My best friend and I planned a trip to the mall together. We hit up all the hottest stores, and our last stop was Victoria’s Secret. We had some extra cash leftover from payday so we both indulged in buying some sexy underwear. We thought about planning a night out on the town, going to clubs, having some drinks, flirting with some cute guys. But a massive downpour of rain and thunder ruined that for us. Who wants to go out and get pretty when the rain will ruin your hair and makeup anyway? I was disappointed.

But my bestie? She had some ideas of her own. “Who says we have to go out to have fun? Let’s just get pretty for ourselves and stay in tonight. We can model our new underwear for each other.” This was the second best idea, so we bought some wine, headed home, and did each other’s makeup. It was like we were teenagers all over again. We separated our underwear sets, taking sips of wine as we giggled. Her bedroom became our runway. We’d change in the bathroom and walk into the room as we modeled.

So, my bestie modeled all of her outfits, me ranking them on a scale of one to ten. I enjoyed the alluring curves of her body as she strutted around. I hadn’t seen her look this good before. As she modeled, I began fantasizing about things I’d like to do to her, like taste her pussy or suck on her nipples. Or just make out with her. When it was my turn to model, I walked into the bedroom. She grabbed me by my waste and pulled me down on top of her on the bed. “I’ve noticed the way you look at me,” she purred, fingertips tracing my curves. She pulled my face closer to hers, kissing me gently and teasingly. Her tongue traced the fullness of my lower lip before delving into my mouth. Our tongues slide across one another. “I can do that same thing to your pussy,” she whispered tauntingly. She pushed me onto my back, pulling my thighs apart as she left a trail of wet kisses along the rounds of my tits and my flat stomach. Her shiny hair fell over her face. The panties she wore made the rounds of her ass cheeks look amazing.

She tugged at the hem of my panties. “Fuck, these look so good on you, I don’t want to take them off. But I do want what’s under them,” she said. “Then take it,” I replied. She jerked them off of my hips and thighs, glancing up at me before teasing my pussy with her lips. She gently tugged at my labia and clit with her lips before running her tongue around in figure eights. It glided smoothly across my cunt, which had urgent currents of electricity sizzling through each nerve ending. She suckled on the aching, throbbing flesh, soothing it with her lips, coaxing me into cumming. My hips bucked up and down uncontrollably from the pleasure.

She sat back up, rolling over onto her back. “Now, it’s your turn to make my teenaged dream come true,” she said softly. I was more than happy to oblige.

Teenaged-Dream

I work at a movie theater. One day, this incredible stud of a man walked in and started flirting with me while I cleaned the theater. He showed off his wash-board set of abs and blue eyes that looked as though they held the universe. He smelled incredible. Like he’d been working out but with a hint of sexy cologne. He told me I had a nice body. I said I was surprised he could tell, since my uniform fit me like a bag. He grinned, and said he’d fuck me anyway. The whole point was to get the clothes off right? As I moved on to clean the next theater, he asked me for my number. Of course, I gave to him. My pussy got wet just from talking to him, and the sexual tension built up within a grand total of ten minutes.

The other day, just before I went to work, he texted to let me know he’d be seeing a film alone that day. He hoped he’d get to see me. I’d made up my mind he’d get to see an unprofessional amount of me. Underneath my uniform, I wore some sexy, black panties and a black bra with fishnet stockings. He arrived for a nighttime show. And just my luck, it wasn’t even busy.

I slipped him into the projection booth. The booth is always dark with the flicker light of the projectors. And no one ever really goes in there. He stated he’d never been in a projector booth before. I told him I’d never been fucked at work before. I stripped to my underwear, and his jaw dropped. This guy wanted my ass. He wanted to touch. He got down on his knees, grabbed my thighs, and pulled me close so he could smell my pussy. He breathed in deep. His desperation and intensity really turned me on. My pussy was dripping in no time. Seeing his cock push against his jeans didn’t help my situation much. I wanted – no – needed him to touch me.

I lead him over to the work desk, and sat on it. He leaned into my body, shoving his hand into my panties. His finger slid easily over my clit and the folds around my pussy. Unzipping his pants, I massaged the thick length of his cock between my fingers. And, oh fuck, he moaned from my touch, bucking his hips back and forth like he was losing control. “Take off your clothes,” I purred. “Or I’ll kick you out of the theater.” A stellar, sexy grin spread across his face. He understood my urges, and reciprocated them. He got on his knees again, pulled the crotch of my panties to the side, and licked my clit with the tip of his tongue. This guy was teasing me. My appetite for him grew.

Once he was finished tasting my juices, he stood back up. Every hot, throbbing inch of his cock slid inside of my pussy. My insides melted. I mean, I’m serious when I say this guy scalded me in the best way. He was so thick, I had to take a minute to get used to how much my pussy had to stretch. He gently pressed a finger into my clit, moving it up and down slightly. This guy knew how to push all of my buttons just right. After sliding his entire cock in and out of me repeatedly, and I mean from tip to hilt, I couldn’t hold back. I had to fucking cum.

I hope he lets me know every time he sees a movie.

pick me

Shhhhhhh…

On November 24, 2015, in Dirty Little Secrets, Erotica Stories, by admin

Me and my lady friend have started playing a game; we both work in the public library, she works in the office and I’m a librarian. The game is simple, we have to keep quiet.

There are more than a few places that don’t have cameras, and we take advantage of that. There’s a window of time where the library is pretty quiet, it’s normally around 2ish. We both sneak off and meet in our chosen place. Sometimes we fuck, or sometimes we take turns to go down on each other, either way it’s always amazing and a LOT of fun. It certainly breaks up the day.

She’s taken to wearing no panties under her skirt; she says it makes her feel dirty. Ordering books chronologically are the last thing on my mind as the clock ticks closer to 2.

By the time we meet I can’t think about anything else, I’m ready to hike her dress up and have my way with her. She’s normally already wet at that point, the excitement getting the better of her, and she’s dripping down her thighs. I lick it up eagerly, delving my tongue into her as she rides my face and struggles to keep quiet.

The fun part of the game is that it’s my job to pull every trick in the book to make her moan like a bitch. She’s normally quite good at being quiet, but I’m determined, and after watching her wiggle her ass around all day in her tight dress I really need to feel her come around my tongue. I fuck her with my fingers until she’s whimpering above me and I can feel her clit throbbing and pulsing.

This time she wins, she manages to stay quiet like a good girl. But there’s always next time.

Shhhhhhh…