55 Erotic Sex Stories (hot sex/babysitter/threesome/office sex/maid sex/beach sex/college girls/group sex/nurse sex/anal)

by Kelly Sanders

  She moved back down my chest and turned around to face the opposite direction. I had an awesome close-up view of her legs, wrapped snugly in those white stockings, and her ass which opened up as she bent over to suck my cock some more. She backed up her body, foisting her pussy back into my face so that we could sixty-nine for a while. I continued to lick her pussy, flicking her clit with my tongue as she swallowed my cock. Her ass cheeks were perfectly round and concealed my face, blocking out the light. Her inner thighs were squeezing the sides of my face as she rocked gently back and forth. I could feel her immense breasts squashing against my stomach. She kept sucking until I was rock hard again, having gone slightly limp, and then spun around again to face me. She positioned her pussy over my dick and teased me with it for a moment, before sitting down on top of it. It slid inside her dripping wet pussy easily, pushing the walls of her vagina out as it entered her. It went deep, far more so than my tongue ever could. I felt her labia wrapping around it, coating my dick in her juices as she bounced up and down. I couldn’t see anything as her uniform was still draped around her legs. She unbuttoned it all the way down the front and then parted the material, uncovering her sexy stomach and her perfect pussy, which I could now see hugging my cock. Finally she peeled her bra down so that it stuck tightly under her breasts, so that I could see her nipples. They were firm and perfectly shaped. With the uniform hanging from her shoulders she leaned back and started to ride me again. Her back was arched so that her stomach and breasts stuck out in front of her, shaking as she thrust herself down onto my cock. I was no doubt rubbing against her G-spot, and I could tell she was getting extremely excited. Her groaning was becoming worryingly loud and the bed was making a shrill creaking noise under the weight of our bodies. She kept riding though, getting faster and faster, and then she started to rub her clit with her fingers as well. She was going to cum very soon, I could tell.

  Sure enough, after another minute or so of rampant fucking and clit rubbing, she stopped breathing and her eyes rolled back into her head. Her legs were shaking violently as she went into a powerful orgasm. She groaned and clamped her teeth together, and then lurched forward on top of me. She buried her head in my neck as she continued to cum, grinding her hips on my crotch with my cock still inside her. I could hear her sexy moaning in my ear, and her hot breath on my neck. All this sexual excitement was sending me over the edge. Her orgasm seemed to go on for minutes as she kept thrusting against my cock, squeezing every last drop of pleasure from her climax as she could. I couldn’t hold on any longer. “I’m gonna cum!” I whispered to her. She dismounted me and moved down the bed so I could watch as she started to jerk my cock. With her head just an inch or two from the tip I started to cum, and spurted a load of hot semen into her mouth. It squirted straight in, with a couple of splashes hitting her cheek as she giggled. She washed it around her mouth for a moment and then swallowed the lot, smacking her lips together as you would after a particularly tasty glass of wine. She cleaned herself up and redressed my bed. The IV had worked loose thanks to her wanton riding on my cock, so she reattached it, and then went on her merry way. I drifted off to sleep, wondering whether I had actually survived the crash, or died and gone to heaven.

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  The Steamy Stepmother

  As an attractive woman in my early 30s, I have lived an exorbitantly fun and, some would say wild life up to now. My college days were a blur of drinking, partying and practically non-stop sex with an assortment of men, and the occasional girl. My group of friends were wild, horny bitches, constantly on the prowl for the next decent lay, and so throughout my 20s I racked up an almost pornographic knowledge of sex. I explored every aspect of my sexuality, engaging in threesomes, anal sex, gang bangs, and some kinkier shit that would take me years to list. I love sex, and for a long time I was more than happy going from guy to guy, fucking and sucking an endless stream of hot, sexy dicks. However, as we grew older and more mature, my friends began to fall into long term relationships and started families. I watched them all one by one being ensnared by the allure of motherhood, but I remained much the same person I had always been. My sex drive was still rampant and there was a never ending supply of young men who wanted to fuck an older woman. It helped that my long, dirty blonde hair and large breasts were still in excellent condition.

