The Rougher Explicit Collection of Stories Box Set Compilation

by Amira Bradford

"Uh-huh," I concurred.

  The auditor clicked his pen a few times, opened his briefcase and placed the notebook within it. "On behalf of the government, I thank you both for your cooperation."

  I'd almost forgotten about him in my post-coital lethargy.

  He made his way to the bedroom door and exited. I quickly followed, stopping long enough to retrieve my underwear from a sculpture in the hallway to cover myself up.

  At the front door, the auditor turned to me. "You're a lucky man."

  I nodded.

  "With a wife such as yours, so beautiful, energetic, and uninhibited, I must admit that I envy you. You are wealthy in ways that are hardly quantifiable."

  "But you will try," I said.

  "Quantify it."

  The auditor nodded. "It's my job. Screwing taxpayers is my business."

  The End.

  Her Scent

  I could hear her silently moving around the room getting her things together for class. She thought she was being quiet but I always knew when she got out of bed. Even with my eyes closed, I knew she walked out of the room because her scent faded. She wore this perfume that drove me crazy. It was a soft scent, smelled almost like flowers and vanilla or some shit like that. I could recognize it anywhere.

  I drifted back off to sleep. Just before I got too deep, it was back, her scent. She was back home. Did she forget something? I didn't open my eyes when she came into the room. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the sweetness of her aroma. I could hear her moving around. The more she moved, the stronger her scent seemed to get. Like every movement released a burst of sweetness.

  My body began to slowly awaken. Every time I inhaled her scent, my shaft throbbed, thickening & hardening. I was fully erect in seconds. She had to go to class though. I decided not to move.

  The thought was barely formed when I felt the mattress shift under her weight. The blanket moved and her warm body slipped into bed. As always, she snuggled close to me, laying her head on my shoulder. She draped a luscious thigh across me, settling her leg between mine. She slipped her hand up my shirt, resting it on my upper torso. I placed a hand on her thigh, caressing the smooth warm skin. I could feel myself getting harder still with every breath.

  She snuggled a little closer as my hand slid up her thigh to grip the softness of her behind. She moaned lightly and moved her hand higher up my shirt, caressing my chest. I dragged her on top of me, making her straddle my hips. She immediately rocked her hips against my erection, causing shockwaves of pleasure to shoot through my body. I put both hands on her hips and lifted mine, pressing firmer against her soft center. She moaned a little louder so I knew I must have rubbed against her clit.

  I finally open my eyes and looked directly into hers. Her lids were slightly closed but I could still those pretty brown eyes filled with passion. I put a hand behind her neck, bringing her lips to mine. She kissed me softly and flicked her tongue against the corner of my mouth. I parted my lips and she slipped her tongue in to wrestle with mine. I gave her ass a little squeeze before sliding my hands up her body, pushing her t-shirt up. When I reached her arms, she broke the kissing, sitting up while she pulled the shirt over her head. She tossed it to the floor along with her bra.

  I admired her C-cup breasts and tight, hard nipples for a moment. She leaned forward and brushed a nipple across my lips. I flicked my tongue across it before sucking it into my mouth. She moaned as I swirled my tongue and gently bit down. I reached up and massaged her other breast, rubbing my palm against her nipple. I felt her shiver.

  I flung the blanket back and rolled her onto her back. I was still palming her breast but moved my mouth up to her neck. I inhaled deeply. I couldn't get enough of that scent. I licked and kissed my way back down to her breasts. I returned my attention to her nipples as I slid my hand down her body. The only clothing she had on was the bright blue bikini underwear. I massaged her lips and clit through them, enjoying the way she rocked her hips and arched her back in response. I sat up, watching the pleasure on her face and the way she moved her body. When she reached up to pull on her nipples and rub her breasts, I couldn't help but smile. She was so damn sexy.

