The Rougher Explicit Collection of Stories Box Set Compilation

by Amira Bradford

  "God, I love that." She sighed. Steven's tongue explored and caressed her delicate femininity. He love giving cunnilingus, but it had not appealed to his ex. From the sexy noises, gentle hips thrusts, and her hands on his head, Steve knew Stephanie was different. She enjoyed the attention.

  He lost himself in her pleasure. Lips and tongue sought out spots that made her respond. He pulled her flesh deep between his lips. Then he played with her as she slipped from his grasp. His flat tongue painted across her slick folds. His elongated tongue disappeared into her molten core. His hungry tongue swabbed nectar from her drenched vee. All the while her body eased further toward a blissful release.

  He caught the abrupt change in her breathing and the mounting tension of her body. His hands worked under her hips and gripped the globes of her tight ass. As her swirled his tongue around her hard clit and lip-bit her, she shoved herself into his mouth.

  "Oh, Fuck, baby. I'm, I'm, I'm—gon—gonna. Nungh! Ungh! Oh, damn! Cum—ming, now! Oooh! OhmyGod! NOW!"

  He sucked hard as her hips shook in his grip. She came for him, and he doubled his efforts to capture every last luscious drop. He licked her until she grabbed him hard by the hair and pulled him from her burning crotch.

  "Wow," she sighed. Her eyes were closed and a sheen of sweat sparkled on her flushed face. Some strands of hair stuck to her cheek. Her nipples and areolas stood proud and crinkled, her body the paragon of arousal.

  Steve laid his head on one of her thighs and inhaled her aroma. It had been far too long since he enjoyed a lover such as Stephanie. He could grow used to being with her.

  "Kiss me, Steven." That command conveyed the depths of her desire. He made his way to her pursed lips and teased them with the tip of his tongue. She smiled then pulled his head to her. Her tongue snaked into his mouth and caught her flavor all over him. "Yummy."

  She moved her leg and felt his erection. "Oh, you're so nice and hard."

  "Can't help it—"

  "Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, but I can." She took him in her palm and stroked his length. He shuddered in her hand. "I need you inside me," she murmured into his ear. She rolled him onto his side and raised her leg. Then she rubbed his tip into her wet vulva. His sharp gasp made her grin.

  "Do you like that?" she asked.

  "Oooh," he moaned for her. "But I better put on—"

  "It's okay. I've taken care of that. Besides," she said as she nibbled on one of his lobes, "I want to feel you shoot that hot cum deep in my pussy."

  Her frank language and continued play had Steven on edge. He had no idea how he could possibly get inside her without exploding first.

  "If you keep doing that, I might not make it that long."

  Her response was to hold his tip to her entrance and push herself onto him. Half his length drove into her slick, steamy vagina where she gripped him with her inner muscles. She held still and bit his shoulder. She relished the way he fit inside her.

  "Oooh," he whimpered. His pelvis trembled for a moment before his body quieted. She remained motionless to keep from tipping him over the edge. She wanted this to last a little longer.

  "Man-up, Fly Boy. This is where we get serious." When she felt that he had regained some of his composure, she pulled back slightly and thrust forward once more. Another two inches slipped into her fiery depths. Now it was her turn to shudder as she received stimulation where her body had gone without. One final press and her bare vagina nestled into his curly hair. His tip reached to the end of her, and she felt him flare and thicken against her cervix. She held absolutely still and barely breathed, hoping that he would last.

  After several tense seconds he ran his hands down her back and took firm hold of her round bottom. He steadied her hips and started a slow, rocking rhythm that scraped his rim along her rippling pussy. Each thrust grew longer and more urgent until he stroked her full length. She felt herself bouncing back and forth between vacuum and fullness, over and over. He rolled onto his back, settled her and pumped just a little deeper into her welcoming body.

  She kissed down on him and pressed her full breasts into his sweaty chest. Her mounds flattened and her thick nipples burned. Every nerve ending cried out in joy. She clung to his shoulders, gasping, lost in their lovemaking.

  Their moans filled each other's ears and hung in the room. Only minutes before she had worried that he would not last—now as she neared a powerful climax she worried that she would arrive without him. Then she felt his tip swell and his hips thrust hard into hers. She trapped him between her slim legs. Impaled on his exploding cock, she let herself go.

  Her eyes squeezed shut and her arms embraced his neck. She cried out in passion. The sound in her ears reminded her of a powerful bird's sharp call. For an instant she wondered what it would be like to mate like eagles. To tumble and twist and fall with him, hold him, as they consummated their relationship in the high, thin air. Then the instant passed and her body curled inward as her release began. She felt his cum boil into her depths and abandoned herself to their shared climax.

  It was several minutes before she remembered where she was. She could not recall when he slipped out of her. He held her close to his muscled chest and his hand tickled at the dimples on her back. She heard the pounding of his heart. She felt the pounding of her own where his leg touched her sex. With a deep sigh and a sleepy smile she snuggled into his chest and drifted.

  Steven heard her breath grow steady and deep. He stayed with her, motionless, and hoped that the night—their one night together—would never end. Later her small dream twitches stirred him. He watched her angelic face in the dim light, her fluttering eyelids and delicious lips, and wondered what she dreamed. Then she awoke, her eyes focused quickly with a lusty glow, and she took him again.