  That said, I guess I was always so jealous of my friends and their husbands that, even though I adored my single life, I found myself wanting what I didn’t have – a partner. You know what they say: the grass is always greener etc. So, I spent a while trying to find a man who checked every box on my admittedly rather short list. In fact, the only real criteria were that he was wealthy, had a sizeable cock and could give me amazing orgasms. Suffice to say, I found the perfect guy, and his name was Andrew! He was the managing director of some big multinational organisation. He told me about his job once, but it was in one ear and out the other. Anyway, his job took him all around the world, meaning he was rarely at home. His house was a glorious modernist mansion up in the hills, with an infinity pool that bypassed the amazing view of the city and connected with the ocean on the horizon. In the day time the sun glistened off the white surfaces that adorned the outside of the house, and the scent of lavender wafted in through the windows on the cool breeze. I had chosen most wisely.

  Also living in the confines of the house was Andrew’s daughter from his previous marriage. Her name was Tiffany, and she had recently turned 18. She had short strawberry blonde hair with small but supple breasts and a petite frame. I was a fair bit taller than her, which cemented my authority. We got along just fine, despite an initial personality clash. Mostly I was envious of her youthful good looks, as a wrinkle or two crept onto my cheeks. I knew she probably had a boyfriend, as she would sometimes go out and not return until early in the morning, sneaking to her room in the hope that I wouldn’t notice. What I didn’t know was that she had been inviting a boy over during the day time while I was at work. Although my new husband had suggested that I didn’t need to work ever again, I wanted to keep my old routines going, if not for something to do with my time. I worked in an office in the city, doing fairly rudimentary stuff – pushing paper work and answering calls, that sort of thing. One morning I left for work, grabbing my keys and lunch as I darted out of the door. I drove for a little while, cursing the traffic and trying to apply my make up in the rear view mirror at every red light. I was about half way there when I realised I had forgotten my ID card, which was required to gain entry to the building. The security team were very strict, so I knew I had no choice but to turn around and go back for it.

  I returned to the house and made my way up to the master bedroom, fumbling around under piles of clean clothes and sheets as I searched for the card. It took me a few minutes but I finally located it, dangling in its holder from the inside door handle. I sighed and grabbed it, making my way out on to the landing to go back to the car. As I stepped out I heard a loud, but slightly muffled groan. I paused and looked around. I knew the pool guy wasn’t scheduled to come round until the following Tuesday, and the maid was not due until later that afternoon. I listened more intently, and heard a repetitive light shuffling sound. The groan sounded out again, this time a little louder and more pronounced. I realised it was coming from Tiffany’s room. I tip toed over to her door and pressed my ear up to the wooden panel, and eavesdropped on her for a minute or so. She was clearly in the throes of passion, and from the sounds of it her boyfriend was the one causing her ecstatic sex noises. My curiosity got the better of me, and I very carefully turned the door handle and pushed the door open, peering around to see inside. She was lying on her bed with her legs spread open while he fucked her. From the look on her face, she didn’t really seem to be as excited as her lusty groaning made out, and from his awkward thrusting I could tell he was just as inexperienced as she was.

  I watched them a little while longer, sliding my fingers down i
nside my knee-length office skirt to rub my clitoris. The sight of his hot, young ass bouncing up and down on top of her, as well as her perky little tits was making me horny. I slipped my fingers inside my knickers and circled my fingers around my clit, rubbing it as I watched them fucking. They just remained in the missionary position, though, making it difficult for me to really get excited. It was hot, but a little doggie style or cowgirl riding was definitely in order. It was almost tragic watching them as they bumped uglies. Then I realised that I could have some fun with them – after all, she wasn’t supposed to have boys in the house. I decided to see what I could get away with. I marched up to the side of the bed, clanging my shoes on the wooden floor as I approached, making them aware of my presence. They turned to face me and he immediately jumped off, shielding himself with the bed sheet as she tried to hide her modesty with her arms.

