101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  That night, the women slept early, while Tom and Arthur spent some time swimming. After lulling France to sleep, I went to the poolside to gaze at the stars on one of the lounge chairs. The breeze made the balmy night a bit cooler. I changed to one of my bikinis and donned on a see through tunic. I long to swim but I felt so relaxed sitting that I shrugged the thought. Maybe later. As I continued to gaze at the stars dotted midnight blue sky, I felt someone sit beside me. It was Arthur.

  “I had no idea my sister has a very pretty babysitter.” He started to say.

  “Me too.” We bought laughed at that one.

  I felt his gaze travel through my scantily dressed body and every nerve of me tingled with. I was not able to move my head to look for sure, but I could have sworn that my nipples have already come to life. I felt them straining against the thin fabric of my pink bikini top. I shifted my position to give him a better view of my cleavage. My breasts are my best asset and I learned how to use them to my advantage. I heard his intake of breath and I smiled to myself. It works every time.

  The entire villa is already quiet and I realize that we are the only ones awake. I stood up quickly and started to excuse myself. Arthur stopped me.

  “The next villa on the right is also mine. Do you like to see it?”

  I hesitated only for a second and nodded. “Follow me.”

  We walked towards the garden that leads to the other villa. As he turned on the lights, I gasped at the beauty of the place. It was smaller compared to the villa we are staying in, but more lavishly decorated.

  The pool here is bigger and the balcony has an even better view since it is nearer the beach. He led me to the large living room. As I sat on the couch, I crossed my legs and covered my breasts with one of the pillows. “I have no idea why I went here with you.”

  “I know very well why you came here.” He said as he looked at me.

  I raised my eyebrows at that. “You do?”

  “Yes. You came here because you want me to take a better look at those plump goodies you are hiding there.” His eyes focused on my breasts then, looking like he was willing the pillow to throw itself on the couch.

  I slowly removed the pillow, uncrossed my legs, and spread them apart. “Is that all?”

  “Totally up to you, T.”

  “I see.”

  I bent slightly as my legs were spread apart, my feet flat on the floor. This will show him, I thought. In that position, I seductively rubbed my hands on my thighs. I thought about those naughty games I used to play with the guys when I was younger, when we mimic sex noises. I cooed and moaned, remembering how it used to drive the boys wild. “Ooooh Arthur... Fuck me Arthur...Mmmmmmm oooooooooh...”

  Apparently, it works for a 30 something married men, who is as sexy as hell, as well. He stood there, his weight focus on one foot, his hand on his pocket. I slowly grind my hips on the couch and as I did so, I trailed my hands on the sides on my upper body, making my hands massage the sides of my breasts. I spread my legs even wider and as I touched my self in front of him, while I was only wearing my bikini really turned me on. My palms are doing all the work now, showing the shape of my tits in the most erotic way possible. I threw my head back to expose my neck, revealing my milky skin. I cupped both my breasts now and made bouncing motions with my hands, making them jiggle. Arthur’s eyes refuse to blink even once. As my breasts moved up and down like rubber balls, I watched his joystick come to life. The bulge between his legs is more than proof of what’s going on inside him. I looked at it and narrowed my eyes. My lips parted involuntarily and as I licked my bottom lip, I also rubbed my fingers on the front of my bikini. God I am dripping wet.

  I glanced down at my breasts and noticed that they are fuller now. I continued to rub my fingers down there. Loving the way the crease in between his eyebrows became more prominent as he watched I am doing.

  I looked at him, waiting for his lead.

  “Don’t tell me you intend to stop now.” He said. The challenge in his tone woke up the bad girl in me. The bad, bad girl in me.

  “I have a boyfriend Arthur. You have a wife.” I said testily. “Besides, I don’t think you can handle me. Most men would be on my toes now.”

  “What did you just say?” He asked. His voice tinged with anger.

  “I don’t think you can please me.”

  That did it for him. In three long strides, he was already in front of me. He gripped me by the hair and looked at me squarely. “Take those words back.”

  “I won’t.”

  “Suit yourself.”

  He continued to hold me by the hair and started to fondle my breasts. I tried to cover my self with my hands, but before I even reached them, he slapped my hands away. “Don’t even think about it, Tania.”

  His hands felt oh so wonderful on my skin. They are rough, but not chapped. Plus, he has dark big hands that are just as manly as his face. My breasts responded to all the kneading that my bikini top seems too small and tight for me now. My nipples strained even more against the cotton, making me look like a hot cover girl for a men’s mag.

  I gave a soft sigh as he started kissing my neck and held his nape. He was kneeling on the floor while I was still sitting on the couch. He pressed his warm body against my breasts as his lips found mine. Arthur tastes really good---like a maple candy. He nibbled on my lips and teased them until they parted. My mouth welcomed his tongue with feigned hesitation before I went full throttle with the kiss. Before I knew it, I was panting and moaning as his tongue twisted my own. The feel of his velvety tongue on mine was pure bliss. It’s as if something gooey, soft, and sweet is inside my mouth.

