Erotica: Let Me Touch: 8 Erotica Adult Sex Short Stories Collection

by Sky Paty

“Rachel, play with yourself,” he said as he moved her hand down to her cunt.

  Rachel slipped her fingers between the lips of her cunt and let out a gasp when she realized how wet she was.

  “Do you like that, baby girl?” he asked with a smile as he began moving his prick inside her slowly in and out.

  She could feel herself stretching in order to accommodate him, to swallow him as if his fate was to take her virgin ass.

  “Oooooohh my God,” she moaned as she started working her fingers faster while feeling strange delicious sensations in her.

  “Will…please…more…I want it…harder…,” she pleaded.

  He groaned as he buried his dick entirely in her and started fucking her eagerly. He was pounding her ass and they were now both moaning with dirty words. Her cunt was so wet that she struggled to find her clit through all the puddle but she succeeded and started massaging herself harder while heading to her climax.

  He wrapped his fingers around her throat and held her flat down against the table as he pounded her asshole without mercy. Her cunt was swelling while her pussy was dripping as she was now close to her climax.

  She heard him groaning as her entire body started clenching, throbbing, milking the hot semen from his heavy balls and feeling the liquid in her ass. He shot his semen deep in her before collapsing on top of her, panting.

  Then, his dick finally softened as it slipped out of her ass. She sighed as she felt emptiness inside her after his dick left. He sat back on the chair and pulled her with him as she sat on his knees with her legs wrapped around his waist. She kissed him softly.

  “You dirty girl, I can feel my semen on my knees,” he said with a grin.

  She broke the embrace and knelt on the ground once again since she didn’t need him to express his desire. She slowly licked the semen on his thighs and he guided her face to his prick.

  She opened her mouth and also licked the juices from the tip while he toyed with her hair. A few minutes later, they collected their clothes and put them back on as they shared another cigarette with wine.

  Nightly Pleasure With Brother’s Friend

  “All right Billy, don’t worry about me,” said Jemima on the phone.

  “I’ll be fine,” she added as she forced her voice to sound convincing.

  “Hey, little sis, don’t you forget that I’m your brother,” replied Billy as he didn’t sound convinced.

  “To worry about you is my job,” he pointed.

  “I’m not at ease knowing that you are alone in your apartment,” he revealed.

  “You know that there are many crimes happening in your neighborhood,” he continued.

  “Are you really sure that you don’t want to spend the night at my apartment?” he asked.

  “I have to go on a business trip for the weekend,” he revealed.

  “And I’m sure that Bob wouldn’t mind sharing the apartment with you,” he continued.

  “Plus, it’s rare for him to spend the weekends indoors,” he pointed as he made his voice sounding hopefully.

  Jemima let out a sigh. Her brother was always excessively protective of her ever since they were kids. She could see him behind her each time she played with her friends outside the family house. Billy was always there to protect her against bullies and even carried out some revenge on her behalf.

  Even at the beginning of their twenties, Billy didn’t change as he kept looking after his sister and calling almost every day. She didn’t want to tell her about the string of latest robberies that happened in her neighborhood but Billy heard about them on the news. People were robbed almost each week and sometimes violently. Despite a reinforcement of security, robberies were still going on. That was why Billy called her.

  “Billy, you have to trust me on this, it’s really fine,” replied Jemima.

  “Security has been beefed up and police patrol regularly,” she explained.

  “For the last two days, everything is calm,” she continued.

  “And I don’t want to be a burden to you or Bob,” she added.

  “Sis, stop being ridiculous,” replied Billy.

  “If I want you here it’s because it’s the only way for my mind to be at peace,” he revealed.

  “And wouldn’t lose anything spending the weekend at my place,” he continued.

  “You can return to your so-much-loved apartment when I’ll come back,” he added.

  “All right! You win!” replied Jemima.

  “Arguing with you is always useless,” she pointed.

  “Thank you very much, thank you little sis for acknowledging that!” said Billy.

  “You’ll find fresh sheets in the spare room and the contents of the fridge are all yours,” he pointed.

  “Thank you,” replied Jemima before ending the call.

  She let out another sigh and stood to put some stuff in her night bag. She made sure to lock her place and set the alarm since she knew that Billy had a point about her neighborhood.

  More than once, Jemima thought about moving out but the place was close to her work place and the rent was affordable compared to other neighborhoods. After leaving her home,, Jemima was in her car heading to Billy’s place.

  Deep inside her, she thanked her brother for his suggestion because she had spent the two last nights without sleeping. Billy’s suggestion was almost a relief for her because she jumped from her bed after each little noise and she was fearful since she thought that the noise was coming from someone trying to turn the handle of the door or getting in the house through the window.

  Twenty minutes later, she reached Billy’s place and she was lucky to find an empty spot on the always full street. She parked her car not far from Billy’s place. She took her small bag from the passenger seat and walked quickly to Billy’s house.

  Jemima noticed that all the lights in the house were off as a confirmation of Billy’s assurances that Bob was most likely out of home. Since Billy told her where to find the spare key under an old chair outside, she didn’t have to wait long to gain entrance to the house.

