101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

It was just the two of us then. I was in my room and she decided to wait in the living room for Peter to arrive. My grandparents brought him to stay with them for a few days and he was due to arrive that day. For some reasons, Nancy came earlier than expected. She was at the living room reading some books. She was wearing some tight jeans and a pink knitted sweater----looked pretty hot. I went inside the living room pretending to look for something.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked.

  “Umm, nothing. Have you seen the pizza brochure?” She reached over the stacks of magazine in front of her and gave me what I was “looking” for.

  “Here.” She didn’t even look at me.

  “What do you want on your pizza?”

  “Pepperoni, lots of cheese, and olives. And absolutely no pineapple.”

  “Got that.” I grabbed the phone and made a call to the pizza place. Pizza is the last thing I wanted though.

  “So, how’s it going with the new guy?” I asked.

  “Honestly Keith, it’s none of your business. I’d appreciate it if you don’t ask me again.”

  “Fine.”

  She looked at me seriously for a minute. “Do you really like to know?”

  “Sure.”

  “I broke up with him. I have been trying really hard for him to you, you know... take me to bed. He doesn’t want to.”

  I frowned then. But that’s weird. What kind of a man wouldn’t like to take Nancy Walters to bed?

  I cleared my throat. “Did he say why?”

  She shrugged. “He said he doesn’t want to hurt me and that virgins are out of his league.”

  Wow. I don’t even know what to say to that. “I see.”

  “So what about you? Do you think virgins are off limits?”

  “Err. Not exactly.” I said

  “Not exactly? Then what exactly?”

  “Well, I can’t say. I haven’t taken a virgin to bed before.”

  “I see.” She said and let out an exasperated sigh. “I used to never think it would be an issue. Guess I was wrong huh?”

  “Look. It’s not that bad, okay? Save it for a better guy.”

  “You’re probably right. Thanks, Keith.”

  “Welcome.”

  She smiled then and patted the space beside her. “Why don’t you sit beside me while we wait for the pizza? Keep me company.”

  “Hmmmm, are you sure it’s okay?” I look at her stack of magazines. You might be missing out on Cosmo and Marie Claire.”

  “Silly. No, it’s okay. Maybe you can help me try something I learned from Cosmo.”

  I looked at her, having no idea what she’s talking about. “Come here.” She said.

  I sat beside her and for the first time in my life, I was not sure what to do next. The smell of her hair was driving me crazy---it smelled like lemons and toasted coconuts. Maybe I was imagining things. I felt my pulse going wildly. She looked at me and moved her face so that it was only inches away from mine. She licked her lips provocatively and bit her lower lip as she continued to gaze at me. “Kiss me, Keith.” She whispered as she traced her fingertips on my lips. They felt like silk on my lips. I was not able to hold back. I slowly dipped my lips to hers and she sighed then. I held her to me and kissed her again and again until she opened her mouth for my tongue. She tastes really good, like orange Tic Tacs, and she’s very warm. I teased her with my tongue and I heard her made a tiny whimpering sound that really turned me on.

  I held her close to me and she put her arms around me. The gesture felt so natural, as if we have done it a million times. I sucked her tongue and tried to plunge deep into her mouth. It felt absolutely amazing. I felt myself getting a hard on and I was finding it difficult to catch my breath. Just when we were starting to heat up, the pizza came. What a bummer!

  We started laughing afterwards and enjoyed eating our pizzas. She’s not as scary as I thought. In fact, she turned out to be one of the easiest women to talk to. She laughs like crazy and she’s not at all self-conscious. Overall, I enjoyed that time with her so much, even if we ended up with only a kiss. I thought about how it must be like for her to be rejected by her own boyfriend. Honestly though, it’s a weird reason to say no to a girl. About an hour after that, my brother arrived together with Granda and Grama. So much for keeping the babysitter to myself.

  That night was a drag for me. I was not able to sleep well. The object of my fantasies was literally on my lips.