  I stopped touching her long enough to pull off her underwear. I pulled her body closer to the center of the bed as I knelt in front of her. She was wet with passion. I dipped a finger inside and slid it up to rub her clit. She jumped and moaned. I pushed her legs further apart and flicked my tongue against her clit. She gasped and reached down to caress my head. I sucked her sensitive bud into my mouth, rapidly twirling my tongue around it. She started rocking her hips again, grinding her body into my face. One of her hands disappeared from the top of my head. Looking up, I saw she had gone back to massaging her breast. I pressed my tongue flat against her clit and she let out a long moan. She started wildly bucking her hips. I wrapped my arms around her thighs to keep her in place as I made firm circles with my tongue. Within a few seconds, she was crying out and shivering as she came against my tongue. I waited until she calmed down a little bit before I stopped licking her. I smiled as I looked down at her face, flushed and satisfied, knowing that I still had more for her.

  Her eyes were closed as she tried to catch her breath. She licked her lips and my dick pulsed. I needed those lips around me. I crawl towards her head, massaging myself. She opened her eyes and smiled up at me. She sat up, putting her weight on one arm while reaching for my dick. She massaged it for a second before flicking her tongue out, catching a drop of precum. She licked her lips again before wrapping them around the head of my shaft. I sighed, loving the feeling. When she licked all the way around the head, I felt myself get a little hard. She opened her mouth wide, taking as much of me as she could into her mouth. She pulled back slowly, making me moan from the incredible sensation. She kept doing this, her mouth getting wetter each time. I started rocking my hips with the rhythm, pushing a little deeper into her mouth.

  She sat completely up and wrapped both hands around my shaft. She started working both her hands in a circular motion while sliding me in and out of her mouth at a fast pace. She let my dick fall completely out of her mouth and started flicking her tongue against the head, still working her hands. I could only take a few minutes of that. I reluctantly pulled away.

  I leaned down and kissed her deeply while moving back between her legs. I broke the kiss long enough to make her lie down and position myself on top of her. I started kissing her again just as I slid the head of my dick into her hot, wet body. Her lips parted as she moaned into my mouth. I pushed deeper, going as slow as I could allow myself to go. She was tight, always fit around me like a glove. I paused for a second when I was all the way in. I grunted in appreciation. No woman could compare to her.

  I started stroking her long and deep. Taking my time because I wanted every stroke to make her moan. She wrapped her arms and legs around me, pulling me closer. I slid my hands under her hips, lifting her slightly so I could go a little deeper. She cried out in a way that almost sounded like a growl. Even though my body was screaming at me to pounded deep and hard, I loved the way she moaned and whispered in my ear when I went slow. I could tell from the arch in her back that she was feeling good but I knew it wasn't good enough. She was still speaking English. When it got really good, my baby started speaking Creole.

  I kept the slow, deep strokes but started going just a little faster. Her legs tightened around my back and she started faltering over her words. I could hear her accent coming out.

  Just a little bit faster and she finally screamed out, "Modi, ou frape adwat, bebe!"

  Once she told me that meant, "Damn you hitting it right, baby!" I smiled and kept hitting just that way. She kept talking the whole time, saying a bunch of shit I didn't understand but it sounded good. The more she talked, the harder and faster I stroked.

  "Sekonsa, bebe!"

  I didn't know what that meant but she always said that before she started yelling, "Vini," and that meant she was about to come. I slipped my hand between our bodies an
d rubbed my thumb over her clit. Her hips lifted off the bed while I pounded into her. She bucked hard and screamed my name before dropping back to the bed. Feeling her muscles convulsing against my hard flesh was threatening to make me loose it but I wasn't ready for that just yet. I pulled out of her a little bit, only pushing the tip in and out of her. When she stopped contracting her muscles so hard, I slid back in, but still only giving shallow thrust. I wanted her full attention when I started up again.

