Complete Erotica Anthology: Plugged, Stretched, and Filled (Erotica Variety Pack - BDSM, Spanking, Well Hung... Book 2)

by Lily Love

  “Beg for it.” He was playing with her, and she wanted to slap him.

  He’d better stick his hard cock in her right goddamn now!

  He rubbed the tip of cock as he stuck his finger in and out of her wet hole. He was going to fuck her, but she’d have to beg.

  He bent down and stuck his tongue inside her and Kate let out a howl. She could feel the eruption inside of her ready to burst as he pinched her clit and moaned ever so slightly.

  If he didn’t hurry, she was going to cum before he even had a chance to stick it inside of her and she needed that cock now. He rubbed his cock and stared into her eyes, ready. He was trying to get her to ask. She had to give him this one thing if she wanted this to work.

  “Goddammit, John if you don’t fuck me right now--

  With that simple phrase, he transported her to a carnal dimension. He forcefully rammed his hard cock inside her wet, warm hole. He was thrusting in and out of her. He pounded her like a jackhammer and pleasure was rippling through her like a tidal wave.

  His lips crashed against hers. His hands traced up and down her back, gripping and clawing like a rabid animal. They looked in each other’s eyes at the final moment and they both exploded in a fury of desire.

  She buttoned up her shirt and dressed as he eyed her wildly and they walked out of the copy room to a flurry of shocked faces and giggles.

  Her Best Friend

  Marianna and Kate looked like abandoned goddesses in their perfect up dos and tight mini-dresses. They ordered a quick martini, dry and watched as the people pulsed to the music on the dance floor. Pulse was a big club downtown with chic decorations and hot boys in tight dress shirts. Each one roamed the dance floor like a predator on the prowl.

  Tonight, Kate wanted something… different.

  Marianna pushed a strand of ebony hair out of the way and smiled at Kate as their heads bobbed to the music. There was something about the club, so alive and invigorating. It was sexuality and carnal desire embodied. They were in a playground for the secrets held deep within the psyche.

  The girls quickly downed their drinks and made their way, through the crowd of scents and smells to the dance floor. The people danced around them, watching the queens of the dance floor writhe together in time with the music. Marianna watched Kate as their bodies moved together. The world wanted to meet these goddesses and they could see the predators closing in. A man in a gray V-neck with a sweet smile passed and watched them before almost running into a couple.

  Another spike-headed mass of muscle watched from across the room before coming to close in on his prey. The girls looked at each other and decided to make their way to the table again.

  His red face and wide eyes matched his three inch long hair. His muscles were weapons showcased for the world to see. The girls quickly made their way to the bar and intently drank their newfound cranberry vodkas. They shot each other sidelong glances as he made a cocky path to their watering hole.

  Kate felt a forceful tap on her shoulder and almost jumped three feet. She wanted to run away like a gazelle being stalked like a lion. She could feel his eyes summing her up like a man in a butcher shop.

  It was Marianna that turned around.

  “Listen, she’s not interested. Besides, you’re in the wrong bar. Cock Tails is up the Street.”

  You could see a smirk forming across her tan visage as they grabbed each other’s arms and made their way to the car.

  “I can’t believe you actually said that!” Kate commented.

  Kate smiled, opened the car and grabbed the keys out her purse.

  “I’m glad you did, though,” Kate thought about it a moment while they raced down the freeway with the top down. “We always do the same thing. These creatures are barely human and can’t hold a conversation. We don’t need them.” They looked in each other’s eyes and smiled as they pulled up to Kate’s condo.

  Marianna reached down, fumbled with the folds of her dress as Kate took the keys out of the ignition. They both reached down to get their phones out of the console and their hands touched for one single electric moment. Their eyes met and they laughed as they got out of the car.

  Kate lived like a modern minimalist. Everything was nice and clean, but there was no real decoration. There was the simple couch, TV and that was just what made the living room. Marianna went and sat down as Kate poured shots of whiskey.

  “Do you have to work tomorrow?” Kate asked as she walked back into the room with two shots in hand.

