posts tagged ‘erotic stories’

  1. highest heels on the entire time

    February 1, 2012 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is a fictional erotic story.***

    About an hour past curfew the knock at the door startled her. She didn’t know who it could be because nobody was supposed to be out of their rooms. She cautiously opened it and saw him standing there shirtless in his boxers with nothing else on but a smile. She definitely felt overdressed still wearing her uniform and combat boots.

    “I’m alone tonight.”

    She thought about what he had said as she stared into his chiseled chest letting her eyes travel down to his perfect abs further down to his boxers and what was leaning to the left in them.

    “Lemme grab my keys and clothes for tomorrow just in case.”

    He laughed and responded, “In case we oversleep while studying like last time.”

    When she walked into his room he was sitting at his desk studying with his back to her. She placed her bag on his bed; he realized she was there. Without looking back at her he asked her if she would quiz him on some terms instead of helping him with his paper.
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  2. simply letting go into desire – part two

    January 30, 2012 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is part two of a fictional erotic story that started here. ***

    He drove further north on A1A just past where all the street parking ended on the ocean side of the road. He literally did drive us to the north most end of the beach. He turned left into the driveway of a house, pulled up to a large gate, honked, stuck his head out the car window and the gate opened. I noticed that there was a pool in the front yard as he drove along the side of the house and parked my car in the back. Feelings of excitement and fear rushed through me.

    “I’m Chris by the way. You sure you want to come in?”

    “Nikki. I’d love to come in.” I usually found myself saying too much but suddenly I was a woman of few words.

    Chris walked ahead of me but kept looking back at me and smiling. His big eyes seemed to light up the early evening. An older man opened the door as we got to it. He and Chris spoke softly. As he walked past me he barely looked at me in the face then said goodnight to us.

    “We are alone now. Let me show you my little gallery that I’m putting together.”

    We walked inside and the place was nearly empty. There wasn’t much furniture but his walls were full of art. He held his hand out in an instant I took it. We walked hand in hand down a long hallway then past double doors entered into a great room. The floors were white marble, the walls were the brightest white and all the couches, ottomans and chaise lounge chairs in the room were white. The only color in the room was the paintings on the walls. He let go of my hand then put his backpack down on an ottoman. I just stood there in the middle of the room wanting, waiting, unsure of what to look at or do next.
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  3. simply letting go into desire – part one

    January 27, 2012 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is a fictional erotic story which I’ve dedicated to DJR.***

    Love is complicated by sex. Sex is complicated by love. I prefer when things aren’t complicated but my life was anything but simple. I wonder if you know what it feels like to have everyone around you expect something from you or have an ideal image of you? That’s what my life was like around that time. I was struggling to be what everyone wanted, forcing myself to fit into the images they saw and caught up in a complicated act.

    On that particular day, I had had too much of everything and all I wanted to do was run away; simply start all over. I couldn’t run away but I could take a drive after work just to the beach like usual, look at it then turn around before heading home to the rest of my complications. As I got to the ocean instead of turning around where I usually did I allowed myself to be mesmerized by the sight of the ocean on my left and the mansions to my right. I drove south without thinking about my future enjoying the freedom of the moment until I realized that I had driven past Boca and out of Palm Beach County. It would now take me forever to get all the way north to Jupiter on US 1 and almost just as long on I-95 in rush hour traffic.

    Determined to prolong this unusual taste of freedom I decided to take the scenic route I had come down back home. I drove north on A1A until I got to, Cafe Luna Rosa, a restaurant in Delray that I loved that had outdoor tables where I could enjoy great food and an ocean view. I got a great table and ordered my favorite items off the menu then called my fiancé. I told him that I had gone for a drive to clear my head but ended up going too far and wouldn’t be home until a lot later. He said he understood that I was under a lot of stress, apologized for all the wedding drama, told me to take my time and said that it was okay with him if I stopped to eat because he couldn’t wait that long for dinner. I loved how he always remembered to give me permission to do the obvious things I needed to do for myself.

    I shrugged off the thoughts of what I was allowing myself to be trapped in because tonight I was free. I was going to enjoy a nice meal and that ocean view. Tonight was for me. I ate and people watched and wrote poetry on napkins at my table. I felt so free until I felt like someone was watching me. I noticed that at a table close by there was a man staring directly at my feet and drawing in his sketchbook. I wondered if he was just looking off into space or making a sketch of my feet.

    He kept looking. Drawing quickly in a maddening manner. Everything about him screamed feral although he was kempt from his perfectly faded short hair to his brand new kicks. He was definitely fierce though smiling boldly then bursting into laughter when he realized I had caught him. A strange man in a restaurant objectifying my feet should have pissed the feminist in me off but something about his audacity made me feel just fine. I couldn’t help but burst out in laughter too.
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  4. my desire for women – part two

    December 15, 2011 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is the ending of an erotic story that started here.***

    “Remember Baby Girl you just agreed to anything I have in mind!”
    Her words scared me but filled me with even more desire for Tina. Where was this going? I looked to my left, I saw Honey on all fours getting fucked by some Latino guy that obviously spent a lot more time working on his chest and arms than his abs. I saw our boy still sitting on the edge of the bed but now he had a blond riding him. The blond was moaning and yelling over to the guy with Honey asking if he was enjoying her pussy. I looked around the bed and saw several half naked people watching; some masturbating. I was still rather new to this world so all the spectators started to make me feel uncomfortable.

