- Excerpts from short stories
The samples below are taken from stories I've written for past customers.
Vanilla, (Female POV)
I'm completely naked. I wipe the tears from my eyes and crawl up your chest to your neck. As I position my hot, wet sex on your cock I nibble on your collar bone, your shoulder. I rub my nose in your ear, bite your earlobe.
I whisper, "I'm going to fuck you raw."
I reach between my legs and adjust your cock, putting it at the opening. Very slowly, I slide down on it and shudder, goosebumps prickle my back. When you're completely and deeply inside me, I grind back and forth, as if trying to squeeze another few inches inside. I can't get enough.
I whisper, "I want more of you."
I roll my hips on yours, working your cock in and out of me. I'm so wet your balls are soaked with my juices. After a while, I have to stop. I look up and shake my head, breathing heavy.
Then I laugh and look at you. "I almost came. It's too soon."
I kiss your lips, sucking in your bottom lips and nibbling it. I can't help myself; I start moving on you again. I get very close again, very fast. I start moving faster and faster. I can't stop kissing you. I can't stop any of the contact we have. I feel fused to you.
In a hoarse voice I ask, Should I cum for you, baby?
You tell me to cum for you.
"But I want you to cum with me," I pant and kiss you, moving again. I breathe in your fast breaths, my skin hot and sweaty. I love the taste of your tongue and lips and feel as if we aren't kissing but slowly consuming each other. I feel everything focus between my legs, as if we were contracting completely before exploding outward. My moans become cries, my cries become crying. I scream as I cum, throwing my head up an pushing my body down on you as hard as I can, juicing myself on your cock. I've dug my fingers into your chest and they hurt as I release you. I can't speak and mutter something incoherently.
"Did you..." Is all I can say.
I whisper, "I'm going to fuck you raw."
I reach between my legs and adjust your cock, putting it at the opening. Very slowly, I slide down on it and shudder, goosebumps prickle my back. When you're completely and deeply inside me, I grind back and forth, as if trying to squeeze another few inches inside. I can't get enough.
I whisper, "I want more of you."
I roll my hips on yours, working your cock in and out of me. I'm so wet your balls are soaked with my juices. After a while, I have to stop. I look up and shake my head, breathing heavy.
Then I laugh and look at you. "I almost came. It's too soon."
I kiss your lips, sucking in your bottom lips and nibbling it. I can't help myself; I start moving on you again. I get very close again, very fast. I start moving faster and faster. I can't stop kissing you. I can't stop any of the contact we have. I feel fused to you.
In a hoarse voice I ask, Should I cum for you, baby?
You tell me to cum for you.
"But I want you to cum with me," I pant and kiss you, moving again. I breathe in your fast breaths, my skin hot and sweaty. I love the taste of your tongue and lips and feel as if we aren't kissing but slowly consuming each other. I feel everything focus between my legs, as if we were contracting completely before exploding outward. My moans become cries, my cries become crying. I scream as I cum, throwing my head up an pushing my body down on you as hard as I can, juicing myself on your cock. I've dug my fingers into your chest and they hurt as I release you. I can't speak and mutter something incoherently.
"Did you..." Is all I can say.
BDSM/Femdom, (Female)
"No touching unless I allow it," I shouted. I took my panties and stuffed them in his mouth. His cock was rock hard and shook as it pulsed. His eyes were closed and breathed deeply around my panties, as if trying to get oxygen and smell them at the same time.
I took a glass from the dresser and crouched over it on the floor. "Watch me," I ordered. A moment later, a stream of urine shot into the glass and I half filled it.
I stood with it and went to him. "Have you ever had a panty cocktail?" I asked.
I couldn't understand his response, but his eyes were eager and excited. I tipped his head back and slowly poured my urine over my panties in his mouth. He choked and moaned and his cock twitched furiously as eventually he drank all of it in.
After he recovered his breath, he looked at me with pure adoration. I straddled one of his hands and rubbed my very wet, slick pussy on it. I left a glistening trail. I nodded to him and he pulled it to his nose and smelled it deeply and licked it like a dog.
I took a glass from the dresser and crouched over it on the floor. "Watch me," I ordered. A moment later, a stream of urine shot into the glass and I half filled it.
I stood with it and went to him. "Have you ever had a panty cocktail?" I asked.
I couldn't understand his response, but his eyes were eager and excited. I tipped his head back and slowly poured my urine over my panties in his mouth. He choked and moaned and his cock twitched furiously as eventually he drank all of it in.
After he recovered his breath, he looked at me with pure adoration. I straddled one of his hands and rubbed my very wet, slick pussy on it. I left a glistening trail. I nodded to him and he pulled it to his nose and smelled it deeply and licked it like a dog.
Threesome, (female)
We were thrown out. Where can we go now? we asked each other. They were slow to come up with an idea, young and intimidated.
I said, my place. Too drunk to drive I drove us there. Once we were in I pulled off my shirt. No need for formalities.
Events smear and swirl. I remember her tongue in my mouth as we removed each other's bras, then the exhilarating feeling of pressing them together. Then suddenly we're pulling on him. I remember he was like a doll we were undressing. He didn't fight nor resist. Should he have? We never asked his permission. Were we being impolite as Jolie took off his shirt and I unbuttoned his pants, unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. Which ended up being enormous and Jolie and I gasped.