  His hands found my breasts again and this time, his lips followed. He trailed hot sensual kisses over my now almost bare breasts and pulled the string of my bikini top. His mouth found my budding nipples, and as he popped one into his mouth and started to suckle, I thought I’d melt. He sucked me like a babe, a hungry one at that. His mouth tugged at my tits as his tongue flicked my nipple. His other hand moulded my other breast making me moan deeply.

  I leaned back on the couch as he licked my tits and squeezed them gently. I held on to his shoulders for support, closing my eyes as the sensations become better and better. The more he licks me, the wetter I become. His waist is sandwiched in between my legs, as his mouth continued to torture my nipple. He rubbed his waist against the front of my bikini bottom and the friction was just phenomenal. I cannot get enough. Before things got even farther, he stopped. I looked up at him, surprise completely written in my eyes.

  “You hurt my feelings when you said I couldn’t please you.” He jabbed.

  “I was just...”

  “Did you think you’d get it that easily?” He raised his eyebrow mockingly.

  I sagged on the couch, frustration and arousal making a heated cocktail up and down my body. “All right, I’m sorry. Now, shall we continue?”

  His laughter filled the room. Shaking his head, he said “Tease me, Tania. I want you to beg.”

  “What? Beg? Is this some kind of a joke?”

  “Do I look like I’m kidding?” He said, looking at me with a smirk I so wanted to kiss off.

  I smiled sweetly at him. “I’m not going to do that.”

  With that, I leaned back on the couch once more, breasts exposed and parted my legs. I’d please myself a thousand times than to beg for this idiot to take me. I thought. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I hate it when men toy with me. I rested my head and imagined I was as light as air. I rubbed my thighs again to warm me all up, gently at first and slowly increasing the pace and the intensity. I began to sigh as my body relaxed again. My hand went up to my bikini bottoms and I slowly untied the strings. In seconds, my freshly waxed pussy is exposed. My hand was instantly wet.

  Using the tips of my fingers, I rubbed slowly, making lazy circles. I gently rubbed my clit as well and moaned as I hit my most sensitive spots. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel Arthur staring at me. I don’t care though.
I imagined the way my boyfriend touches me---rough yet sensual and I felt my pussy respond by releasing more juice. It felt so good now. As I get ready to insert my middle finger inside me, I felt Arthur in front of me, pulling my hand away.

  I felt hot air being blown on my cunt. Suddenly, Arthur’s tongue was down there, licking me like ice cream. “God that feels great!” I moaned even more as he kissed sucked my clit and pushed it with his tongue. His hands pinched my nipples as his mouth feasted on me. I felt so aroused then that I wanted to scream and actually beg for more. I rubbed my pussy shamelessly onto his face, loving the way his nose played with my clit. “Oh Arthur, I want you. I want you so badly!”

  He licked me again and again until I was not able to hold it any longer. I came---my juices dripping on his couch. He licked me and the couch too. What a naughty bastard!

  I wrapped my legs behind his neck for more. He took the hint and tongue fucked me again. My orgasms from oral sex are furiously strong. I simply can’t get enough of them. He licked me, slower this time yet more intensely. In a minute, I came again, even stronger than before.

  I undid his pants quickly and touched his manly bulge. It was enticing and big. I held it and played with it with my hands. He groaned and his breath quickened. I squeezed it gently, drawn to its silky smoothness. He pushed me on the giant couch and I obliged. I was all aroused and still wet from my orgasms. Still, I want more.

  I spread my legs and opened up my arms to welcome him. He entered me slowly but surely and moved his hips to fit his dick entirely. He moved in and out of me and I moved my hips as well to meet all his thrusts. He went faster and faster, pulling his cock completely out of me and then plunging deeply. It was so delicious. He shifted position so that my legs rested on his shoulders. Swirling his cock around the opening of my pussy, I moaned and moaned and pulled him to me all over again. He moved in and out of me faster and faster until both of us were almost out of breath. “Tania, I’m coming!”

  I pulled him out and quickly shove his dick in my mouth, hoping I make it on time. Thankfully, I did. He spilled his contents inside me and I swallowed it all.

  We both were able to come back to the other villa without any incident that night. Everyone was already asleep. I was still able to swim for a few minutes before I went to bed, with a gorgeous smile on my face.

  The breakfast the following morning was simply delish. Arthur’s wife prepared some mashed yams, strawberry pancakes, chicken burgers, fresh fruit salad, French toasts, and sausage platters. There was also plenty of brewed coffee, farm fresh milk, and eggs.

  We all ate with gusto as the food is simply fantastic. France and Arthur’s wife suddenly became the best of pals. They ate beside each other, and surprisingly, France seems to like her a lot. When you look at them, you’d think that they are a mommy and daughter pair.

  Tom, Arthur and I bonded together in a highly competitive game of Monopoly. Both of them are great, and after one trial round, it became like a real battle of money making skills. I was pretty good at the game myself and from what I can see, the two thinks of me as a worthy opponent.

  Mrs. Jigs and Arthur’s wife decided to spend the day touring and pampering them selves at the spa. Anne, who wanted for France to see the zoo and the National Park decided to give me a break and be the nanny of the day.

