakes me, like before the first date. Although where is it, my first ...

But today... Today everything is completely different. Our meeting is covered with medieval romance and heady madness. I'm going to your hotel, where you came specially for a few hours to see me. All you have in your pocket is change and a ticket for the return bus. I know it.

I know even more. I know almost everything about you: your fears and your joys, your dreams and your erogenous zones.

And yet you don't know anything about me except my name.

I go to the door and knock on it with a prearranged signal.

- Come in! - This voice trembles in anticipation of our meeting.

I open the door and look into the room. Everything is correct. The lights are off, the curtains are down. This hotel room was not chosen by chance, the bed is positioned so that you can only see my silhouette, but not my face.

- Ira, I'm here!

Stupid. I know perfectly well where the bed is on which you are now lying. In... continue reading

On a sunny May morning, his feet stepped on the already hot Voronezh soil, and his gaze touched her, passing over her beautiful body, literally devouring her from head to toe ... God, it flashed through his head how beautiful your creation is sometimes. Seeing the smile on her face, he said hello to her, and his lips reached out to her, hers parted to him in response: definitely, there is no sweeter lips than hers. Her beautiful legs were covered with dark black stockings, and her gaze devoured the hollow between her large breasts, whose forms protruded so sweetly, and, looking at them, it pleasantly caught her breath, imagining her penis between them, lovely, but when will he touch them? ..Thinking so, they reached the taxi, and sitting in the back seat, again indulged in caresses. God, how beautiful her hands are. Here is the house, the sun, the entrance.

Rise, door, lock, kiss and here it is, the house, now they are already together. Hands reaching out to her, he no longer has the... continue reading

It was a warm summer evening. We sat around the campfire and reminisced the whole day, as we climbed the hills with big backpacks on our backs. We pitched our tents by a small river and sat by the fire and drank beer. It was warm and there were practically no mosquitoes. There were four of us. My girlfriend and her boyfriend invited us, perhaps for the company, or perhaps they had something in mind ... When it was almost dark and the bright white stars scattered across the sky, our friends, having wished us good night, went to the tent and now only occasionally a giggle was heard from there and the rustle of a camping blanket.

Today I saw you for the first time, you turned out to be not as handsome as your friend described you, but there was something charming, eye-catching in you. Having opened one more bottle of beer and enjoying the beauty of nature around us, we talked about abstract topics. Meanwhile, the beer gradually began to hit our heads, and soon we were laughing without h... continue reading

That day, despite the good weather, I did not make any attempts to get out of bed, which Katya was very happy about, since this completely coincided with her desires. We basked in our cozy bed until the evening, smoothly turning into night. We caressed, made love, played with each other, massaged each other, took turns going to the kitchen for various goodies and fed each other with them, making love again ... Katya was lying against the wall, and I stroked her with my hand, burying my nose in her shoulder, while enjoying her smooth velvety skin and her scent. But then she lifted the blanket with her hand and began to climb over me.

- Where are you going? I asked.

"To the toilet," she replied.

I bent my knees, preventing her from climbing further, pulled her by the arms and she, having lost her points of support, collapsed right on top of me.

- I want to pee, - Katya said playfully plaintively, - my pipishka really wants to do another wet business.

“Not a business, but a busi... continue reading

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They entered a small but very comfortable one-room apartment. She immediately threw her purse on the floor and wearily sank down on the large double bed covered with a pink silky bedspread that matched the color of the walls. And he loudly fiddling with a bunch of keys in his hand went to the kitchen. From there, after a while, he was heard: “What are you going to do? Tea, coffee? Cocoa, unfortunately, is not here, but I think there is sugar. Or is it not sugar? ..." Meanwhile, she sat cross-legged and with She gazed at the tiny room with interest. In addition to a chic bed in the middle, there was a table, a couple of chairs, a wardrobe and a heavy antique dressing table with a huge mirror. There was a thick fleecy carpet on the floor, and a night-light with a pink lampshade hid in the corner. The windows were hung with lig... continue reading

Introduction.

- Let's! Fuck her! - Natasha squealed, while I hovered over the naked twenty-year-old beauty Alice prone on the bed. She was in a deep sleep under sleeping pills.

Natasha's face was angry and pleased, but my penis stood and trembled. For some reason, Natasha held Alice's hands, she probably just liked to feel the power.

- What have you become! Stick your pichushka in her cunt!

Natasha hissed and spat in anger. She was Alice's dorm roommate and hated Alice. I looked at the tanned body of the girl below me. Beautiful brunette with a gorgeous body. Neat breasts, juicy ass and beautiful strong legs. I put my hand on a bulging shaved pubis.

Natasha hated Alice because she was beautiful, and periodically teased Natasha for her lisp.

I ran my hands over the tanned body, squeezing Alice's boobs in my hands.

— Yes, that's it! Pop her!