  She opened her legs wider and shifted her weight. Before I could move, she started rolling her hips and clenching me tightly inside of her. My head dropped to her shoulder. I could only lay there and take it. She was good at that and knew it sent me over the edge when I was on top and she worked her body like that. My body convulsed as I felt myself loosing the little bit of control I had left. She leaned forward and started nibbling on my ear. My knees felt weak and I couldn't hold out any longer. I moaned loudly as I felt myself exploding deep inside of her. She gripped me even tighter, flexing rapidly, making me come harder. I moaned one last time as I felt my body being drained and collapsed on top of her. She kissed the side of my neck and sighed contently.

  "Class was canceled," she whispered.

  I grunted in response. Not really caring but happy it brought her back to bed.

  The End.

  Happy Anniversary

  She was rubbing lotion on her legs as he came out of the shower.

  "Getting ready?", he says to her, kissing her as he walks past.

  "Yes, I'm ready." she says, sitting the bottle of lotion down and grabbing her drink.

  It was her third wine cooler and she was beginning to feel a buzz. She rarely drinks so it just doesn't take much. They'd driven two hours to get here and fantasized about this night for years. The hotel was only a few miles from their destination and she could almost hear the music, feel the heat, sense the energy. Or at least she imagined she could. Tonight was their 11th wedding anniversary and they'd decided a few weeks ago to come here. They'd found the club online. It was perfect for what they had in mind. Anything went tonight. They were going to finally live out their fantasy. Whatever happened .. happened.

  He glances at her as she pulls the skimpy black dress over her head.

  "It's a little short don't you think?" she says to him biting her lip. She's nervous, but so excited she's shaking and already wet. Her freshly shaved pussy was tingling. Her skimpy thong was touching her lips, and the fabric was rubbing her in just the right places.

  He laughs and says "You look so hot baby, we may not even leave this room."

  She looks at him and shakes her head laughing "Don't touch me, we are going and that's the end of that." He smiles at her and reaches for his drink, he's getting a pretty good buzz too and is excited about what may or may not happen when they got to the club.

  She pulls her jeans on deciding the dress is really a little short for her comfort. "I'll wear it as a shirt for now." she says.

  He laughs again, "Whatever you're comfortable with, but I bet you'll be overdressed."

  "Well," she giggles, "they can come off as easily as they went on, now can't they?"

  He smiles at her and continues to put his clothes on. He can tell she's buzzing and he likes her that was. He knows what an animal she can be, but at the same time she's a very shy person, he was anxious to see just which way she was going to be tonight. He had a feeling they were going to have a real good time.

  They decide they are ready so they leave their room and walk out to the car. She's shaking so badly she can barely get the door open. She laughs as she tries twice to open it before she realizes it's still locked.

  "Hold on a minute babe and I'll get that for you." He's smiling so big, he knows just how she feels, he's a bit nervous himself.

  Finally in the car they drive silently to the club. It's simply a house with a tall privacy fence going all around it. It looks as if they may be the first to arrive, but as they pull around the back there are several more cars parked here and there. They pull in next to one and shut off the motor. Now she really can hear the beat of the music blaring from the building. They just sit there not saying a word.

  After a few minutes she says "Well, this is it." She is staring straight ahead of her, she can't even turn to look at him. Oh God, she thinks, we are really going to do this. It was their fantasy but what if this changed things between them.

  "Babe, no matter what happens tonight, you know I love you and only you right?" she asks quietly.

  "Yeah, you are my only girl." he whispers back.

  They continue to sit there for a few more minutes, saying nothing, just staring at the singing house before them.

  "Well, you ready?" she asks, finally turning to look at him.

  "Nothing has to happen that you don't want to, you know that right?" he says to her looking her straight in the eyes.

  "I know, we'll just go with whatever feels right." she answers him with a small smile.

  They both reach for the door handles at the same time, this strikes her funny and she starts to giggle. She opens her door and just sits there, he has done the same. Turning to look at each other, they both smile and she says "Come on, we're here."

  They get out and walk to the door, the music is really loud now and she notices a couple sitting at the door. They are really attractive and her pussy is tingling, she's excited about what may happen when she walks through that door.