    I was mentally counting the number of single dudes in the room masturbating when I heard a grunt, Tina fuss at someone and then Honey whisper. Tina was yelling at some guy that wanted to join in. Honey came over to me and started kissing my face. Tina did not like intrusive single males trying to join in during parties without consent. This night though, Tina was too focused to let some dude ruin her good time. She was about to show him who was in charge. She pulled out the double dong from underneath the pillow and said to him, “Unless you want to share some of this with her then I advise you back up!”

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  5. my desire for women – part one

    December 12, 2011 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is a fictional erotic story.***

    My cunt has never led me astray. She usually speaks more clearly than my heart. The lovers that she doesn’t like my heart also eventually grows to dislike. So, I knew that if my cunt desired women then I should follow her lead. Was I bisexual?! I didn’t know but I experimented with it. I thought that just like with men, when the right “one” broke the dam in my cunt the truth about my sexuality would spill over. It was then that the Celestial Planning Goddesses sent Tina my way.

    Tina was divine; a pretty face and voluptuous body. She had the most perky full natural breasts I had ever seen. Everything about her was fine but nothing was as gorgeous to me as the sight of Tina bent over in front of me. Her dark vulva looking back at me with a glimpse of pussy pink glowing with wetness – tempting me! Tina and I had several quick encounters at sex parties from time to time but never played together without our men. All I could do for months was fantasize about playing in Tina’s box, tasting her again and figuring out if I could let go enough to enjoy sex with women as much as I dreamed that I could?!

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  6. mrs. diamond – part one

    November 24, 2011 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is a fictional erotic story.***

    One of the things that I hate most about Facebook is the “People You May Know” tab. I really don’t want to know who is on Facebook that I haven’t already thought about looking for myself. Recently, Mrs. Diamond’s name kept popping up in that tab almost daily. I also would see her posts all over my friend’s pages when I would go to leave comments. There she was everywhere like a ghost from the past coming back to the future to haunt me. I was hoping to completely avoid her so that I wouldn’t have to address any of the weird shit that had happened between us my senior year of high school. Sure enough I wasn’t able to avoid her for very long.

    If I had known that she was now living in New York City I would’ve never posted right on my friend’s wall that I was going to be in New York City on business for a few days. There right in the thread between Cindy and I, Mrs. Diamond, jumped right in asking if she could join us for drinks. There right in the thread Cindy said yes without even consulting me. I knew she’d try to change my mind about not meeting Mrs. Diamond because everyone loved Mrs. Diamond. Everyone but me. I hated her. I hated her for all the fucked up shit that she put me through before graduation. I just couldn’t tell my friend that her favorite teacher had seduced me, broken my heart and then blamed it all on me.

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  7. airman brown introduces me to a dick sucking destiny – exhibit b

    August 18, 2010 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is erotic story is based on one of my real life sexperiences.***

    Haven’t read Exhibit A of this Cocktale? Read the introduction to this dick sucking lesson here.

    Exhibit B…

    There I sat in the bed, between his legs Destiny at my side in all her naked glory. She was about 5’2″ with very full natural breasts, her skin a very tan coffee with cream, wavy curls down to just above her waist, big round booty and the prettiest almond shaped hazel eyes I had ever seen. She wasted no time in SHOWING… (more…)

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  8. airman brown introduces me to a dick sucking destiny – exhibit a

    August 11, 2010 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is erotic story is based on one of my real life sexperiences.***

    It was a rather cold Spring, not too many of us had cars which added up to not many of us dorm-dwellers being able to go very far and opting for staying indoors. We frequented the base shops to spend what little money we got on some new fits or kicks that we’d wear proudly as if everyone else didn’t go and cop it too. We enjoyed the fuckery of the very rare dorm party, that wasn’t much of a “party” since we weren’t allowed alcohol, music had to be kept to a minimum volume and our rooms were too small to hold but a select few. The happening spot always was the dorm day room, there you could see and be seen, there you could enjoy your evening if you were part of the hierarchy. He was part of that elite. I was new which made me fresh meat. (more…)

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  9. mahi mahi served raw – case closed

    July 7, 2010 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is erotic story is based on one of my real life sexperiences.***

    This post is part erotic story, part PSA but mostly pure shame…I hope you enjoy laughing at with me once again. Ready? I don’t know if I am but hey, candid is MY thing…

    A few years ago for my birthday the man and a few friends had put something “special” together for me. Yay! I thought a nice intimate dinner with a few attractive friends followed by hours of group sex in my new very expensive stilettos was just the way to start another year of life. OH EM GEE! Yes, you don’t need to read that again because you read it all very right. ::fully steps out the swingers closet:: (more…)

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  10. unexpected. unwanted.

    April 21, 2010 by Lidia-Anain

    ***This is a fictional erotic story inspired by how “what could have been” started.***

    Sometimes love and attraction are instant but other times they sneak up on you without warning without wanting. Never in a thousand trillion years did I expect to be here waking up in his arms not wanting to leave his side. Never in a thousand trillion years did I ever think my heart strings would be in his hands, him pulling and tugging not caring the outcome of the heart on the other end. Funny how I thought I’d be in control if it ever did occur…little did I know. Here we are, me on the way out knowing this is our sweetest goodbye…might as well get it in one last time before I have to go to the airport. Let me close my eyes, go back in time and reminisce about how this all started. (more…)

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