  The following day was a Saturday and mom was scheduled to have some R & R with her friends. She left early so it was just me, Nancy, and Peter. My brother can be really hyper during the day and that day was no exception. He played tag with the dog, ran with the neighbour kids, and spent the afternoon playing by himself in his room. Nancy was with him like every minute and believe me, it was a challenge to approach her when I don’t know how to even begin our conversation. I never had any issues like this in the past, so it’s safe to say that there’s something in her that makes me a bit tongue tied. I caught her making some lemonade at the kitchen and so I sat at the table and watched her squeeze a number of the fragrant fruit and concoct a cooler to beat the heat. I sat on the chair nearest to her and she didn’t even react when my knees brushed her thighs as I sat.

  As she worked, her foot caressed my legs. I was wearing shorts then and her foot was so smooth that I couldn’t help but be pleased. Well, more than pleased. Since my hand is hidden from view, in case Peter comes in, I grabbed her butt and squeezed it lightly. My hand was full and I love how soft and fluffy her butt feels against my hand. She was wearing a skirt then and I took a chance, reached under it and caressed her thighs. She must have loved the way I was touching her there because she grinded her hips ever so slowly as I did my business.

  Her thighs are so smooth and creamy. My hands can seem to stop touching them. While she move, I can smell her cologne---something that reminds me of lush green meadows----fresh, clean, yet edgy. Mingled with her womanly aroma, it becomes even more intoxicating. I rubbed my forefinger on the front of her panty, which is so wet. God, is she always this wet?

  I continued to rub her gently as she continued to squeeze the lemons. She can hardly concentrate from what I can see. She sighed softly as I teased her and lightly inserted my finger inside the leg band. She quickly finished what she was doing and patted my hand. “Later.”, she mouthed.

  Good thing she did that because Peter came rushing in the kitchen looking for her. He was crying. “Oh, what happened, pal?” I asked. “There was a monster on my TV!” I tried to hard not to laugh. He rushed towards Nancy and held her waist. “Oh Nancy, he looked awful! I was sooo scared!” Nancy ruffled his hair and gave him a glass of lemonade. “Here, drink this. I promise when we go up, he’d be gone.”

  He looked at her expectantly. “Really Nancy?”

  “Yeah, really.” I shook my head to that. How come my babysitters when I was a kid weren’t nice like her? I thought bitterly.

  I stretched my body then stopped suddenly as I felt the impact of my erection. I hurried upstairs to my room. This is so embarrassing. I thought about her all afternoon. That was the first time a woman had that effect on me. She’s a paradox---pretty much demure and coy, but has a certain undeniable boldness to her. She’s very much addictive.

  That night, Peter slept quite early. I went downstairs to get something to eat. It was past 9 and Nancy was to stay till mom gets home---which was tomorrow morning according to her recent text. I saw her seated at a couch, reading some books. “Your pet ran out of batteries?”

  She looked up and smiled. “Yeah.”

  I looked at the books stacked beside her. There were some Sidney Sheldon books, Archie comics, and a couple of tattered ones I can barely recognize. “I didn’t know you’re a bookworm.”

  “I don’t consider myself one. I just read so I won’t fall asleep.” She said.

  I held her and whispered in her ear. “Come up with me upstairs.”

  She nodded. “You may bring your books if you want
to.” I added. “Although I can’t promise you’ll have a minute to even read them.”

  “Fair enough.” She said as she gave me a light peck on the cheek. I helped her carry the books and led her upstairs at the end of the hall where my room was. My room was not so much of a mess as I spend some time cleaning before I invited her in.

  She allowed herself become adjusted to the lighting in my room and sat on one of my bean bags. I closed the door and when I turned to face her, she was looking at me oddly and was flicking her hair. I swallowed hard. She crossed her legs and smiled at smiled at me as she motioned me to sit beside her. I sat nervously beside her and looked at her bare face. She was breathtakingly beautiful up close---it was a torture trying to restrain myself from touching her. She started removing her blouse when I stopped her to hold her hand. I kissed her then, wanting to have a taste of her mouth again. Since she’ll be staying the entire night, I hate to be rushed. Her mouth tasted like cherry candy----fruity and sweet and I remembered the cherry candy tarts near her books. She’s made even more delicious.

