Collection of Sensual Erotic Stories - Volume 1 (Real Life Stories)

by Michelle Bennett

  “I was well aware that I was showing them my back side. The skirted lifted up completely, showing off my ass. I knew they were both looking at me. The string from my thong was lodged deep between my ass cheeks and it looked like I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I bent down even more, to pet the cat so the skirt was all the way up.

  “They could clearly see the little triangle of red silk cloth covered with white pearls between my ass cheeks, as well as the narrow strips of my thong around my hips. I turned to face John and Isabel to compliment their cat, when I noticed them both looking at what someone could only dream about. I bent down to the max again and patted the animal for a long time saying to her how sweet she was, not caring at all that the hosts could see my nakedness.

  “In fact I was very pleased. Then the cat got up and went her merry way somewhere into the yard. I started to walk around their living room with seductive moves looking at various objects in the glass case and the pictures hanging on their walls.

  “I knew they were swallowing me with their eyes, if they could see anything at all, because I thought John at least was completely blinded from the previous events. That could have been seen only by looking at divas on TV or certain magazines.

  Chapter 5

  “After my walk I went back to the towel carefully fixed by John. I waited patiently for what would come next. There was a silence so I asked them what had got them so confused.

  “‘That husband of yours doesn’t have it easy,’ Isabel said. ‘How does he keep up with you? Can he fulfill all of your demands and wishes? Tell us about that.’

  “‘Seriously, people! What has gotten you so horny? I am not superman. Why does he have it hard? He has to serve me and meet with all of my demands. I don’t need to tell him anything or make him do anything. He does all the chores; he takes care of my looks. He watches over me. Everyone knows he cleans, washes, irons, cooks, pleases me. And what does he get from me in return – nothing.

  “No matter how hard he tries to be obedient he gets nothing, only the hope that I will let him enjoy my charms one day. I enjoy torturing and yelling at him. Sometimes I let him see me naked or wash my feet. When I’m in a good mood, I allow him to jerk off in front of me looking at my body. I used to let him kiss my feet, lick my soles, nibble my heels, suck at my toes which used to bring him into a state of frenzy.

  “When we had guests in the house I used to fool around a bit and come over to him touching him and pretending to kiss him, but instead I was spitting in his mouth, and watched him swallow my spit afterwards. Before I turned him into my slave, I let him massage me, scratch my head, lick my pussy and ass until his tongue went numb. Surprisingly, those licking sessions used to last a few hours.

  “I started that treatment as soon as I showered in the evening. While I was in the bathroom he would make the sofa ready to go to sleep. He had to place the little table next to the sofa, so close that I could reach it when I lay down. Then on top of it he would serve me various snacks, cookies, juice or beer, remote control, and the phone. That table had to have my cigarettes, a cigarette tip, lighter and an ashtray. When he was finished making up the bed and bringing all of the treats, I would then lie down.

  “He would turn on the bedside lamp and turned off the main light. While I would watch my favorite TV shows he had to massage me all over my body. When I would get bored with the massage I would raise up my ass a little bit and order him to take off my panties. Then he would cover me up nicely and I would give him a sign to place his head under my pussy and start licking.

  “While I would watch a movie covered up and warm he would lick me and enjoy himself. Very often during his licking I would read a newspaper or a book. At one time I liked to solve crossword puzzles while he would kiss and lick me between my legs. I would smoke, drink my juice, eat chocolate, and nibble some chips or salt sticks. When I was in the mood, I asked him to lick me for a few hours.

  “We would usually start at 10 or 11 p.m., and finish at 2 or 3 a.m. I demanded the licking to be slow and gentle. He licked every inch of my ass and pussy. He massaged me between my legs with his lips and tongue. I am positive that he kissed my ass or pussy about a few thousand times. While I was lying there relaxed, I wanted him to kiss me very, very gently and lick my clit. After a longer period of him slowly licking me I felt his warm breath turning me on.

  “Every nerve in my body was shivering under his tongue. And so after an hour or an hour and a half, my whole energy accumulated in the lower part of my stomach. As I was closer to cumming, I felt my hands and legs tremble. My stomach would convulse and shiver from passion. Then I would gently grab the back of his neck, put his mouth on my trembling pussy and ordered him to lick me faster. From all the emotions, running like a current through my body, I started to move and ram myself on his tongue with all the strength I had left.

  “Soon in a large spasm I would be cumming for a long time. He had to lick and eat all of the sweet juices from my pussy. I didn’t let him catch his breath but he had to continue to lick me very, very slow. That licking was very soothing, and I started to relax slowly. A few times a very strong orgasm would drain me out completely. In order to come back, I would eat chocolate and drink while he would continue to kiss and lick me.

  “Depending on my mood after a hard orgasm, it took an awful lot of time for me to cum again but sometimes I would feel the same flows of passion after a few short minutes and I would be cumming very hard again. I used to cum a few times during the night under his expert tongue. When I allowed him to lick my ass there were numerous times when I would fall asleep. Believe me it was the best way to get me to sleep.

  “One time when I fell asleep he continued to lick me. I had the most beautiful dreams then. When he stopped I woke up. I saw that it was dawn. I moved a little and noticed that he was sleeping with his lips plastered on my ass. I woke him up immediately and ordered him to continue.