"You have him first," Jolie says to me graciously, and kisses me and lays me on the bed. When he enters, it hurts like he's tearing me open and yet I'm soaking wet. While he's fucking me and she climbs on me, straddles my face and my tongue is deep inside her. I suck on her clit and lips and lick the edge of her pussy hole. I'm so drunk but I'm so close to cumming already.
Then my memory shifts, and she's on her side and her leg is up like she's stretching and he's fucking her hard. I lean over and kiss her gently. I finger myself as I watch. Then I move down to her pussy and lick it as he's fucking her. I lick his cock as he's fucking her and both start moaning. He pulls out and I'm buried in her pussy again. I can't get enough of it and she's moaning and screaming and grabbing my ears.
I said, my place. Too drunk to drive I drove us there. Once we were in I pulled off my shirt. No need for formalities.
Events smear and swirl. I remember her tongue in my mouth as we removed each other's bras, then the exhilarating feeling of pressing them together. Then suddenly we're pulling on him. I remember he was like a doll we were undressing. He didn't fight nor resist. Should he have? We never asked his permission. Were we being impolite as Jolie took off his shirt and I unbuttoned his pants, unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. Which ended up being enormous and Jolie and I gasped.
"You have him first," Jolie says to me graciously, and kisses me and lays me on the bed. When he enters, it hurts like he's tearing me open and yet I'm soaking wet. While he's fucking me and she climbs on me, straddles my face and my tongue is deep inside her. I suck on her clit and lips and lick the edge of her pussy hole. I'm so drunk but I'm so close to cumming already.
Then my memory shifts, and she's on her side and her leg is up like she's stretching and he's fucking her hard. I lean over and kiss her gently. I finger myself as I watch. Then I move down to her pussy and lick it as he's fucking her. I lick his cock as he's fucking her and both start moaning. He pulls out and I'm buried in her pussy again. I can't get enough of it and she's moaning and screaming and grabbing my ears.
vanilla, (male)
After what felt like an appropriate amount of time, I told Cassie I had to go to the bathroom. I didn't need to, but I went anyway. Then I went to receiving. It's where the manager's offices were. No one was in receiving nor the main manager's office. The door to her office was closed and I knocked gently. She opened the door. She waved me in. She was on a conference call; she hit a button turning off the mic.
"Conference call," she said. "With all the cafe managers in the district."
"I don't care." I took her by the waist and kissed her hard. Her mouth opened eagerly and I felt her teeth against my lips. I took her ass in both hands and squeezed and she squeaked and I felt her mouth smile under mine.
She was wearing a low-cut black dress. I grabbed the front of it, as well as her bra underneath, and pulled it down, making her tits pop out. I held them in both hands and pinched the nipples as she worked opening my fly. When she had me unbuttoned and unzipped, she had her hand down my shorts and wrapped around my cock. She stroked me gently, unlike any other girl I'd been with. She didn't jerk it hard or squeeze it until I thought it would explode. She was delicate and eager, as if barely able to hold in need of it.
I spun her around, and pushed her over her desk. She stared down at the phone, her conference call still going, as I lifted her dress, pulled down her tights and underwear, and with effort pushed myself inside her. I fucked her hard and she was so tight and she moaned, grabbing my shirt as if desperate to pull me in deeper. I thought about her fucking asshole husband and how sweet it would be to fuck her in front of him. And how great to fuck her in front of customers, in front of the other managers.
Then it was just great to think about the fact that I was fucking her. That it was amazing to be inside her and hear how much she was enjoying it.
"Conference call," she said. "With all the cafe managers in the district."
"I don't care." I took her by the waist and kissed her hard. Her mouth opened eagerly and I felt her teeth against my lips. I took her ass in both hands and squeezed and she squeaked and I felt her mouth smile under mine.
She was wearing a low-cut black dress. I grabbed the front of it, as well as her bra underneath, and pulled it down, making her tits pop out. I held them in both hands and pinched the nipples as she worked opening my fly. When she had me unbuttoned and unzipped, she had her hand down my shorts and wrapped around my cock. She stroked me gently, unlike any other girl I'd been with. She didn't jerk it hard or squeeze it until I thought it would explode. She was delicate and eager, as if barely able to hold in need of it.
I spun her around, and pushed her over her desk. She stared down at the phone, her conference call still going, as I lifted her dress, pulled down her tights and underwear, and with effort pushed myself inside her. I fucked her hard and she was so tight and she moaned, grabbing my shirt as if desperate to pull me in deeper. I thought about her fucking asshole husband and how sweet it would be to fuck her in front of him. And how great to fuck her in front of customers, in front of the other managers.
Then it was just great to think about the fact that I was fucking her. That it was amazing to be inside her and hear how much she was enjoying it.
- Complete short stories
| The Minotaur |
| Let's Meet at Bun Boy |
- Flash erotica
Similar to the more sedate Flash Fiction, Flash Erotica are very tiny, sips of stories. In these samples, I combine text with an image (not mine), the image inspiring the text.
- Vocalized erotica
Vocalized erotica is more than me simply reading a text aloud. Some of the samples provided are excerpts from recordings I made for actual chat conversations.