  Once inside, Jemima turned on some lights and made her way through the corridor before reaching the main room.

  “Hello?” she called.

  “Is there someone here?” she called again tentatively.

  Even if it was only nine o’clock, Jemima didn’t want to wake up Bob if he was sleeping already. She walked to the spare room and dropped off her bag inside before walking back to the main room.

  It was too early for sleeping. Therefore, Jemima sat on the sofa and turned on the television as she started going through the channels. She stopped at the one showing a movie named Casablanca. The movie was among her favorites. Jemima curled up with satisfaction on the sofa.

  The twenty-one years old girl loved old musicals and movies. It was frequent for people to joke that she lived in the past or came in the world in the wrong decade. Jemima had a surprising large collection of black and white movies and loved the music from the ‘40s.

  Even her look expressed her love for past fashions. Her body was slightly heavier than the actual fashion. It was a nostalgia of the popular pin-up young women during the Second World War and she always dressed and styled her brown hair in a manner that shouted out past Hollywood.

  At the end of the movie, Jemima let out a sigh of sadness. She stood up and walked back to the guest room where she took her toiletry bag and headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

  She finished in fifteen minutes and went back to her room as she slipped beneath the covers. She didn’t last long as she closed her eyes almost instantly and fell asleep. That was because she had many sleepless nights the previous week and her body was almost aching.

  “At least, I’m safe here,” said Jemima in her head as she fell deep into sleep.

  Bob opened his eyes under the sound of a shower running and the aroma of fresh coffee. He let out a groan when he turned his head and looked at the clock that was standing on the small table near his bed.

/>   “God, it’s only half past seven in the morning,” groaned Bob.

  “What the fuck is Billy doing up at this time?” he asked in his head.

  Bob spent the last night with his colleagues from work. As it became a Friday tradition, he drank too much before coming back home. Normally, he spent Friday night and the rest of the weekend at a colleague’s place, male or female. However, the night before, the twenty-seven years old accountant wasn’t in the mood as he stumbled home around midnight.

  Bob tried to fall back asleep but he failed and decided to give up. Even if he didn’t like it, he jumped out of the bed and extended his arms with moans while his snug muscles slowly relaxed.

  “I need some exercise,” said Bob in his head as he stretched.

  “I have to talk to this guy about his early wake up,” he added as he left his bedroom.

  Bob walked straight to the kitchen just in his black briefs and shirtless. Anyway, this he was how he looked every morning with his roommate. He reached the kitchen and filled a glass with water before emptying it while he could hear the shower still running.

  He filled the glass again and downed it before hearing the shower turning off. A few minutes later, Bob heard the shower door open. It was a usual sign that he could now use the bathroom.

  He took the hallway and walked to the bathroom as he collided with someone who was absolutely not Billy. He heard a feminine scream in his ears and he winced to the sound.

  He moved his eyes down and saw Jemima, Billy’s little sister breathing heavily in a towel around her body.

  “Oh my God Bob, don’t do that again,” said Jemima.

  “I almost had a heart attack,” she revealed as she attempted to keep her breath under control.

  “Hi Jemima,” replied Bob as he couldn’t stop looking at her frame.

  “What are you doing here?” he asked.

  “I thought Billy told you I was coming for the weekend,” she replied.

  “That’s Billy, typical him,” she said with a smile.

  “He asked me to stay here due to the frequent robberies in my neighborhood,” she explained.

  “I hope you don’t mind,” she added.

  “No, Billy didn’t tell me about it,” replied Bob.

  “But it’s all right, you are always welcomed in this place,” he added.

  “Thank you and excuse me for yelling,” replied Jemima.

  “I thought I was alone,” she explained.

  “It’s okay,” he replied as he looked at her with a quick grin with his eyes quickly exploring her wet body.

  “I was about to put some clothes on me,” stammered Jemima as she blushed slightly.

  The corridor was narrow and Jemima slightly grazed Bob while passing. Bob felt an electric tingle through his body due to that brief contact. He always considered Jemima beautiful, but Billy made it clear to him that his sister was untouchable.

  “Well, at least, I can dream,” said Bob in his head as he entered the bathroom and closed the door.

  He decided to take a cold shower with the picture of Jemima’s voluptuous body wrapped just in a small towel heating his mind and body. Once in the spare room, Jemima closed the door and bent against it while taking numerous deep breaths.

  She didn’t expect Bob to be there. She started having a crush on him six years ago when she moved to the city for college. At the beginning, she thought that Bob had some feeling for her too, but the guy never made a move. Eventually, Jemima was able to move on.

  However, just looking at his boxers was enough to quickly wake up these buried feelings. It was clear that Bob was sexy and there was something in his grin that made Jemima feel weak in the knees.

  “Forget about it girl!” she said in her mind as she straightened up and walked in the room for finding her clothes.

  Fifteen minutes later, she was dressed and decided to go to the kitchen for a coffee. She walked to the kitchen without trouble and fixed her coffee. She emptied the first cup and in the middle of the second one, Bob joined her as she was sitting at the table of the kitchen.

  “So, what are your plans for today?” asked Bob.

  “Nothing major, I just need to grade some tests,” she replied while sipping her coffee.

