Emotion in Motion
An Erotic Anthology
Part One
By:
Kristen Thomas
Text Copyright © 2013 Kristen Thomas
All Rights Reserved
1.) A New Neighbor
2.) Hayley and the Headmaster
3.) Jose and Marie
4.) Nancy and Todd
5.) Phil and Lori’s Night Out
(Part One)
6.) Phil and Lori’s Night Out
(Part Two)
A New Neighbor
I walked through the door of my flat, dropped my keys and bills onto the hallway table, and headed into the kitchen in search of a drink. Wandering into the living room, a cold Barr Cola in one hand, it took me some time to notice the woman sitting quietly on my sofa. My first instinct was to ring the police, but I remembered that I’d left my cellphone in the kitchen on the charger. While I was pondering my next move, I recognized the young woman as the new neighbor who’d moved into the flat next door just the week before. I started to say something to her, but once I realized that she was not merely sitting on my sofa, and her hands were in fact quite busy underneath her skirt, I dropped in to the nearest overstuffed chair to enjoy the show.
At first I couldn’t see anything under her skirt. The soft material was moving back and forth with every motion of her hand. My mind filled in the missing visual; her fingers playing lightly across her neatly trimmed bush, dipping into her wet slit and rubbing across her swollen clit. There was a hitch in her breathing and she suddenly moved her legs apart. I was greeted with the perfect view of her playing with herself. I had been mistaken. Her slit was cleanly shaved, a sight that caused my cock to jump in appreciation. In her hand was a large dildo. As she thrust it in and pulled it out, it glistened with her juices. Every time the length of it was buried inside her she would moan and arch her back against the sofa. Her large breasts would rise and fall with each thrust. Her eyes were closed and a small smile played across her lips; her tongue would dart out every so often and run across her lips moistening them before she chewed on her bottom lip and moaned loudly.
The soda sat on the floor next to the chair, full and forgotten. I could feel my trousers growing tighter and more uncomfortable as I watched the show. I had the urge to unzip them just to give my cock room to grow, but I wasn’t sure how she would react to such a bold move. I shifted slightly in the chair giving my cock and balls a chance to adjust to the cramped space they now occupied. I absently stroked the length of my shaft through the material of the trousers and felt a shudder of pleasure flood through my stomach at the hardness. There was no turning back now, I thought, and unzipped the trousers as quietly as possible.
The buxom brunette stopped cold and her eyes flew open at the sound of the zipper. When she was able to focus on me, the smile stretched into a smirk.
“Surely you’re not going to just sit there and stroke yourself,” she said saucily.
I shrugged my shoulders in reply but said nothing.
She ran her finger over her clit, buried it deep inside her pussy, pulled it out and sucked all her juices off of it. She arched an eyebrow at me.
“I taste absolutely divine. Care to try me?”
I nodded.
She practically bounced off the couch and crossed the distance between us in seconds. She smoothly reached into my trousers and revealed my throbbing cock. She swirled her tongue around the deep purple head and the skin glistened with her spit. Slowly she lowered her mouth down the shaft until her nose was buried in my pubes. While the head of my cock was buried in her throat, she started doing things with her tongue that sent shivers down my spine. A delightful slurping sound accompanied the best head I’ve ever had and it was taking all my concentration not to shoot a huge load down her throat. Her fingers brushed against my balls and I nearly shot out of the chair. Her breasts were rubbing against my thighs as she bobbed up and down on my cock. I grabbed her hair and eased her off.
“Fuck me,” she gasped. “Now.”
I dumped her onto her back on the rug and slammed my cock into her so hard the rug scooted across the floor a few inches. Her hips rose to meet each thrust and she was breathing heavily causing her breasts to move in an entrancing pattern. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and the pads of my fingers drawing a small yelp from her. Her legs clasped behind my back and her heels dug into the muscles in my butt with each thrust. My breathing was coming in short pants and she seemed to sense I was close.
“Come on my face,” she purred between panting breaths.
A few thrusts later I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled out, grabbed her hair, and pulled her head close so I could shoot stream after stream of cum all over her face. Globs of semen hit her closed eyelids, her nose, and across her painted lips. When I finished the last few spurts, she pushed me away and grabbed her dildo off the floor where it had fallen when she dashed over to me. She shoved the dildo in her pussy and pulled my head against her beautiful breasts.
“Bite me,” she demanded. “Bite my nipples.”
I bit her lightly.
“Harder,” she growled.
I bit her harder and she squealed. Her stomach started to spasm rhythmically. She pushed my head away from her nipples.