  Marianna, lost in her own world, said, “No.”

  Kate handed her the shot and their eyes met once more as they clinked glasses.

  Kate sat on the couch, a little too close, as Marianna absent mindedly set her hand down on her thigh.

  After the spark in the car, they both realized the feeling was mutual.

  Kate blushed. Marianna grinned.

  “What are you d-,” Kate started.

  Before she could finish, Marianna threw herself against Kate.

  It felt familiar, yet different, when their lips touched and Marianna’s warmth passed over her. Her hands rubbing at Kate’s breasts knew the spots a man would never know to touch.

  Kate wanted this. Badly.

  Kate unzipped Marianna’s dress and slid it off and onto the floor. The girl shimmered in the light and she slowly ran her fingers along Marianna’s nipples as she moaned in ecstasy.

  There was sweetness and compassion between them. There was understanding. There was friendship. These two women knew how to express themselves and be passionate and open.

  Kate unhooked Marianna bra and revealed her supple breasts.

  Marianna’s breathing intensified. She wanted to feel Kate’s touch.

  Kate could feel Marianna’s hand slide up her thigh as she slowly drew her fingers around her lips. A wave of pleasure rushed through her body.

  Marianna slowly stood up as Kate admired her gorgeous body and Kate slid off her panties to dive into that secret place with her tongue.

  Marianna reached down and stuck her finger slowly into Kate’s hole as Kate writhed with pleasure. Kate lifted her head and they kissed passionately and fell into one another.

  Kate caressed Marianna’s clit with her thumb. They were both stuck in the throes of ecstasy. One moaned while the other took pleasure in helping the other cum.

  It was give and take, with lots of giving, and lots of taking.

  There was wave after wave of soothing buildup up as their sacred temples collided and pleasured the other. Their kisses were sweet and intimate. Their touch was soft in the right laces and hard as Kate rubbed her hands down Marianna’s back.

  They could feel themselves ready to erupt with intense passion. Marianna stuck her finger in so far that Kate screamed and they both shared a look of intense passion. Kate grabbed Marianna’s clit and squeezed as she thrust her fingers in and out penetrating Marianna with sweetness and joy. The room was swirling, their cries were pulsing. The adrenaline was nearly tangible. Pleasure and tenderness mixed with the intensity of their pressure.

  They both exploded with cries of joy and collapsed upon one another.

  Both felt the sweetness of being in the arms of someone who knew how to really be with them.

  Sharing is Caring

  To Kate, Charles was always kind of the geeky guy in the corner of the break room stuck to his tablet. His stiff white shirts and lean, thin, but somewhat muscular frame made him seem like one of the nerds she knew from high school grew up and started working out for a change.

  They’d said “hey,” a few times in the break room, and laughed at each other’s small talk, but they never really talked like two friends would.

  Kate was a bit surprised when Charles smiled too wide as she came in to get a cup of coffee. His tablet was in its case for a change, and he was looking right at her. Kate knew he had a loving wife, so thought nothing of the change in behavior.

  “How are you, Kate?” Charles asked.

  “I’m great.
What’s new?” Kate smiled.

  “The wife and I are cooking dinner tonight. Do you want to join us?” he coughed as he finished the sentence, a little nervous.

  This was strange, but Kate was curious. He wasn’t a serial killer. He had always been kind to her. What was he up to? Was this a platonic invitation, or something more?

  She smiled, said that’d be nice and he gave her the address.

  Kate was going to have a little fun that evening. She got out her best black dress with some cute bracelets and curled her hair. She wanted to turn his head a little, toy with him. Since he couldn’t have her, she felt like teasing. She’d caught him eyeing her a little too much in the past and if his wife was going to be there, she might as well put on a little show… just for fun.

  Linda, his wife, was always kind to Kate on the few occasions they’d met prior. Linda wore a simply button up white blouse with a shirt underneath and some simple jeans. She seemed quiet, and a little awkward.

  Their house was stuffy. Linda was definitely the traditional type. Everyone had their own coaster and the wooden tables had doilies for a little bit of extra protection. The couch was covered in plastic and the whole place was doused with dollar store flowers in thin glass vases.