  “That’s good,” said Bob.

  “How is teaching going ?” he asked.

  “Billy told me that you teach high school chemistry, right?” he asked.

  “Yes, that’s true,” she replied.

  “Do you like it?” he asked.

  “Yes, a lot,” she replied as Bob laughed while shaking his head.

  “Hey, what’s so funny?” she asked.

  “I’m just picturing the teacher/student fantasies you must fuel,” he replied.

  “I’ll do better to avoid such pictures,” she replied with a groan.

  “What did you plan for today?” she asked.

  “Nothing important except for some morning errands around,” he replied.

  “I’ll probably watch a game on TV,” he added.

  They took their coffee while chatting on general topics.

  “See you later,” said Bob as he left the house for his errands.

  When he came back two hours later, he found Jemima marking some papers on the table. They spent the rest of the afternoon in a comfortable silence. Jemima was still sitting and grading papers at the table while Bob parked himself in front of the television.

  Jemima couldn’t stop stealing some glances of Bob each once in a while. The young teacher found it endearing each time the hot accountant screamed at the screen when his team missed a goal or cheered on his feet when they scored. The ambiance was normal until dinnertime.

  “I can see that you’re still working hard,” said Bob as he walked to the table.

  “Well, that’s because I’m a specialist in procrastination,” she replied.

  “That means that I now have many papers and work to do,” she explained.

  “Do you want a pizza for tonight?” asked Bob.

  “Or maybe, we can watch a movie?” he suggested.

  “That would be nice for sure,” replied Jemima.

  “Give me one hour,” she added with a gorgeous smile.

  One hour later, the two were sitting on the sofa while sharing a big pizza and trying to find an appropriate film to watch.

  “If you want scary movies, you’ll have to watch them alone,” said Jemima.

  “I don’t like them and you’ll never make me watch them,” she argued stubbornly.

  “Come on, I’ll be here to protect you,” replied Bob.

  He stood up and went to turn off the lights so that the room was now dark. He motioned for Jemima to sit next to him. This trick was the oldest on the seduction game but Bob was still excited when the young teacher cuddled up beneath his arm.

  When the movie started, Bob began laughing at Jemima’s reactions. She was screaming even for the smallest act and at a moment Bob moved down his eyes on her to find her plugging deeply her ears and closing tightly her eyes. He pried away her hands with quiet laughs.

  “You are really bad with such movies,” he pointed.

  ‘Even if I have to admit that this is my first time to see people plugging their ears while watching a movie,” he revealed.

  “For me, the worst part of these movies is the scary music,” she explained as she looked up at him.

  “I’ll probably have nightmares tonight,” she revealed.

  “So I hope that makes you happy,” she added.

  “Come on girl, the film isn’t that scary,” replied Bob.

  “That’s a relative opinion,” pointed Jemima.

  “The only way for me get this movie out of my mind is watching a Disney film,” she revealed.

  “Will you stay up with me?” she asked teasingly.

  “That won’t happen,” he replied.

  “But if I understand you, you just need a distraction, right?” he asked.

  Jemima nodded her head while biting her lower lip
. Without thinking, Bob lowered his mouth to hers and their lips made contact. Jemima let out a soft moan against Bob and kissed him back deeper with her tongue dancing with his.

  Bob pulled her roughly on his lap so that Jemima was now straddling him. Then, he kissed her jaw before moving down to her neck. He slipped his hands slowly down her young body to her wonderful hips. Then, his mind came back to reality.

  “Shit, excuse me,” said Bob as he pulled away rapidly.

  “I crossed the line,” he explained as he pushed her gently off his knees before making her sit back on the sofa.

  He looked at her and could see a great confusion filling her eyes. He decided to explain his attitude.

  “Jemima, you are a beautiful girl but Billy is my best friend,” he explained.

  “And he warned me that if I make a move on you, he would kill me for real or hurt me,” he revealed.

  Jemima pouted at Bob but he didn’t surrender. Bob wasn’t a partisan of such relationships and Jemima was the right woman for more than a quickie. In addition, Billy would kill him for real or castrate him if he found out that he used her sister just for a one-night stand.

  “Excuse me,” repeated Bob as he stood up and left the main room.

  Jemima stayed alone on the sofa with her mind full of disappointment until she decided to go to her room. Two hours later, she couldn’t sleep as she kept replaying the kiss she shared with Bob numerous times in her mind.

  Jemima wanted Bob and it was clear that the desire was shared but she couldn’t understand the problem. She wasn’t ready to let a warning from Billy stop her from kissing Bob once again. She concluded that the only thing she had to do was to break his resistance.

  She threw the covers back and started forming a plan deep in her mind. She had to find a way for making him dismiss her brother’s warning. It was the first time for Jemima to make such a plan for seducing a man and she didn’t stop the little snicker that escaped her puffy lips.

  She put on her black bra and matching lace panties before debating among the right outfit to add. She thought about putting on a night robe to cover up her risque outfit but dismissed the idea at the last minute.

  Jemima walked to the door of her room and opened it before entering the corridor. She headed to Bob’s room without making noises. As she came closer, the reality of her seduction plan hit her.