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Sexy Short Story: The Jacuzzi

TheJacuzziCoverWebWhen a group of friends get together for a luxury holiday to celebrate their successes five years after graduating from Univeristy, memories of a previus holiday they took together are soon sparked, a holiday when they were younger and wilder, a holiday during which things got hot and horny one night in the Jacuzzi…

Buzzing with anticipation, I finished unpacking my suitcase, the air conditioning finally cooling down my skin after a hot and sweaty car ride from the airport. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, smiling at the sound of exotic birds outside the balcony doors of my suite. It would be the first time I’d seen some of the old gang for more than just a quick post-work drink for a whole long five years, since we’d all graduated from the London City University. After three years of partying, studying, laughing, and crying together, we’d grown as close as siblings, best friends, and even spouses in many ways, and had all been sad to lose the connections our time in the shared house had forged. I couldn’t help but wonder how the five years between then and now might have changed us all, and the dynamic between us. Continue reading →

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Erotic Short Story: The Delivery Guy

TheDeliveryGuyCoverWebWhen the delivery guy at her new office turns his attentions to newly divorced single mother Darcy, she brushes it off as flattery, but the encounter awakens something deep inside her. A desire, a lust, a growing need for intimacy, for passion, for release. Her friend tells her it’s time to ‘get back on the horse’, so what if Darcy was to follow the delivery guy outside to his van, and act on those desires?

I never would have thought that that Wednesday morning – so boring and ordinary on the surface – would change everything for me, but when I look back, that’s where it all started really. That’s when my bad girl was unleashed.

“It’s nearly time ladies, check your lippy, he’ll be here soon,” yelled Sophie across the office. I smiled but didn’t reply. As the new girl, I didn’t want to assume myself included in the office shenanigans – and rather hoped I wouldn’t be dragged into them. Apparently the mounting excitement was due to the imminent regular Wednesday visit from the delivery guy, some kind of Adonis by all accounts, who apparently caused women to fall over themselves with lust and start acting like hormone powered boy crazy teenage girls! I kid you not – it was all I’d heard about all morning, I felt as if I was in an out-dated sexist soda advert or something. My plan was to keep my head down, get my work done so I could pay the bills, and then go home to the remnants of my life. But that didn’t stop me grinning at the squeals of the two other ladies in the office – and then grinning even wider as I caught sight of Andrew, the only man who worked in our shared space, rolling his eyes. Continue reading →

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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 →

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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 →

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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!