  The three of us got so absorbed in the game that we didn’t even notice them leave. I was the big winner in the last two rounds and I spent a great minute laughing at the two men who can’t seem to do anything but scratch their heads in dismay. As for Arthur and I---we’re cool I think. There was no tension whatsoever ever since we started the day. Tom is acting normally, so I felt secure in the fact that Arthur never said a word to him---as if he has the chance.

  The game got so heated up that we all agreed that whoever wins will be able to make the other two do anything he or she asks. I’ve been playing Monopoly right from the cradle so I agreed to the rule without any hesitation. Tom and Arthur nodded as if they are ready for anything. The game went. I had a great start, beating them on their own game. But after my legendary winning streak, I started to run out of luck. It was Tom who won the most important round. Damn, I was so close!

  We all looked at each other like silly kids. I sagged on my chair and tucked my legs under me. Arthur and I looked at Tom expectantly, waiting for the consequence of us losing. I was thinking he’d make me eat the yams---which I hated. As for Arthur, I figured Tom would ask him to wear his wife’s clothes. What he said next was the last thing on my mind. Damn him.

  My task was to strip off my clothes and dance in front of Arthur. He led us to one of the rooms. I was wearing a floral sarong and a red bikini pair. Honestly, I love them too much to take them off after only an hour of wearing them.

  “Wait. I think it’s unfair that I’d be stripping off my clothes and this lucky fellow will do nothing but sit and watch with you. That does not make any sense, Tom.” I argued.

  “None of you has the right to argue. I won. Remember?”

  I shrug. The strip part was a bit off but I can do it. I was more irked with the dance part. Aside from a few gyrating motions----I don’t really consider myself much of a dancer.

  “I can’t do it.” I tried again. I tried to gather tears around my eyes and throw tantrums but none of my usual stints are working. “I really can’t guys.”

  Tom laughed then. “You’re a really nice girl, Tania and I like you a lot. However, you don’t want to disappoint me Honey.”

  “Let her go, Tom. Don’t you forget that Leanne is my sister.”

  “I know that. I also know that you two sneak out last night to fool around, Leanne’s brother.”

  I gasped then. So the bastard knew. I shook my head and closed the door. I switched on the stereo and thank my lucky stars that it was Jodeci who was singing. At least his music can hide the fact that I really cannot dance. I started to sway with the beat as I unfastened my sarong from behind my neck. If I decide to do this, it has to be good. Just to show this arrogant cocky bastard.

  I walked towards Arthur, who was seated on a chair and started to gyrate my hips seductively. I was feeling a bit cold, wearing only a very skimpy bikini pair but I don’t care. I raise my hands above my head as I moved my butt only a few inches away from his face. I heard him let out a groan. Tom was at the bed, watching as well.

  “Come closer, Tania. You’re a bit too far.”

  I close my eyes for a second for some mental conditioning. I hate impromptu acts like this so much but it does not mean I’d be giving them a bad show. I imagine myself as a stripper, a hot young stripper and tried to let go of my natural inhibitions. I know that my bikini is covering me in all the right places at the moment. Damn that I have to take them all off in a bit.

  I danced even more gracefully this time, although my movements are limited. I caressed Arthur’s cheeks with my butt and danced while my covered pussy faced him.

  I looked at Tom for more directions and he signalled me to come to him. “I want a lap dance.”

  I came walked towards him and sat on his lap and ground my hips against his manhood. I felt his breath quicken a bit and I smiled inwardly. As I danced to Jodeci, I watched Arthur and saw that he is already hard. I was pretty aroused myself too. In desperation, I took Tom’s hands and brought them to my breasts. He let out a soft “Wow.” He massaged me slowly, and surprisingly gently----not at all rough. Even the way he held my waist was very tender. I felt myself getting wet. I whispered in his ear. “Take it off, Tom.”

  His breathing became even faster as he started to untie my bikini top. I continued rubbing against him and I realize that he already is very hard as well. With Arthur watching, Tom continued to fondle my breasts. Arthur’s eyes are focused in between my legs. I followed his gaze and saw that my bikini bottoms are already wet. I spread my legs to give him a better view and winked at him. He smiled then and winked back. I removed my bikini bottom and threw it at Tom. He caught it and brought it to his nose.
Tom caught my lips and kissed me as he played with my breasts. His other hand found my thighs and caressed me upwards. He reached the valley between my legs and touched it almost reverently, his huge fingers rubbing me lightly. I moaned as the friction worked to stimulate me. I moved my butt against his erection and now it was his turn to groan.

  I stood up and pushed him on the bed. I went on top of him and began kissing his mouth and touching his nipple. In a flash, he was able to take his pants off. I pulled his shirt off as well to give me better access to his body.

  I rubbed my breasts over his tummy and chest. It felt really good. Tom has baby smooth skin and the way it rubs against my nipples is pure bliss. I brought one nipple to my mouth and suck it, loving the noises he makes as I did do. I licked his neck as my hand played with his rod like a joystick. He must have loved that because he kept on moving his hips against my hold. I raised my butt towards Tom and I knew that he must love the view. I was right. In seconds, he was behind me already cupping my ass as I tortured Tom.