  * * * * * * *

  Four days after Stephanie's checkride, Steve sat in the dim light, hunched over as he pored through yet another reading of his favorite volume on flying technique. It was his futile attempt to fill the emotional void. He and Stephanie had not spoken since, "The Night," and he missed her on more than one level.

  The knock on his metal door startled him and he spilled his coffee. "Shit!" he mumbled as he grabbed a paper towel and mopped at the stain. "Just a second!"

  He swung the door open and stood spellbound.

  "Hi," Stephanie bubbled. She looked down, saw the discoloration, grinned and asked, "Happy to see me?"

  "Huh? Oh, no. I mean, 'yes.' Dammit, I spilled coffee on myself when you— Never mind. But, um, what're you doing here?"

  "Is that any way to greet your lover?" She pouted for effect but her eyes held a mischievous sparkle.

  "Well, um, no, but wait. 'Lover?' I thought you said that was a 'one-time' thing."

  "I did," she confirmed, pushing past him with her arms full. "And this is a different, 'one-time,' thing." Stephanie set down her sacks and began rolling up the floor coverings.

  "And when you told me you weren't looking for a relationship?"

  "Safety net. In case you were a shit." She grinned. "You weren't. So, give me a hand, will you?"

  "Huh?"

  "Unpack."

  "Oh—kaaaay." He rummaged in the paper bags and lifted out a couple of small plastic bottles of massage oils, a carafe of red wine and a loaf of calamata olive and garlic bread. And a game of "Twister."

  "What?"

  "I'm gonna get you a little drunk, then we're gonna play a 'Twister' tournament." She flashed her bright teeth at him. "Well, a kind of adult version. You know, best two-out-of-three? Won't hurt your floor if it gets oily, right?"

  He stared at her.

  She lifted her blue skirt in slow motion. As the hemline rose, it revealed stockings and their darker tops, bare legs and electric blue garter straps, and the briefest peek of her denuded vagina. Steven's mouth worked a couple of times but he made no sound. Stephanie giggled and dropped her skirt back into place.

  "Or we could forget the whole thing. You, me, food, wine, oily naked 'Twister.' We can forget all
that and I could just leave."

  Steve closed the door. Then he locked it.

  The End.

  Holiday Home

  One of our friends was horrified when we told them that we have not been on holiday for over a year. Moving jobs and house we had little time or money left to book anything. They took pity on us and very kindly offered us a week staying at their holiday home which is situated in a little village in Devon.

  It is a lovely old house with a large garden; the village is not too far from the sea so we accepted, arranging to go the following week. Steve had to work up until late on the Friday night so I took the train on the Thursday with the intention of stocking up with food and wine, as I travelled down he phoned to say that he would not be able to set off until the Saturday morning because of problems at work so I resigned myself to a long wait for my husband to join me.

  It was a glorious sunny day when I arrived so I decided to leave the shopping until Steve joined me and take full advantage of the weather, lazing in the garden and working on my tan. First though I quickly changed so that I could make a quick trip to the village shop for a few essentials, I wore my favourite summer dress, cool, short and low-cut with a full pleated skirt that swayed about my thighs as I walked.

  As I went down the little path that ran down the side of the house I could hear voices, stepping out of the garden and onto the road I looked to my left and could see there were two young men sitting on a bench in next doors garden, they were about nineteen or twenty and if a little skinny, not bad looking.

  As I walked past they momentarily stopped what they were doing and watched me I gave them a little wave as I passed and at this moment the breeze caught the hem of my dress raising it above my waist. I was wearing a thong but I am sure they got a good look at my naked buttocks because they were opened mouthed and bright red.

  Still it's a small village so I suspect they had to get their thrills where they could.

  Returning from the shop shortly after I gave them a smile as I walked past, abruptly ending their conversation as they gave a shy "hello."

  They were lounging on the grass and I just knew they were looking at my smooth legs as I sashayed past, I was feeling a little naughty so when I was a few feet away from my garden gate I came to a stop and bent forward from the waist pretending to adjust my sandal, knowing that from where they were lying they would have a sneak peek up my dress, the breeze again flipped the edge up ever so slightly giving them a better look than I had anticipated.

  Putting my shopping away I took a large beach towel and laid it down in the back garden ready for an afternoon of sunbathing. I returned to the house to fetch my book, fix a drink and change into my bikini. As I passed the bedroom window I saw the two guys from next door scooted down by the fence on the opposite side to where my towel lay.

  They had obviously seen me placing the towel out on the lawn and were peeking through the slats hoping for a glimpse of me sunbathing.

  Being an exhibitionist this was too good a chance for mischief to pass up.

  Why sunbathe alone when I could have fun teasing the teenagers next door?

  Without changing I quickly returned to the garden, placing my book and drink by the towel I turned my back to where they were hidden and lifted my dress slowly up over my hips, pausing for effect before pulling it over my shoulders and up off over my head, bending over to fold it and place it in a neat pile.

  As I bent over the lads would have an amazing view of my bum in thong panties.