  “As soon as I felt his tongue licking my ass sweetly and him entering my ass I would fall asleep again. There used to be times when I would wake up in the morning and see him under the sheets with his nose up my ass sleeping soundly. I could never understand how he could sleep and breathe at the same time when both his nose and mouth were up my ass. But there you have it, he would always try to please me.

  “Before that even, I used to let him fuck me. Now I don’t, just one time or not once over the entire year so now he lives with the memory of the moments and hovers over me so he could maybe get it again. It would seem I haven’t let him fuck me for more than four years. That’s why he is constantly crazy and running around me. Now it is my practice to piss into his mouth and to watch him swallow my fluids. I can tell you I did just that before coming to visit you. I know that he is home right now thinking about me, faithfully doing all the chores I gave him.

  “We are drinking, eating and fooling around right now, and he is working hard hoping to get some pussy when I get back. But it’s not going to happen so he will have to jerk off once or even more times tonight so he could relax enough to fall asleep. Just out of spite, I won’t let him jerk off in front of me. I am going to drive him completely crazy.

  “As soon as I get home I will take my clothes off in the bathroom so he can’t look at me and enjoy the view. He will be confused thinking about why I won’t let him at least see me naked. He will get jealous. Then I am going to crawl inside the bedroom leaving him to suffer. I know he will obediently beg me to let him see me naked or to let him kiss my ass, pussy or lick my feet so he could get inspired to jerk off. But all he is going to get is my shirt and panties to smell.

  “Later when he will be in full swing I am going to get up and yell at him a lot, totally fucking him up with that. He has to go crazy about me.”

  Paul interrupted. “It simply can’t be, professor, that Alice can torture you like that. Alice you are simply playing with us.”

  Alice answered. “No I’m not. I like it that way. I am going to tell you that he thinks about me constantly and
he keeps making up various, unbelievable things to please me to the max just to get my pussy again. He really knows how to surprise me. Sometimes I walk into the house and he throws rose petals in front of my feet. Everywhere I move he would continue to throw scented rose petals just so I could step over them. One time he took the rose petals from all of the roses in our street. When I come home from work, I am greeted with a set table, cooked meal warm enough I don’t have to blow or wait for it to cool off. He became an expert at evaluating the heat of the meal. He always chooses the best piece of meat for me. He is extra careful to be silent while I have my afternoon nap. As soon as I lie down, he turns off the phone and while I sleep he quietly washes the dishes and cleans up the house. You are still young and have a lot to learn.

  “You know how they say ‘you can’t bend old wood.’ I explained to him who is the boss from the beginning and all the things he had to do to keep me satisfied. From the first moment, we met I was clear about who was in command.”

  Chapter 6

  “I was like that with all of the guys I used to date and who were simply crazy about me. Some were kneeling on the street and in front of viewers begged me to forgive them, to have mercy on them and to stay with them.

  “At that point, they were ready to do anything I wanted just to please me. I changed a lot of guys. I could do what I wanted to them, like I am doing right now. You know, when we started to have fun, I saw immediately I could do what I wanted with him. When he would suggest we do something I always get so powerful and dominating. I wanted to let him know right away who the boss is. At the moments he wanted my pussy I would simply and determinedly say a short – NO.

  “He would freeze completely from that NO. Then he would think of things he could do to change my mind. At the beginning he would push and beg. When he realized I was too tough a nut for him, he tried with nice gestures, hard physical labor, kind words, compliments and such to change my NO into a YES. I admit I was at times pleasantly surprised. But I don’t fall for that stuff anymore. Now he has to do a lot of good things for me to treat him nicely.

  “My dears, it is all training. It all depends on how you place yourself from the beginning. I started to train him from the beginning. While we were still dating and visited cafes, I used to adore spitting in his glass and watching him drink the juice. During dinner, I used to spit in his glass about ten times. I simply enjoyed watching him drink that in front of me. He expected for me to be good to him afterward, so that is why he did it. I can tell you that your professor is very talented and capable of giving me all I want in order to get some. I like that and that is why I am still with him. I think it is nice like this.”

  At that moment the pizzas arrived. While we ate the hot pizzas the gang continued to drink the red wine. I had already opened the third bottle. Alice was getting pretty warmed up. She wasn’t paying attention to her behavior. She was leaning across the table and showing off her naked tits.

  Everyone was completely relaxed, and continued to fool around.

  Alice asked me what my pizza was like. “Come on. Feel free to eat and enjoy, then give me a slice from your plate with your hand. Here have some of mine. Enjoy but don’t complain later how you hadn’t tasted my pussy for the last five years. Did you even count how long has it been since you had seen a pussy?”

  While she was nibbling her pizza she said, “Hey guys, he complained to me how he hasn’t had my pussy for over 967 days. He counted it precisely.” Then she started to laugh loudly and nearly lost a bite.

  “So what, Alice?” they both asked.

