Erotic Short Story: The Beach

TheBeachCoverWebA young woman escapes to an exotic island resort in an attempt to forget her cheating ex, and finds herself enthralled by a mysterious stranger on the beach. Her imagination runs wild with visions of lustful escapades. Will her fantasies become reality?

I was in a delicious state of bliss. The sun, high in the mid-day sky, blasted my bikini-clad body full force. I was hot, sticky, and wonderfully suspended from reality. Squinting up at the sky, all I could see was an endless dome of deep azure. Closing my eyes against the glare of the sun, I sighed with contentment. My ears were filled with the sound of the gentle lapping of the ocean waves, a quiet beat of reggae music drifting from somewhere nearby, and the occasional squeals of children playing at the shore. I trailed a hand in the sand at my side, the fine hot grains slipping through my fingers like silk. I felt as if I was floating, all the stresses and strains of real life a distant memory here on this idyllic island in the Indian Ocean. Even Justin seemed a million miles away, and a gazillion years ago. Dana had been right, this holiday was doing me the world of good. Continue reading

Erotic Short Story: The Waiter

TheWaiterCoverWebA bored twenty-one year old girl is on holiday with her parents, and finds herself fantasizing about the dishy waiter serving them dinner in the hotel restaurant. Flirting is fun… but what happens when her parents leave her all alone with him?

It was the third night of my holiday and I was enduring another dinner with my parents. Actually, I should probably give them a bit of a break and stop complaining about them so much; they might treat me like I’m twelve, but at least they care. Some people have it far worse.

I was feeling in pretty high spirits and ready to party. The parents seemed to be in a good mood too, and were even treating me to a meal in the hotel’s posh restaurant tonight, instead of the cheap canteen. I’m not sure what I’d done to deserve this. Maybe the sun was doing us all some good.

“Jenny and Phil were so pleased with your services last night. Phil seems quite taken with you dear,” I almost choked on my water on hearing my mum’s words.

“Huh?” I managed, wide eyed. For a second the image of Jenny peeling her dress over her head as I climbed off of her husband’s cock flashed into my mind. A dream, I reminded myself, it was just a dream. Continue reading

Erotic Poem: Consumed by You

My every thought consumed by you, in day or darkest night,
and every thought it sends me soaring to the highest height.
Walking through the park one morn and suddenly there you are,
appearing in my mind as if you’re here and not so far.
My body is aflame for you, burning with desire,
each time I wonder when we meet, what passion will transpire.
My knees go weak, my heart begins to drum a faster beat,
all my strength goes into staying upright on my feet.
I gasp a little and groan a bit as blood rushes down below,
my underwear rubs against me and my juices start to flow.
People pass me by, oblivous to what is on my mind,
in my imagination you are taking me from behind.
A copse of trees, there, to my left, would be the perfect place,
for us to hide and send each other into outer space.
Towards me now, here comes a man, smiling at me,
stranger sex could scratch this itch and set my passion free.
I tremble as I picture him, naked between my thighs,
but I cast my eyes to the ground and carefully avoid the strangers eyes.
It’s you I want to push my bare back up against a tree,
and hook my leg behind you as your hardness enters me.
Oh God, the thought is sending pulses through my sweetest spot,
I slip behind the trees alone, feeling oh so hot.
In my mind my legs are wrapped so tightly round your back,
you fill me up and pump so hard, my vision’s turning black.
Waves of pleasure wash through me, it feels so fucking good,
the orgasm you give me as I pulse around your manhood.
My breathing calms I look around and remember where am,
my hand stuffed down my knickers and I don’t give a damn.
Hurry home to me baby, I need to see you soon,
I’ve got a special present I’ve been saving up for you!

Erotic Short Story: Seducing the Boiler Man

I knew I had to have him to moment I answered the door to his knock and he stood there, all stubble and scruff, all manly man.

“I’ve come to service your boiler love,” he said, a line straight out of a porn film. I might have been immune to his rugged charms had I not just spent the morning writing my latest romantic tale of sex and seduction. But my characters were so real to me, the situations I created so vivid in my imagination, the physical effect was as intense as if I was right there. In fact, I couldn’t finish a story without having to satisfy myself, since i didn’t have a husband or boyfriend to take care of my desire. I always made myself wait though, until after my characters had been satisfied too – so my own desire, my own desperate melting need, would translate into the story I was writing.

That’s exactly where I’d been when he’d knocked on the door – coming to the climax of the scene, moist and sticky between the legs, aching to be touched. I’d been five minutes away from fetching my faithful friend to bring me to my own climax as I re-read the scene – as was my routine upon finishing every new sexy tale. So then I found myself staring at this beautiful man, my heart racing, my body crying out to be touched, wondering if he’d been sent as some kind of divine intervention to see to my every need.
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Erotic Poem: Bathtub Desires

Bathtub, music, you and I
Something in me starts to fly
Candlelight on hot wet skin
Tingles flutter deep within
Hazel eyes, aflame with need
Touch me now, our silence pleads
Brush of legs, a gasp I draw
I can’t take this any more
Pulsing fire, aching need
Hungry lust, now let me feed
Reaching out a foot, a toe
I touch your hardness, start to stroke
A growl so deep erupts from you
Groaning, gasping, from me too
My hands I let begin to roam
Heaving breasts, again you moan
Fingers finding my sweet spot
I circle, rub, so fucking hot
Writhing now, the water shudders
Continuing to eye each other
I slip a finger into me
So wet and juicy, so ready
You can’t bear to watch me now
Needing me, your hands reach out
You pull me closer, onto you
Your mouth, your kisses, only you
Legs spread wide, straddling you now
Hands all over, sweaty brow
Your need, so hard, is nuzzling me
All thoughts are gone, my body speaks
Inviting you to come inside
Begging for this fucking ride
Arms around me, pulling down
My eager body stretches round
And yes, oh yes, that feels so right,
So big so hard, so hot and tight
Riding, sliding, gasping too,
Tongues and hands, me and you
Nothing else exists but us
Our screaming, needing, wanting lust
Pulsating, it starts to build
As my womanhood you fill
Muscles tensing, quickening
Drawing you even further in
Then we merge, and we are one
One perfect moment as we cum