  I could just hear their hushed whispers as I stood for a second or two clad in only my white lacy bra and panties and stretched with my arms above my head arching my back and pushing my chest out so my hard nipples would be visible, showing dark against the thin material.

  I had been dead horny all week and it would be another day until Steve got here so there would be no harm in giving myself a little relief while at the same time giving the guys a show that will be just as exciting for them.

  Wanting to be able to see if they were still paying attention I lay down on my stomach facing towards the fence, I could just make out movement by the gap where the slats were slotted into the posts so, sure they were still watching me, I undid the straps of my bra and pulled it from under my chest, placing it neatly on my dress.

  Only a small portion of my boobs would be visible as they were pressed against the towel. I pretended to read my book but each time I turned a page I exaggerated the movement of my arm so that one of my breasts would be partially exposed.

  Because I was wearing sunglasses they couldn't see that I was looking at them as they stared through the gap, waiting with anticipation for each time I moved my arm. Wanting to keep them interested I reached over and picked up my drink propping myself up with one hand and turning my shoulder, giving them a good peek of the whole of my left breast including the hard nub of my nipple

  "Fuck me, look at that," I heard one of them whisper.

  Making a show of trying to shade the pages of my book with my hand I pretended that I was uncomfortable with the glare of the sun.

  Raising myself onto all fours so that both boobs were briefly visible to them I shuffled around so that I was now facing away from the fence, giving them a good view of my firm buttocks, as nice as this might be for them I was feeling very naughty and had other ideas...ones that would excite them even more.

  Slipping one of my hands down to my hip and grasping the thin strip of material there I tugged hard, knowing full well that the crotch of the narrow thong would disappear between the folds of my damp pussy.

  At the same time I felt the soft material disappear into my crack I opened my legs,

  Wide.

  Now they would be seeing even more than they bargained for.

  The thought of them getting off on seeing me exposed like this was exciting, causing a little bit of moisture to trickle out over my pussy lips. However what I really wanted was to be able to see the effect I was having on them.

  My chance came when the phone rang.

  Jumping up I ran to the house, not bothering to cover myself, my tits bouncing up and down, my ass wiggling in the little thong.

  Getting to the phone I quickly snatched it up just in time to take the call.

  To my surprise it was Steve ringing to say he had finished work earlier than expected and would be with me later that evening.

  I walked back into the garden with a bounce in my step, happy at the good news, my tits really were jiggling about and my thong was still hugging my pussy lips so that they were clearly outlined and partially exposed.

  As I came level with the fence I could hear heavy breathing.

  After getting myself so turned on teasing the two neighbours I now had the option of a cold shower and a long wait for my husband or I could continue with my fun and relieve my frustration right now.

  There was no question of what I would do really because the thought of them getting excited while looking at my naked tits and ass made me want to do all sorts of naughty things.

  I knew that it wouldn't take much to either entice them into playing further or scare them off, so pulling the towel over and positioning it by the side of the fence I dropped down onto it and leaned back so I was sitting on my knees, my firm breasts were now directly opposite them, right by the gap.

  I began caressing my boobs and pinching my nipples.

  I kept my eyes on the shapes moving by the gap as I said.

  "I know you have been spying on me, why don't you come round here and get a closer look?"

  There was silence so I quickly stood by the fence, stretching up on tiptoe so that I could peer over the top; they both looked up, panicky.

  My eyes focused on their shorts, they both had a noticeable bulge, the blond guy was slyly rubbing his crotch trying to adjust himself while the dark haired one just stood opened mouthed as he realised his face was just inches away from my naked tits.

  Smiling to put them at ease I said.

  "Look I don't m
ind you peeking because I just love making men horny; it really turned me on when you were staring at my ass before."

  I pointed at the tents in their shorts.

  "And it seems you are more than a little pleased by what you have seen."

  While they looked back and forth dumbstruck I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. "I was hoping we could show each other how excited we are."

  "So you want us to look?" one of them said with a leer.

  In answer I ran my fingers along the thin fabric of my thong pushing it further up into my slit, my pussy tingled as the guys watched me touching myself.

  "You bet, because I want you to watch me cum right now, then I want to see you touching your cocks while you look at my tits, ass and pussy, Ok?"

  I rubbed my hand against my pussy and waited for them to make the next move.

  They were soon coming up the garden path where they were met by the sight of me bent over on all fours, as they approached the towel I looked back over my shoulder at them and smiled arching my back and pushing my bum out towards them.

  "Is this what you wanted to see?" I asked.

  They were both rubbing themselves through their clothes, nodding to them I said, "Lose the jeans." They did as I asked without a moment's hesitation, dropping them at their feet and stroking their cocks without any embarrassment about seeing each other half naked.

  "Were you stroking yourselves while you were looking at my ass?" I asked.

  The blond one just nodded.

  "I couldn't help it, its so awesome." the other guy said.

  "And we could almost see your pussy at one point when your panties bunched up."

  They were making me feel ever so naughty.

  "Would you like to feel my ass cheeks?" I asked. "Its Ok you can touch them."

  They both very carefully held out a hand each and placed them on my buttocks, lightly stroking the soft skin, uttering a quiet "Wow."