  “What the hell is going on here?” I bellowed, pretending to be angry. They stuttered as their faces turned red. I looked at both of them in turn, waiting for a response, until Tiffany finally perked up.

  “I thought you were at work...” she said, “Besides, I can do what I like. I’m not a kid anymore!””

  “Oh, I can see that!“ I said, looking at her bare, dripping wet pussy and his surprisingly large cock. His hardon had not relented at all, and was sticking in the air as he struggled to suppress it with his hands.

  “What do you want?” she demanded, burning holes in my skin with her fierce stare.

  “I want you to do it properly!” I said, and sat on the edge of the bed as they recoiled slightly.

  “What do you mean?” asked the boy, looking like a frightened deer in my headlights.

  “Come here and I’ll show you how to really please a woman!” I said, turning to Tiffany as she shot me a nervous smile. No doubt she was uncomfortable with me being there, but I could tell she had the same unquenchable thirst for sex that I had had when I was her age. The idea of being shown some new sexual realm was too good for her to pass up, and she went along with it coyly. The boy crawled closer, flinching with every tiny move that I made. I placed my hands on Tiffany’s knees and pushed them apart, exposing her quivering, moist pussy lips. He got closer still, allowing me to run my hand around his neck and push his head down towards her vagina. I lay down next to her with my head inches from her crotch as I instructed him.

  “Okay, you know this is her clitoris, right?“ I asked, and he nodded with a hint of confusion. “Get your tongue on here and move it around in a circle...”

  He did as I asked, and started to lick her clit, instantly making her moan much more genuinely than before. Her hips writhed in response to his slippery tongue as it moved around her clit, her hands clawing gently at the bed sheets as an outlet for her pleasure. She closed her eyes and rested her head back on the pillow as I took his hand, bringing it up under his chin. I extended out his middle finger and moved it up to her labia, wiping the tip in between the delicate lips and coating it in her juices and his saliva as it dripped down from above.

  “Now, slide it in and gently rub the top of her pussy...” I said, and he began to insert his finger, parting the walls of her vagina as it entered her. She moaned again, bringing her arm up to her forehead as a warm sweat gleamed over her skin.

  “Do you feel it? The spongy part on the top... that’s her g-spot. You hit that, she’ll do anything you want!” I spurred him on, looking up at Tiffany as her body squirmed in pleasure on the bed. His back looked even more strapping than I had realised, and as I ran my hand over his firm muscles I started to feel my pussy tingling. I let him eat her out for a little while longer as I unzipped my skirt, tossing it to the floor. I climbed onto the bed and lay next to Tiffany, lightly touching her breasts and leaning in to feel her warm breath on my face as she moaned with gratification.

  “Now show me what you’ve learned!“ I said, slipping my knickers down my legs and flinging them away with a flick of my toes. He looked up at Tiffany for permission, but she was still in an orgasmic trance, rubbing her clitoris with her fingers to replace his tongue. He sheepishly ducked under her legs and positioned himself between mine, ogling my cleanly waxed mature pussy. I pressed his head down, forcing his lips on to my clit as he started to lick, circling around as he had done with his girlfriend. He was good; better than I had expected, even.

  “Remember the fingers...” I said, urging him to penetrate my clammy, trembling labia. He slid his middle two fingers inside, parting my lips and located my g-spot within seconds. As he massaged my two intense erogenous zones with his tongue and fingers, I unbuttoned my blouse and removed my remaining clothes. Tiffany helped me, taking my small jacket and placing it on the side cabinet while her boyfriend licked more and more firmly at my clitoris. I clenched my ass and held his head tight against my crotch, and he stepped up his pace, fingering me harder and faster until Tiffany began to look a little jealous.

  “Okay, let’s see what else you’ve got!” I said, gesturing toward Tiffany. “Show me how you would fuck her.”

