Rough and Hardcore Erotica

by Natalie Breaks

  She licked her lips again as she advanced further up his body. She stopped at his knee and lowered her head, planting her tongue onto the inside of his thigh before dragging it up his leg towards his groin. Matt shivered with the excitement that the sensation of her tongue caused him.

  She increased the speed of her tongue work as she came closer and closer to the base of his cock, before for the second time that day, she wrapped her lips around it and began to work it all the way down her throat.

  Before he could become too aroused, Matt leaned forwards and grabbed David’s wife by her hips, flipping her over onto her back so that he was now mounted on top of her. He paused for a moment to run his hands elegantly all over her almost completely naked body, stopping when he came to her breasts. He paused momentarily before gripping the center of her delicate bra with one hand and ripping it clean off her body with a snap of the strap at the back.

  Cynthia smiled up at him as he threw the bra away, hitting the door before falling to the ground below. He returned to her large breasts with his hands, cupping them in his palms before running them in circular motions, feeling every inch of them.

  He lowered his head, burying his handsome face into her soft skin, inhaling her scent deeply before probing around her luscious breasts with his tongue. Just as she had done to him, his tongue caused him to purr with sensual delight as he lapped it around her hardening nipples, biting the tender flesh occasionally, causing her to yelp, before returning with the soothing sensation of his tongue, just as she had done to his neck back at his plush office.

  He worked up towards the top of her body, pressing his full weight against her as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. She opened her mouth and took his tongue in again as he shuffled his hips below, placing his cock in line with his dripping wet pussy.

  She began to breathe heavily as he teased her with his cock, before pulling away, lowering his hips down and forcing her to grind her pelvis into his stomach, unable to reach the cock of his longer body. She moaned in anticipation as he began to aggressively work her neck over. She gripped the sheets of the mattress with both hands as he alternated between biting and sucking on her neck and ear lobe as she begged him for more.

  While continuing to suck on her delicate neck, he reached down with a long arm and began to probe around at the opening of her pussy. Her body jerked in an instant reflex as he brushed three fingers across the exposed slit. He heard her whispering under her breath, begging to be fucked as he continued to tease her by barely brushing these three fingers across her most sensitive area.

  “Please..” She finally uttered loudly. Matt continued to stroke gracefully, probing her until she finally screamed out, begging to be penetrated.

  “Please!” She roared, reverberating around the whole house. Finally, Matt decided to put her out of her misery by plunging two fingers inside her dripping slit and probing around, staring into her eyes as he worked her over. Cynthia’s legs bent and her body contorted as Matt reached his target, rubbing against her slit as she began to moan with pleasure.

  Using his free hand he continued to fondle with her breast as he worked her over, causing her back to arch and her body to break out in a cold sweat. She had dreamt about this moment for years. This stud of a man, rich and successful, having his way with her behind her husband’s back. She continued to buck her hips around as his fingers expertly worked her over before he eventually pulled them out, dripping wet, allowing her a few moments of respite.

  She regained her breath through numerous deep and heavy inhalations as Matt smiled up at her and positioned his body, ready for the next onslaught. He pushed her legs up so that her knees were bent and then gently spread them as wide as they would go as her pussy leaked out onto the mattress beneath. She was still panting when he positioned himself on top of her and placed his throbbing member against her. She inhaled deeply again as she continued to bucket cold sweat in anticipation for what was about to happen.

  He gradually eased into her, causing her eyes to clamp shut, just as they had when she was easing his cock down her throat. He continued to slide into her until his shaft was half way in before he pause for a second and pulled back out. Her eyes flashed open as she started up at him with impatience. Before she could say a word, he plunged back into her, this time delivering the full length of his shaft deep into her gaping pussy.

  Cynthia moaned loudly as she reached up and cradled him around the neck, holding on for dear life as he fucked her unmercifully. She panted desperately as she tried to flood her body with oxygen. It felt like she was being pricked all over with a thousand needles as sensations like she had never felt before flooded her body.

  The stud of a doctor continued to pound into her with unrelenting pace as she moaned loudly, like her husband had never been able to make her.

  “I told you I could please any woman. Feels good doesn’t it? No wonder your husband is nervous about losing you when there are men like me around.”

  Cynthia merely moaned loudly again, her appreciation evident despite being unable to look the hunk in the eye as he continued to work her over. He moved his body forwards, placing his hands above each of her delicate shoulders as he lifted his entire weight up, supporting himself with his strong arms. He began to remove his cock all the way out before plunging it back in, filling her completely. When he had pushed completely n, he began to grind and rotate his hips against hers, causing her body to jerk wildly under the immensely satisfying pressure.