  I kneeled in front of her and kissed her, my hand settled on her waist. I loved all the sounds she made as my tongue plunged inside her warm mouth. I can feel her getting all warmed up and I sigh as my tongue played with hers. I removed her blouse and started licking her neck, all the way to her bra-clad breasts. Her tits were huge and soft, looking full in her white bra. I kissed them fondly and she sighed as my nose made its way to the valley between the fullness. She smelled so good and warm that I found it hard to stay away from her cleavage. Her breasts felt heavy and very full, loving the way they feel on my hands. I held her even more tightly and kissed her lips again, ruffling and sniffing her hair as I did so. Her hands were on my back, caressing me curiously and a bit tentatively as she responds to my kiss. There was a hint of innocence with her every move, underlining the fact that she was still a little bit inexperienced. For me, it was a major turn on. She sucked on my tongue lightly and led my hands to hold her breasts even more. She sighed as I pulled the straps of her bra off her shoulders and cup her tits with my hands. I lightly rubbed my thumb against her nipples and she sighed even more.

  I looked at her breasts and I felt my erection coming to life. Her nipples were small and her breasts were full and taut. I played with them for a while, loving how soft and smooth they were. I had this urge to kiss them but I hesitated, not sure if Nancy will like what I would want to do to her. She removed her bra completely and held my head, pushing me against her womanly fullness. There was nothing I can do about that but oblige.

  I kissed the warm creamy skin of her breasts and ran my tongue in slow circles. I felt her tingle so I continued on, moving my tongue in a very slow motion, going nearer and nearer her nipples. When I couldn’t take it any more, I sucked one of her nipples and gently tugged on her breasts. She started moaning---the sweetest music to my ear, and my erection became even more rigid. I adjusted myself because my arousal was becoming quite unbearable. To my surprise, Nancy started removing my belt and undoing my pants. I let her do as she pleased and continued licking her. I focused on her neck this time. I licked her, loving how soft her skin felt against my tongue. She pulled my pants down and rubbed her hands against my bulge, making me groan with immense pleasure. Her hand is extremely gentle, a bit testy and unsure but I don’t care. I dreamed about Nancy for so long and it makes my blood boil just thinking about her.

  She cupped me and massaged my balls with her fingertips and I groaned with extreme pleasure. I pressed myself even harder against her hand and she took the hint and slid her hand inside my briefs.

  The contact almost made me jump, but it was just so wonderful. The babysitter’s hand on my cock is pure bliss. I felt myself getting harder and harder, fearing that I might explode soon. God, not yet. I thought.

  She removed my underwear and looked at my rod like it was something magical and caressed it with her cheeks. The sensation almost knocked me down. She rubbed her nose against my entire length and started planting light kisses on my thighs. I wanted to ram her head against me, but understanding that she’s still a virgin, I willed myself not to. I’m not the one to make the whole thing traumatic for her.

  I expelled some air when her lips made contact with my dick head. He held my length gently and pointed it to her mouth’s opening and looked at me. Her whole expression was sure to drive any man wild. I mentally willed her to take me inside her mouth. It must have worked because after a second or two, she was licking my cockhead like it is made out of chocolate ice cream.

  She squeezed me with her soft hands as she took me in, little by little, in her mouth. Nancy was warm and her tongue flicked my rod over and over to the point that I was clenching my hands to keep my self from screaming her name. It’s very rare that I am given head this sensually by someone who is very willing. I could have begged for her to give me a blow job, knowing it would feel so good. My knees started to get weak and my cock threatened to explode. I pulled out of her and my cock poked on her belly.

  I kissed her again and played my hand under her skirt. I grabbed her butt and massaged it none too gently and she was moaning, begging me to take her panties off. I pretended not to comprehend what she was saying and focused on her thighs instead. I rubbed her over and over there and she kept on pressing herself against me.