  "Hi." the dark brunette says.

  "Welcome." her attractive partner smiles as he reaches out his hand to her husband. "I'm Mark and this is Cindy, my wife. Is this your first time here?"

  They both nod and just stare at the couple.

  "Well", Mark says, "how about I give you a tour?" He stands and they follow him into the house.

  They walk in and find themselves in a large room with tables and chairs here and there. Benches set up to face a pole in the middle of the room. There is a strobe light and that plays with her mind as she walks inside. The music is current and she already begins to sway as she walks. There are a few other people in the room, couples alone staring at them as they walk through. She wonders if this is their first time too. She can't look at them to closely, but can't help but wonder will they get to know some of them before the night is over.

  She shakes her head trying to remove the fog that's entered and realizes Mark is speaking to them both. "This is our main room, here people can sit, enjoy a drink and listen to the music. Anything goes, just be respectful of others. There's the pole if you get to feeling frisky and want to give us a show."

  He's looking her right in the eye as he says this and she starts to giggle and looks away.

  Her, dancing in front of others? no way was that happening, she thinks to herself.

  "Come on I'll show you the rest." Mark says as he starts to walk off leaving them to follow him. The next room is a kitchen, innocent enough she thinks.

  "Here we have snacks and drinks, just help yourself." Mark says.

  He continues down a hallway and she realizes there are sounds coming from one of the rooms. Mark is still talking but she isn't paying any attention, she is trying to find the noises. She looks to her left and there they were. A man and woman were lying on a bed and he was eating her pussy while she moaned and begged him for more. She quickly looks away, her face getting warm.

  Oh my God, she thinks. We are really here.

  She looks back at Mark and he smiles at her, he's so hot. He's tall, like her husband with blonde hair and green eyes.

  Umm, she thinks, maybe he'll be the one. She tries to pay attention to what he is saying but wonders to herself if he and his wife play. Shaking herself a little she again turns back to Mark to hear what he is saying "This room stays open, you can see it has a large bed, you can come in here by yourself or invite company. Anything goes here, as long as we respect each other."

  She glances to the other door and Mark smiles again.

  "This room" he says, "it has a pretty big
bed too, but this door you can close for privacy if you want." He opens the door and she sees the big bed, but also there are chains coming from the wall with handcuffs attached. Oh my, she swallows. This is really happening.

  "There is also a bathroom further down the hall." Mark says and turns to stare at them both. "Any questions?" he asks, still looking at her. She still hears the couple in the room to her left and cannot believe she is right there next to them. The woman is screaming out now.

  "Eat that pussy baby, I'm coming" the woman is yelling.

  She turns away from the sounds and smiles at her husband. This is real. They are finally here about to live out their fantasy. Mark leads them back up the hallway.

  "So," he says "enjoy yourselves." he looks her straight in the eye and winks. Touching her arm as he walks away. She turns to her husband who has been holding her hand the whole time, rubbing his thumb across her palm.

  "Well, should we grab a drink and find a seat?" he says.

  They go back to the kitchen area and grab a drink. Then going back to the main room they grab a seat at one of the tables away from any other people. She notices the room has quickly filled up while they were taking their tour.

  "This is so exciting." she says to him as they sit down.

  There are people everywhere. She looks and she realizes she is indeed overdressed. Most of the other women in the room have very little clothing on. Some are actually wearing lingerie.

  Well, I'm not ready for that, she thinks, so the jeans will stay on .. for now.

  The music and lights are making her squirm. She lives and breathes music. It is relaxing to her.

  They finish their first drink, never speaking.

  He has been rubbing her leg while they sit. He leans over toward her, "Want another drink?" he asks. "Yeah, that'd be great." she answers.

  Then realizes he has gotten up and left her there all alone. She swallows and glances around.

  There is a couple sitting near them now.

  When did they sit down? she wonders.