  He reached out with both hands, gripping her wrists and pinning them to the bed so that she could not move, even if she had of wanted to. Her body had finally adjusted to the size of the muscular doctor’s cock enough for her to open her eyes and witness him powerfully pummeling into her. He smiled back as he thrusted, continuing to pin her to bed with the power of his arms as well as his cock.

  Before he had a chance to change their position again, Cynthia brushed his arms off her wrists and reached forward to his hips, becoming impaled even more deeply on his cock as a result of this unexpected movement. She pulled with her right hand and he allowed her to flip him onto his back.

  “My turn. You’ve had a tough day. Let me work for you for a change Doc.”

  Matt smiled as Cynthia sat completely impaled on his rigid shaft. She looked to her right hand side and stared at their reflection in the full length mirror that she had examined herself in that morning. She smiled as she fixed her hair before looking back down at the man of her dreams lying below her.

  “Let’s get going then!”

  With that, Cynthia began to slowly rise up along his shaft before plunging herself back down onto it. She continued to bounce up and down, filling Matt with pleasure as all he had to do was lie there and watch everything unfold in front of him. She held her by the hips, pressing her body down so that she was pleasuring the full length of his cock, while her perfect breasts bounced up and down in perfect tandem.

  She continued to bounce on his cock until she saw the eyes roll in his head just as they had done earlier that day when she was taking his throbbing member in his mouth. She knew what to expect as she began to increase the speed of her work until she felt his hips flex underneath her.

  The force of his orgasm caused Cynthia to climax simultaneously as they both shot streams of salty pleasure against each other, dripping out onto Matt’s stomach before falling away on either side and plummeting to the mattress beneath. Cynthia collapsed onto Matt’s rock hard body, completely spent from her effort as they both lay side by side in each other’s arms as they drifted off to sleep.

  ***

  David was seeing stars as the effects of the strong medication finally began to wear off. He slowly dragged himself up in his bed as a nurse came to his assistance at his bed side.

  “Let me help you Mr. Redmond. You can sit up but you should stay in bed for a few minutes until your head clears up completely. Then you should be ready to go. How are you feeling right now?”

  “I feel fine
. What forms do I need to fill out to get the hell out of here?”

  “They’ll be down at the reception for you Sir. Have you someone that can bring you home? You’re not allowed drive for another day until the medication wears off completely.”

  “Yes, yes. There will be someone here.” David lied.

  He sat up in his bed and rubbed his eye lids, desperately trying to recover his senses. He turned to his right and noticed the slip of paper on his bed side locker. He unfolded it and read it again and again.

  “For every day you continue to fail, I’m going to pound your wife.”

  Redmond cursed the only man that he completely despised in the world before he eventually came around enough to clamber out of his bed. He removed the robe that was given to him upon entering the hospital and dressed back into his old, outdated suit which he had left hanging on the chair beside his bed. After walking down to reception and signing his forms he was successfully discharged and went to storm out of the hospital.

  “Oh Mr. Redmond, your wife left you these.” Another nurse handed him a set of car keys. They belonged to Cynthia. But if her car was still here then?

  He stormed from the hospital and paced the car park until he found the car he had bought for her back when he enjoyed the big shot life. He started the engine and sped through the city traffic, just as Doctor Mason had done the previous night. The tyres of the car screeched to a halt outside the house as he slammed the car door before bursting into her own house.

  His blood boiled as he walked up the hallway, scooping up Matt’s ripped white shirt as he passed. He slowed down and walked quietly towards their room, hearing his wife’s moans from inside. He quietly reached out for the door handle, slowly pressing down and sliding the door open.

  He peered inside, expecting the worst. Facing away from him he saw Matt’s back as he was completely mounted on top of Cynthia, pounding her from behind as she moaned loudly. He stood at the doorway watching for a couple of minutes before Matt sensed his presence and half turned. He continued pounding David’s wife, smiling arrogantly at him.

  “Shouldn’t you be at work? I believe we had a deal?”

  David turned around, walked out of the room and got into his car.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 23

  “Madeline, can you get your fat butt out here already?” Derek sounded aggravated.

  “I’m not fat, you retard.” The young woman replied indignantly as she stepped out to the back of the shop. “Just a little too well built.”

  “Yeah, tell that to the people in Ethiopia whose GDP is lower than your annual lunch allowance.” Johnny snickered.

  The nineteen year old woman glared at the two Farley boys. It was the same thing every day, she had to put up with their stupid malicious comments just because she was a little overweight and was working at their parents’ medical store.

  “What is it you want?” She sighed, putting away her favorite book.

  “These new arrivals need to be catalogued and put on display.” Derek flashed a smile at her and she almost swooned. She knew she didn’t have a shot at these two handsome twins and was content just to hang around with them at work, even if they were a little obnoxious at times.

  “You got that, Derek.” She smiled back.