To be honest, I was on the verge of a crime. But then I got a better idea. Picking up my phone, I took a few shots of Alice sleeping... continue reading

For some time after the threesome, I was bursting with conflicting emotions. Jealousy came in waves, suddenly throwing me from "I legally fucked my girlfriend's hot friend in every way" to "Oksana cheated on me right in front of me." I did not want to quarrel and I withdrew into myself. Previously, Oksana would have found out what was the matter (by all means accompanying the interrogation with torture), but now I saw that she was also worried and was afraid to worsen the situation. This really upset me: I thought that if she felt guilty, then my jealousy was pointing in the right direction. Does she cheat on me regularly? Does she have a relationship with Dasha? Maybe she prefers women in general?

This went on for several painful days, until Oksana decided to speak about it first:

"I... owe you an apology," she said, fidgeting nervously with an unbuttoned shirt button.

- For what? I asked sadly.

- Then ... With Dasha ... It seems to me that I have somewhat crossed the line.... continue reading

- Not!

- But...

- Not! In no case!

- But you...

- Not!

"You don't even know what it's about!"

I shuddered and took a breath. Oksana laughed, looking at me.

- No strangers in our relationship!

- BUT...

"Even if it's Stephen Amell, it's still not!"

— Stephen Amell? Why Stephen Amell?

I myself did not know where Stephen Amell had jumped out of me, so I kept silent.

“Do you want Stephen Amell?” Oksana asked.

- Not! I don't want men at all!

But why did you name him?

“I just said the first thing that came to mind.

“I mean… okay, okay, I get it!” Forget Stephen Amell!

And about everyone else too!

- About everyone?

- Listen! I know that in the past I have repeatedly refused something that I should have tried ...

And not two, not three! How much did I have to persuade you to try hot wax ?!

“You always looked at my erection when you wanted to know if I liked anything you actually do. So: from such conversations, she disappears from me ...

— Dasha. I wa... continue reading

The year before last, in the month of November, I don't remember exactly... But the events are still fresh, as if it were a week ago. My wife was in the hospital for preservation, and I was alone at home, and toiled from the point, thinking about what to do with myself. But then I got a call from my wife's niece, Katerina. We have known each other for a long time, and we had a very good relationship. Well followed by a typical conversation.

— Hello, Vova. This is Katya, how are you, what are you doing?

Hi, I don't do anything. Tanya is in the hospital, I miss being at home.

- And I'm bored ... If you want to come, it will be more fun together.

- Come, otherwise I'm dying of anguish ...

- All right, wait. I will soon. And gave up.

In order to pass the time before arrival, Katerina decided to clean up a bit, put things in order in the apartment.

An hour later, the intercom rang, Katya arrived ...

- Hi Vov.

- Hello Katyusha, come on in.

I helped Katya take off her oute... continue reading

The whole day I was not left feeling anxious. During classes, I cautiously glanced at Olga, but she did not pay any attention to me. She never humiliated me, didn’t tease me, she didn’t even honor my outcast friends Galina and Masha with her attention. One could rejoice, but the feeling that she was up to something did not leave me. Moreover, the last lesson for today was a visit to the pool.

Every time I went to the locker room door, my knees gave way. In this place, I experienced so many humiliations that the very thought of this dressing room caused a feeling of anxiety in my heart and trembling in my knees.

My friends and I always came to the locker room as late as possible in the hope that Olga had already changed and left. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open. It was almost empty inside, several of our classmates were finishing changing clothes, Olga was not there. We quickly went in and started getting dressed. The last girls gave us contemptuous glances, went out in... continue reading

She woke up from something unusual, even she herself did not understand from what. She just opened her eyes and looked around. Room. Twilight. Huge room. She lay on the floor, on a small rug, which was just enough for her. Raising her head, she regained her composure a little and looked around. He lay on the bed. No, not correct. He was reclining on a huge couch in the middle of this room. A huge room in which there is only one huge bed - the Lodge! Strange room. The thought flashed through her head: “Why such a huge room for one bed ?!”. But this thought did not long disturb her consciousness. Seeing Him on this bed, she no longer thought of anything else. I tried to get up.

Some awkwardness manifested itself in the movements. Stiffness. Uncertainty. She must have been lying on the floor for quite some time, she thought, as her whole body was a little numb. She got up and stretched. “It’s already better,” another thought, and the body cheered up a little. She took a step towards the... continue reading

Outside the window is summer: +26, the birds are singing, people are walking, but I didn’t pass the exam. I lie on the bed and think what to do next.

"Okay, we need to take a walk, go to a cafe, drink coffee" - sounded in my head. And I started getting ready. In general, I am an optimist by nature, and therefore I decided to clear my head from bad thoughts.

Arriving at the appointed place, I ordered a latte, I was served by a nice waitress, apparently her name was Nastya, judging by the badge. She had a very cool figure: 3 breast sizes that peeped out of the neckline, slender legs and an elastic buttocks. But I noticed this later, because after placing an order, I turned on the phone and started checking social networks. Nastya brought a latte, but I did not pay attention, as my friend wrote to me. She wanted to touch me and accidentally touched the coffee that spilled on my phone. I was a little taken aback by what happened, but saying that everything was fine, I asked for another... continue reading