  I fumbled to be able to get rid off her skirt and at long last, she was standing in front of me wearing nothing but her cotton panties. I removed my shirt and carried her to my bed. I settled her gently and looked at her for a few moments. Nancy is indeed very beautiful, with long legs that seem to go on and on, delicate looking skin, those huge breasts that can enchant all men, and nice full thighs that are shapely. I ran my hands all over her body and she tossed her head as I touch her. I sucked on the skin of her thighs as I was gently removing her underwear. Nancy attempted to cover herself with her hands but I shook my head and removed her hands away. Her pussy is already damp and there’s something about it that almost invited me in. I touched it lightly with my finger tips, opening her kitty lips to reveal a tiny red knob that looks about ready to explode. I flicked it with my forefinger and she moaned loudly, thrashing her hips to that area I was focusing on. I bent down and rubbed my nose on the opening of her cunt. She smelled warm and nutty, making me even more aroused than ever. I very lightly teased her with the tip of my tongue and she almost jumped from the sensation. Figuring she likes that, I ran my tongue slowly on her pussy lips, loving the taste of her and the way her hips move to meet my licks. She was moaning even louder now, her hands gripping the sheets as I continued to lightly feast on her. Her pussy was so wet and my tongue made slipping noises as I lick her. She held my head firmly in place, making me taste her even bolder. I focused on her clit now, licking it slowly. I felt her hips contract and I continued to lick her even more. Then she was coming, her juices filling my tongue with salty goodness. Her moans were driving me crazy so I flicked my tongue again and again. Her next orgasm was even stronger than the first.

  I licked all of her come and slid a finger inside her. I felt her tense but she spread her legs to allow me to explore her freely. She was slick yet very tight, my finger feeling a bit of snug resistance. I was getting so hard this time. I would love to feel that tightness around my cock, to plunge into her depths. I just don’t know if I should.

  I pulled my finger out completely then gently pushed it again, all the while kissing her navel. She was meeting each thrust with enthusiasm so I thrust another finger inside and increased the pace of my deliberate caress. She was moaning again and her sounds were driving me so wild. I raised one leg on my shoulders so I can go even deeper and true enough, she responded even wilder than my previous moves.

  I crawled on top of her and kissed her breasts again, her hand pushing me even closer to her. I sucked her nipples and she whimpered, begging me to suck her even more. Her hand is grabbing my cock, which is still rock hard, and is desperate for some hard fucking. For the first time in my li
fe, I was torn about what to do. As much as I wanted her physically and I am dying to go inside her, the innocence and worry I see in her eyes make me hesitate.

  The way she was squeezing my rod was just unbearably pleasurable that I closed my eyes and imagined I was already inside her. She must have felt me hesitating and whispered, “Please take me, Keith. Please.”

  I looked at her eyes which are now filled with lust and she won me over. I positioned myself right in her entrance and started to enter her, little by little. She spread her legs, welcoming me without any hesitation. My fear of hurting her subsided when she reached out her arms to me and encouraged me to go deeper. I slid bit by bit and felt her tensed. “Now, Keith. Now!”

  I plunged totally and closed my eyes as I felt something tore inside her. I froze for a moment watching her. She smiled at me and nodded. “Did I hurt you, Nancy?”

  “No. But you’d hurt my feelings if you stop now.” She giggled and held on to my shoulders.

  I started to move again inside her, loving her snug sleekness and the way her hips move with me. I moved in and out of her, focusing my weight on my arms. I screwed her cunt gently, and she bucked her hips against mine, her breath coming in fast and short patterns. Her legs wrapped around my waist, encouraging me to go faster. My rod threatened to explode but I increased my pace and moved in and out of her until we couldn’t take it anymore. She dug her nails on my back as I moved faster and faster inside her. “Don’t stop, Keith. Oh don’t stop!” I closed my eyes and focused all my strength on my cock pleasuring her as much as I can. She was writhing and moaning and her eyes were semi-shut. I felt her pelvic muscles tighten and I realized I was so close to coming. “I’m coming Nancy!” My entire body shook as I spilled everything inside her. She came a second after that and I held her tightly to calm her down.