  “Hey, take it easy there… Princess Fiona.” Johnny sneered. “Derek and I have girlfriends, you know... real hot babes that could sizzle on the covers of Sports Illustrated.”

  “Come on, you guys.” Madeline sounded exasperated. “I know I’m out of your league… but you don’t have to rub it in everyday.”

  “Ha, yeah we do. We’ve seen the way you keep looking at each of us,” Derek grinned and grabbed his crotch. “…you want this so bad, don’t you?”

  “But the only way you’re going to get some…” Johnny grabbed his own crotch too and winked at her. “Is if you lose a hundred pounds and gain a personality.”

  Madeline gasped in shock. That was the last straw; she had never been so insulted before. She had put up with their teasing long enough, and that too just because the Farleys were her neighbors for as long as she could remember.

  “Well, I never!” She screamed and yanked off her apron. “I’m not taking this kind of juvenile crap anymore. I quit.”

  She heard the boys snickering as she stormed out of the shop, never looking back. Fighting back her tears, she flipped out her phone and called her best friend.

  “Jen,” Madeline tried to keep her voice calm. “What’s up, babe, got any plans this weekend?”

  “Hey, Madi.” Jennifer Baron, her best friend since kindergarten, sounded excited. “We can go camping; Paul’s out of town and I thought I’d miss the camp trip this month. But now you can come with me… if you like.”

  Madeline hated camping; in fact she hated everything outdoors. She usually avoided public places like the beach, the mall, the clubs, almost everything that girls her age enjoyed. She sighed and thought of how opposite she and Jen were. Maybe it was time to live life like Jen did. Enough with her secret world of books and fantasies already.

  “Um, let me sleep on it, Jen.” Madeline replied thoughtfully. “I was hoping for more of a sleepover thing. I’ll call you back.”

  “Aw, come on, Bestie.” Jen laughed. “It’ll be fun. Call me latest by Friday night if you decide to go.”

  Madeline hung up and opened the front door to her parent’s house. She wanted to move out, but she was yet to get a good enough job to do that. Maybe someday, she sighed. She was thankful that her folks were out for the week, attending a friend’s wedding halfway across the state.

  All alone, the way she preferred it, Madeline walked into her room, shut the door and began to undress. She eyed her three foot tall stuffed teddy bear propped up against the mirror. Berry had seen her naked for years with his black beady eyes, forever unblinking, forever staring. He never had anything bad to say to her. She loved Berry.

  With a deep sigh she stood before the full length mirror and looked at her naked self. Her round, chubby cheeked face was beautiful, in a jolly care-bear kind of way and her soft brown hair framed her face rather well, cascading down to her round shoulders. Bright blue eyes and a cute button nose over full lush lips could have pleased any man who looked at her. Then why was she so forlorn all the time. Maybe she was looking at the wrong places for love, if she was looking at all.

  She sighed and her eyes moved down her body. She was a big girl. Almost five foot nine and nearly a hundred sixty pounds. Madeline admired her huge breasts; full, round and on the heavy side. Thirty Six Double Ds and she was proud of them as they rested on her rather generous belly. The fullness of her wide ass was pleasant too and she didn’t mind the thickness of her hips and her soft silky thighs. She had no problem with her body as it was so why should she care what others would think.

  “Damn it, but I do care.” She swore. “Hot guys like Derek and Johnny will never want to be with me, ever. And I don’t want to be with any fat smelly guys.”

  She decided to cool off with a shower, tomorrow would be another day. She had to come up with a good reason for old Mrs. Farley why she wanted to quit the pharmacy job after all this time. Telling her about her mean sons wouldn’t go down well with the woman.

  “But that can wait till tomorrow.” She addressed Berry, her stuffed teddy bear. “Tonight I’m going to soak up in a warm bath and get some sleep.”

  She slept peacefully, her arms wrapped tightly around Berry’s warm and furry softness.

  ***

  “We’re all set, baby.” Jen laughed as she gunned the ignition and the old Jeep rolled forward.

  “All set?” Madeline looked around the vehicle. “All I see is a small knapsack with a change of clothes.”

  “Rest easy, Mads.” Her best friend laughed. “We’ve got everything we need in the log cabin down at the campsite.”

  “How?”

  “Paul and I do this eve
ry other month and we have the cabin stocked with supplies, there’s still a great deal there for a three day outing.”

  “Sounds cool.” Madeline nodded and watched her friend with admiration and a hint of envy.

  Though Jennifer Baron was not a classic Greek beauty, she had a body like one. Being a certified fitness and yoga instructor had something to do with it, and besides Jen was always a tomboy, since the time she had known her, more than fifteen years ago. She looked stunning in her khaki shorts and snug flannel shirt, all ready to rough it in the wild.