“Watch,” she said, nodding in the direction of the giant dildo pistoning in and out of her sopping pussy.
I looked down just as she pulled the dildo completely out of her pussy and she squirted all over. She came so hard she squirted several times and managed to soak the entire front of my trousers and there was a puddle around her ass on the rug. Her body continued to twitch and spasm for a few minutes while a bright red flush appeared across her gorgeous breasts.
“Thanks,” she said breathlessly, reaching out to fondle my drained cock.
Hayley and the Headmaster
Haley walked into my study with a sheepish grin on her face.
“You wanted to see me, Headmaster?” she asked quietly.
“Please have a seat, Haley.”
It was difficult to maintain my composure. The rumors flying through the teacher’s lounge were detailed enough to give a man of any age wet dreams. In fact, it had been Jacqueline, her English teacher, who had sent her to the office after an uncharacteristically rude encounter.
“Is there something wrong?” Haley asked.
“I should think so,” I replied, the strain of keeping a lecherous smile off my face was intense. “Would you care to explain yourself?”
“I don’t know what you want to know,” she replied coyly.
“Really?” I drawled. “I find that interesting.”
“Honestly, Sir, I‘m not sure what I can tell you.”
“Why don’t you start with where you were yesterday afternoon?”
The color drained from her face and she looked down at her shoes. I waited patiently for a moment and I was just about to prompt her when she looked up directly into my eyes.
“I was in the village,” she said softly.
“What were you doing down in the village?” I asked, encouraging her to share the details.
“Is it against the rules to go down into the village?”
“Absolutely not,” I replied quickly, “but as Headmaster I do have the right to know what you were doing there, though. So, without any further stalling, Haley, I expect you to tell me what happened yesterday afternoon in the village.”
“I was just spending some time with friends,” she hedged.
“Nonsense,” I exploded. “You were seen in the village square being inappropriate with a group of local village boys. If you won’t tell me what happened, I will be forced to notify yo
ur parents.”
“Please don’t tell my parents,” she whimpered. “I’ll tell you whatever you want to know.”
“What were you doing in the village yesterday?” I asked in a low tone.
“I was making some money.”
“How?” I asked, a quick shot of adrenaline running through my stomach.
“The boys in the village offered to pay me for quick peeks at my…”
“Yes?” I asked, my heartbeat speeding up.
“Well. I don’t mind when people look at me,” she said, turning a becoming shade of pink. “I’m a bit of an exhibitionist. I actually like it when the boys look at my body, especially my breasts.”
She trailed off and flushed a darker shade of crimson.
“Surely you don’t need the money. Your step-father has more than enough and you receive an allowance.”
“It’s gone,” she explained. “He said I was spending too much money on clothes and frivolous items.”
“Let me see if I understand the situation,” I replied. My cock was now throbbing in my pants at the thought of what I was going to propose next. “You are short on money because your step-father cut your allowance. In order to have pocket money, you’ve started fraternizing with the local boys. You’ve been exposing yourself in the town square for money.”
“Yes.”
“I must contact your parents,” I threatened. “They really should know about your inappropriate antics in the village.”
“No,” she begged, her eyes filling with tears. “Please. If you contact my parents my step-father will send me to a military boarding school. I like it here. I just turned 18 and I only have a few months left before I graduate and I don’t want to leave my friends. Please, if they find out about this it will ruin my life.”
I watched her as she worked through the situation. A gleam appeared in her eyes and I knew I was going to get anything I wanted from her. My cock jumped in my pants and I could feel the tension coursing through my stomach.
“Please, Headmaster, I’ll do anything I can to persuade you not to contact my parents.”
I raised my eyebrows. Forcing her to voice her intentions aloud was thrilling and sending shivers down my back.
“I could clean your study. I will volunteer for kitchen duty. I will help clean the dormitories.”
“I don’t think that is the type of punishment that will help you to understand the error of your ways,” I said sharply. “In fact, I need to know exactly what you were doing with the local village boys in order to decide exactly what punishment will be sufficient.”
“Yes, Sir.”
She began to unbutton her blouse quickly.
“Is that how you undressed for the boys in the village?” I asked, my voice raspy with need.
“No, Sir.”
She began to unbutton her blouse more slowly, swaying her hips back and forth as she got closer and closer to being topless. When the buttons were all done, she shrugged the blouse off her shoulders letting it catch on her elbows. She thrust her chest out, the silky cloth of the blouse pulling tightly across her ample breasts and accentuating the lacy pattern of her bra.