  There was definitely something going on. Linda seemed… distracted.

  Kate sat there swirling her wine glass. Clearly, this evening was not about cooking.

  Charles got up to get a glass of wine, but Linda told him to heel.

  “Kate, join me in the kitchen, will you?” Linda commanded.

  Kate followed. The kitchen was spotless.

  “Do you know why you’re here, Kate?” Linda asked.

  “No. Not really.” Kate said nonchalantly as she took the last drops from her wine glass and offered it to Linda for more.

  Linda ignored her and sighed.

  “Charles suggested we… together…”

  Kate eyed Linda for a second. She wasn’t ugly. It was her tight lips and straight back that took it away from it all. Kate moved closer and looked at her while Linda looked away.

  “Do you find me attractive?” Kate asked Linda.

  “Well… I mean, I’m straight.” Linda retorted.

  Kate moved closer and leaned in, unbuttoning her blouse another notch. “Are you sure?” she said inquisitively. Linda blushed.

  Kate could tell she was interested, but too shy to ever do anything about it.

  She walked straight over to Charles.

  Slowly, Kate lifted up her shirt in front of a bewildered and excited Charles while Linda watched in the background.

  He almost came right there.

  Linda walked over to him and summoned the courage to join in. She gave him a wet kiss on the mouth from behind the couch.

  Linda unzipped his pants and stuck her hand on his crotch. She moved her hand up and down like the perfect masseuse as Charles moaned in ecstasy. She’d had practice.

  Kate slowly unhooked her bra as Linda rubbed every inch of his massive cock. He reached out and squeezed Kate’s nipples as a mix of pleasure and pain shot through her body.

  Kate walked around the couch and stood behind Linda. Slowly, she took off Linda’s blouse and unhooked her bra, revealing Linda’s ample bosom. She cried out in pleasure as Kate slid a hand down her jeans.

  Linda leaned her head down and wrapped her mouth around the hard cock awaiting her. Once in place, Kate held her head there.

  “Take it!” Kate commanded.

  You could see Charles writhing with pleasure. Linda sat up, and Kate kneeled on the floor to rub him as fast and hard as she could.

  Kate undid Linda’s jeans and stuck her finger inside. She stroked the outside of her lips as Linda cried out. She swallowed Charles cock and he moaned in ecstasy. Linda took off Charles’ shirt and began stroking his nipples as his tongue penetrated her mouth.

  The girls stood up and led Charles by the cock into the darkened bedroom where their senses erupted with the sheets as a barrage of lips, tongues and hands stroked their bodies.

  Linda’s tongue was between Kate’s lips building pressure like a volcano ready to erupt.

  Charles was pounding Linda with the force of a jackhammer and her screams shook the walls.

  You could feel the electric pressure pulsing through that room as each lover came closer and closer to eruption. The walls of the room were shaking. The air was abuzz with passion. Linda crept further and further into Kate’s sacred stronghold as Charles yelled with pleasure.

  The room was vibrating. Pleasure shook from in between them. Their hearts melded into one single entity before they burst in one final ecstatic push and collapsed on one another.

  Kate had done her job and the marriage bed was the place where lovers find refuge in the arms of one another. She took her leave quietly after having another glass of wine, a job well done, a couple well-fucked.

  Bridgett and Cliff

  Bridgett and Cliff were Kate’s coworkers at the paper company that she felt she could really trust. Bridget got her. Cliff was sweet and kind. They had the same flair and style. They thought the same way. So it felt simple and easy when Bridgett asked Kate if she’d like to catch a drink with her and Cliff that evening.

  Kate went home and dressed in a tight black, slinky looking this big black hair and a simply fake diamond necklace that just down to just above her exposed cleavage.

  They met at a quiet upscale bar in midtown with the feel of the kind of place you’d simply like to get a drink. There were businessman and accountants. The scene was quiet and dark and there really wasn’t much going on.