  “I just don’t want to do it with him. Maybe I will give it to him one day. He could only hope. When she said that, she started to laugh like crazy. Then she patted my knee and said, “You are good to me. I don’t know how many people would last through this fast. You just enjoy hoping. Something will turn up for you maybe tomorrow, maybe in a month, maybe a year. Ha, ha, ha.”

  When we finished eating our pizzas, she asked me to open up another bottle. Since the wine got to her pretty good, she continued to joke around at my expense. It was after all her favorite thing to do in front of company.

  Paul said, “Seriously Alice. The professor is a great guy, and you are really one hell of a woman. What are you doing to him? I can see you humiliating and torturing him in various ways.”

  Alice responded, “What can you do? That’s just how it is! Whoever wants to be with me has to listen to me. Come on now. Make us one more coffee. This wine made me a little dizzy and sleepy. I haven’t been this relaxed in a while. I just remembered something. I definitely have to tell you this. You are going to piss yourselves from laughing. ‘’

  ‘’A few years ago a married couple lived in our building. They were both my age. I was around 23 back then. Since I wasn’t working I was hanging around with my friend Nicole a lot since I had a lot of free time. We were together every day. Nicole didn’t leave our apartment so she soon figured out what was happening. She saw professor cleaning, cooking, washing and ironing every day. That was very unusual to her. ‘’

  “Sometimes I used to demand that the professor wash my feet in front of her and massage my feet while we watched a movie. I used to love placing my legs in his lap and asking him to give me a light massage while watching a movie. Nicole always used to comment that I lived like a queen. Since at that time I was very close with Nicole and felt related to her, I was also relaxed around her.

  “When Nicole would be telling me all the things she did in her apartment that day or what she made for lunch, I would take off my socks and put my foot in my husband’s mouth and order him to lick my soles and suck my toes. I enjoyed pointing out that my husband was doing all of the washing, cooking and cleaning instead of me. I wanted to show her who was the master in the house. By the way, this apartment is mine and it was normal for me to dictate.

  “My friend used to visit every day a few times a day. It was perfectly normal for us two to hang out while he was ironing in the kitchen or in the living room. I always liked that. I noticed that Nicole was commenting with certain sadness just how cruel I was to him. In our conversations, Nicole always used to take his side although she would eventually agree with my behavior as a master and after some time I became her role model.”

  Chapter 7

  “I simply adored having conversations with Nicole about the most mundane things while he was licking my feet. I used to put my foot in his mouth with the greatest appetite. Then with a soft and sexy voice, I would make him lick and suck my toes. Then Nicole used to say I was born to live like a queen.

  “Every day after coffee Nicole used to look at my future from a coffee cup. Then we would be laughing out loud jokingly commenting on what will happen to me sexually and if I will ever have a lot of money. Nicole practically adored me and approved of my actions completely. I knew that she couldn’t say a word in front of her husband, especially to demand those kinds of things.

  “At one time, when we were fooling around a lot, and I can tell you that I had a little too much to drink, the story about behavior towards my husband began.

  “Nicole was very interested in having me explain to her how I could behave like that. A few times when my parents were here, she even emphasized how I did nothing around the house and was just enjoying myself. She was, I suppose, a little bit jealous of me, so she wanted me to look bad in front of my parents, although I don’t give a crap about that.

  “They know exactly the type of person I am. When we were alone in the apartment, I used to tell her in detail all the things I would do to him, and all the things he was willing to do for me just to get a little attention.

  “With utmost fervor, I talked about how he always listened to me. Who knows how many times I bragged about how he accepted to clean the house all day long, to cook, clean, iron, go shopping for groceries while I was relaxing, reading a book or watching TV. I told her how he bought me sexy underwear, shirts and how he chooses my entire wardrobe. I even told her how I liked for h
im to lick my ass and how I liked to piss on him when he washes my feet with soap and my ass in the shower. I also like to piss directly on his face and mouth while he would kneel beside the tub while washing my pussy.

  “I realized Nicole had the same tendencies as I did, only she did not have the courage and means to use them. She always approved of everything I did. She used to say that in her opinion there was nothing wrong with me thinking like that because all is fair in love and war.

  ‘Alice you are really dangerous,’ she used to say to me. ‘You use every opportunity to misuse a man who wants you to the max. He doesn’t find it hard doing all you want and he is obviously willing to do anything to keep you happy. I envy you. It is great that he cleans, cooks, washes, irons, shops for your wardrobe….’ Nicole commented.

  “‘You have it easy since you don’t have to do anything around the house and can take all the time you need to concentrate on your looks. I am sure that every woman would like to have a helper like you, who loves her, and is willing to do all the stuff around the house completely free. I can see him getting turned on when he is helping you and relieving you of your chores.

  “‘People can get excited by anything, and all of those needs to be satisfied. You are extremely lucky that your husband wants to do all of that stuff for you. It is clear that he is crazy about you. All he does is with maximum love and passion simply because you are constantly exciting him and teasing him. I have to admit it is unusual for a husband to be running around for his wife so much, especially after years of marriage.

  “‘Usually men go looking for some new excitement, and your husband seems to love you even more, and wants you uncontrollably. Lots of men fool around looking for a younger pussy since they are no longer content with their wives. Some men don’t even see their wives during the day. Everyone is seeking their own pleasure.’