She turned away from me to drop her blouse on the ground giving me a perfect view of her tight little ass. She was unclasping her bra when she stood up. Her bare back was smooth and I longed to run my fingers over her supple skin. She turned suddenly and I was greeted with the breathtaking sight of her gorgeous breasts. They were full and perky with delicious little pink nipples just longing to be licked.
I took a deep breath to steady my nerves before I attempted to say anything.
“Is this all you did with the local boys?” I asked pointedly.
“Yes, Sir,” She replied contritely.
“Do you think this is sufficient punishment, Haley?”
“No, Sir.”
“What sort of punishment do you think would be appropriate for you seeing as this is how you were behaving in the village?”
She shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. Three hesitant steps closed the distance between her and me and she reached for the buttons on my slacks. Her deft fingers had my slacks unbuttoned and piled around my ankles before I could draw in a complete breath. My underwear slid down over my ass and my cock sprang out. Within seconds she was on her knees and her warm mouth enveloped my cock.
I jumped at the warmth and wetness of her mouth and it took quite a bit of control to stop the orgasm I felt building in my balls. She was quite practiced at blow jobs and I was on the edge of sending streams of cum down the back of her throat from the moment she started sucking me enthusiastically. She licked me from my balls to the tip of my head, swirling her tongue around the tip smiling up at me as she did. The smile disappeared and she sucked me so far into her throat that her nose was buried in my public hair.
I gasped and made a strangled noise while pulling her head away from my cock before I came in her mouth. She reached around behind me, grabbed my ass, and held me in place so I had no choice. I groaned loudly and spurted into her sweet little mouth again and again.
She licked me clean, stood up, put her bra and blouse back on, and sat on my sofa.
“I trust that you won’t need to contact my parents, Headmaster.” She said with a cocky grin. “I understand that what I have been doing in the village was inappropriate but the real problem is that I got caught, is it not? So, I will make sure to be much more careful in the future, since we both know that I will be continuing my behavior. After all, a girl needs her pocket money. However, I recognize that this could possibly put you in a bad position. So, as compensation for your understanding, I would like to propose that we have a standing weekly appointment. I will show you exactly what I am doing with the boys in the village so that you may be sure that I am following our agreement and provide you with a mind-shattering blow job. You, in return, will not write my parents about my behavior.”
I was floored. All I could do was nod like an idiot.
Haley curtsied and left the study, closing the door behind her. I was left, my pants and underwear still around my ankles, standing there amazed at the fabulous blow job I just received. Despite the fact that the glow of my orgasm was still fading, all I could think of was the next blow job that was coming.
Jose and Marie
Jose walked in the front door and I had to force the silly grin off my face before he saw me.
“Marie?” he called, dropping his keys on the table.
“I’m in the bedroom. How was the gym?” I shouted back, my voice cracking a bit.
A minute later, Jose appeared in the doorway to our bedroom pulling his shirt off over his head.
“I thought you were going to meet me there after work,” he said, running his shirt over his wet hair.
There was a moment of hesitation while I enjoyed his physique. Jose was in his early forties, and we had been married for more than a decade, but the sight of him shirtless still made me pause and sigh appreciatively.
“I had some errands to run this afternoon and I went before work.” I had to try my best to keep a straight face during this little bunch of fibs. “I completely forgot we were supposed to go to the gym together tonight.”
He gave me a sideways glance and raised an eyebrow.
“You’d better hop in the shower,” I told him, my face flushing. “We have to leave in a few minutes if we want to make it to the restaurant on time.”
“Oh. That’s tonight.” Jose sounded positively morose at the idea of spending his birthday night eating dinner with his family.
I had been counting on him focusing on the dreaded dinner so he wouldn’t notice all of the little things I had changed around the house to accommodate my birthday present.
“Yes,” I said, drawing out the word and trying to sound as sympathetic as I could. “Get going.”
Jose walked toward the master bathroom stripping off his clothes and tossing them into the hamper. I followed him into the bathroom and turned the shower on for him. A
s I bent over slightly to reach the controls for the second set of shower heads, he came up from behind and pressed his naked body against mine. As soon as hic cock rubbed against my ass, I could feel him growing hard.
“Are you sure we can’t postpone?” he whispered in my ear seductively.
I took a quick breath when his hands reached under my shirt and cupped my breasts, the rough skin on his thumbs scraping against my sensitive nipples. It was all I could do not to agree, pull him to the floor, and fuck his brains out right there. I shook my head, both in reply to his question and to clear my head. I had been planning his birthday present for several weeks and it had cost me a pretty penny. There was no way I was going to abandon the plan now.
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