  It was kind of stiff and boring really. The drinks were twice as much as Kate wanted to pay and Bridgett and Cliff were looking pretty bored too.

  The girls decided to turn things up a bit. There was a jukebox in the corner that was covered in dust so they ordered two shots and figured what would really make things crazy in here.

  They decided on blasting a crazy hair band song about living in filth and hit the dance floor. It was time to really make some waves.

  Kate, Bridgett and Cliff found themselves grinding to the beat of hard guitar and crazy drums. Kate bent over so Bridgett could spank her while she had her eyes on a table of awestruck geeks. They ran their fingers through their hair and gave the stiffest men the wrong looks. Heads were finally starting to turn. They were tired of stiff white collars and bitter faces.

  They caught Cliff watching the whole time. It was, indeed, sexy.

  “Woo, yeah!’ Kate watched as a couple of angry faces made their way to the door.

  “I want to shots of whiskey.” Bridgett told the bartender. Her bright red hair was wild and perfect at the same time. It went perfect with her emerald green dress.

  They were back on the dance floor pretending to fuck to a gangster rap song that was half their ages, all in good fun. The old ones had mostly left already, but the pocket protectors looked like they were about to get kind of cocky.

  Thin glasses with invisible rims and stick thin figures began to make their way over to where they stood. The girls decided to ignore the barrage entirely to see what the bartender could do to help them while Cliff spoke with a girl in the corner.

  There was a nice long island and a sex on the beach sitting on the bar before they knew it.

  Bridgett looked over at Kate and asked, “Are we over it?”

  Kate took a sip of her drink and started to nod yes, when they eyed Cliff walking over to them. He had on a tight blue button-down shirt and nice black dress pants. His hair was dark and cut perfectly.

  “Kate, would you accompany me to the restroom for a moment?”

  Kate sighed. Bridgett was probably going to try and lock her in.

  With the prowess of a lioness Bridgett shot a quick smile over at him and he stopped what he was doing and faltered for a moment. A smile went up Bridgett’s perfectly painted mouth and Kate knew she had already won.

  Kate was curious. If Bridgett went to a stall she simply
wanted to get her out of the way for a bit. If she went to the mirror, she wanted to play with her a little bit. Sure enough, Bridgett went over to the mirror and fished out a cigarette.

  “I want him,” Bridgett said nonchalantly.

  Kate couldn’t believe the balls on this woman.

  “He’s mine.” Kate responded.

  They were at a stalemate.

  Both would have to play dirty to get what they wanted.

  “Girls, how about we share?” Cliff’s deep voice echoed as he strode in, turned around, and locked the deadbolt on the door.

  Both girls nodded to one another.

  Cliff bent Kate over the countertop while he grabbed Bridgett’s nipple. Kate could feel his pounding hard cock stuck just in the right place. He pulled up her pants and spanked her while she squealed.”

  “Ooh, you like that, baby?”

  “Yes! I’m a bad girl!” Kate was feeling fiery.

  Bridgett had her dress hiked up and her hands down her panties as she fingered herself and writhed in ecstasy. She thrust her hand into his tight dress pants and grabbed the head of his cock.

  “Ooh.” He moaned.

  He stuck his hand up Kate’s panties and stuck his finger in her hole with force. He shoved it in and as he penetrated every bit of her. He knew where to touch her. He had his hand on her nipples while he pinched her clit.

  He hadn’t even taken her panties off yet and she was about to explode.

  Bridgett tore his pants off and started rubbing her hand up and down him. He took his finger out of her and licked it, then stuck it straight into Bridgett. She screamed so loud, the bar must’ve heard.

  He lifted Bridgett up and onto the counter. He kissed Kate passionately and sat her next to Bridgett. They were both perfectly positioned to receive him. He pulled down Kate’s panties and ran his finger up and down her lips as she started to writhe. Pleasure shot through her body and was threatening to overtake her.

  If he didn’t stick it in her now, she was going to cum without ever getting that perfect cock of his.

  Bridgett eyed his cock with desire and moved to touch it. He stopped her hand and pushed it up against the mirror as he thrust his finger in and out of her.