  He got to his hands and knees and was about to climb back on top of her in the missionary position when I stopped him.

  “No, no, not again!” I said, pulling at Tiffany’s hips to turn her over on to her stomach. She rolled over on to all fours and wiggled her ass at him playfully. He shuffled up closer to her and was just about to penetrate her when I interrupted yet again.

  “Wait, wait... don’t you think that ass looks tasty?” I asked, grinning at him as I lowered my head down to her crack. I placed my hands on her cheeks and spread them open, revealing her little tight anus within. She must have showered just before he came round because it was as clean as a whistle. I extended my tongue and wiped it over her puckering rim, enjoying the tiny grooves as I spread my saliva over it.

  “Your turn...” I said, holding it open for him as he anxiously descended down into her ass. He stroked his tongue up and down her crack while he jerked his fat dick, and I watched eagerly. She giggled as his rough tongue glided over her ass hole, and gripped the sheets as the strange sense of pleasure took hold. He licked hungrily around the rim, poking and prodding the hole as the sides split open a little. I reached down and grabbed his cock, tugging on it while he ate her ass. I wanted to see him fuck her, though, so I pulled him forward and rubbed the head of his penis over her slippery pussy lips, spreading them open to expose her beautiful pink vulva. With his hands masterfully clamped around her hips, he slid it inside and began to fuck her. I watched up close with his cock just inches from my face, spitting occasionally onto his shaft, just for the sake of kinkiness. She certainly didn’t need any extra lubricant!

  “Oh yeah, harder!” I kept saying, among other things to encourage him. He was slamming her hard and almost banging her head against the headboard.

  ”Spank her ass!” I said, and he raised his hand high into the air and thrashed it down over her ass cheek. The young flesh on her back jiggled as the vibrations soared across her body, but she seemed to like it. He did it again and again, leaving a collection of red hand marks all over her ass. I wanted to see her cum, and I could tell she was halfway there already. I ran my fingers under her stomach and crept my way down to her pussy, feeling her firm clitoris as it stretched sideways around his thick cock. As he thrust his dick in and out of her pussy, I tried to find a gap to insert my finger. It was extraordinarily thick though, and took me a minute or so to get some purchase, but eventually I managed it. My finger glided inside, and was forced to rub over the roof of her vagina by the intense ramming of his cock. I fingered her for a little while, massaging her g-spot as she gradually built to an orgasm. Her legs began to tremble and her arms struggled to support her weight as they turned to jelly. I nodded to the boy to spank her again, and as his palm struck her raw ass cheek one more time she let out a loud groan and fell down onto the bed with her ass still up in the air. Her head bobbed back and forth as he continued to slam his cock inside her, prompting a nearly endless stream of sex moans. Her hip
s went into spasms and she closed her eyes, clutching wildly at the bed sheets and pillows as the overwhelming climax flooded her body. It was as if she had never felt a full on orgasm before, and maybe she hadn’t.

  “That’s better!” I exclaimed as he watched his girlfriend exploding with sexual bliss. “Now it’s my turn!”

  I pushed him back, forcing him to lie down facing the ceiling while Tiffany writhed about near the pillows, still suffering from the aftershocks of her climax. He lay back, holding his cock in the air as I straddled his crotch, spitting on my fingers as I wet my pussy lips a little more. I crouched down by his penis and gripped it in my fingers, squeezing and stroking her pussy juice all over it. It looked too tasty to pass up, so I wrapped my lips around his cock and started to suck, feeling his bulbous head on my tongue. I swallowed as much as I could; ramming it down my throat and smothering it in my saliva. As I withdrew my mouth, a small spit trail formed between my lips and the tip of his cock. Tiffany got to her knees and collected her thoughts just in time to see his cock disappearing inside my pussy. I hovered over him for a moment as I held his throbbing penis in place, and then thrust myself down onto it. I took the whole thing, wrapping my labia around the base of his cock as I thrust against it.