Mommy's Hot Erotica

by Alina Sawyer

  Linda continued to suck on Sam's lips and clit, eliciting moans from the brunette that alternated between satisfaction and frustration. Janet moved down the crack of Linda's ass, past her pouting pussy, until her mouth met Sam's. The two began to kiss as freely as they could, constrained by Linda's quaking thighs.

  He settled back on his haunches, having had enough action for now. The girls, on the other hand, were a sight worth seeing.

  Janet left off kissing her lover and moved beside Linda. "My turn," she whispered to her friend. Linda was reluctant to relinquish the delicious cunt she had been feasting on but deferred to Sam's full-time lover. Janet settled into a sixty-nine that was every bit as alluring as Linda and Sam had been. The familiarity and deep affection that Janet and Sam had showed itself clearly now. Their motions were fluid and complimentary, intended only for each other and not for show.

  Linda was watching Janet's technique closely. The next time she ate out Sam, she wanted to make the quite woman scream with delight. Janet paused momentarily and whispered something to Linda. Sam was tenderly lapping at Janet's hard-used lips and her swollen clit. Sam knew her lover perfectly and every stroke of her tongue served its intended purpose.

  Linda moved down Janet to the athletic woman's bottom and returned her earlier favor, delving between those taught buns to tease Janet's winking anus with her tongue. Linda loved to have her own bottom licked and was not above reciprocating in order to encourage others in that pursuit. She traced her tongue around and around, stimulating each sensitive wrinkle and hair. She began to hum in time with Janet's rapidly increasing breath rate.

  Sam ignored Linda's intrusion into their private space; she had long ago learned to share her lover. Instead, she concentrated on the exquisite feeling of Janet's tongue on her clit and her fingers curling deep inside her to massage her sensitive passageway.

  Janet's efforts were unrelenting and soon Sam's breathing was even more rapid than her own. Sam's tan thighs began to quiver uncontrollably as Janet's practiced movements earned their desired reward. Linda continued to feast on Janet's lovely bottom as Sam's excitement grew. She motioned to her idle lover and he positioned himself between her own eager thighs so that he too could suckle her sweet clit.

  With a skill and timing that come only with long practice and firm affection, the four worked each other's secrets, exulting in the sights, sounds, tastes and textures of their orgiastic endeavours. All were moaning but as she finally neared her long-sought release, Sam's moans were loudest of all.

  Linda's juices were slopping down his cheeks and chin, tasting even better in his excitement. He had grown hard once more, though he could not have come again just then if his life depended on it. Linda was full of the sensations coming from her mouth and pussy as her tongue probed Janet's rapidly clenching and unclenching puckered ring.

  Janet felt another orgasm building painfully, deliciously deep within her belly but would not give into it before Sam had enjoyed her own explosive release. She buried her face more firmly against her lover's dense dark curls and slippery, soaking flesh.

  When Sam finally came, she did so with violent contractions that wracked her whole body. As Janet and Linda well knew, but he did not, Sam was a squirter. When she came, a flood of clear warm fluid spurted out of her as if she were a guy, soaking Janet's eager face. With each successive wave of orgasm, more fluid squirted from her pussy until the deck around her was wetter with her juices than with water from the tub. Janet tenderly lapped at Sam's convulsing cunt, bringing her slowly back to Earth after her stratospheric excursion, savoring the dark woman's flavors and smells.

  After, Janet and Linda were too worn out to continue. Once they had caught their breaths, the four of them returned to the tub to soak away their exertions.

  Linda spoke, "That was incredible, wasn't it."

  Everyone murmured in assent. They soaked in silence a while longer before climbing out and donning their robes. Linda tended to the tub, turning it and the light off before she latched and locked the door. Only Sam seemed slightly self conscious as they made their way back to the cabin.

  The End.

  Library

  Alex had been walking around the town for most part of the morning, just enjoying the weather and the accompanying Scottish scenery. Feeling tired and looking for some alternative, he was delighted to see the town library ahead. He always enjoyed sitting down and reading, science fiction and mysteries in particular and if they were books with collection of stories, he could sit down and read for quite a while before he did anything else. Taking a break from sightseeing, he walked into the library. Wandering around through the stacks of books, he noticed someone sitting at one of the desks with a laptop and moved towards her. As he stood beside her, he noticed her flaming hair, blue jeans, and a white tie up top, with some kind of intriguing pattern on it. He wasn't paying much attention to any of those because he was much more interested in the rise and fall of the curve of her breasts as she moved while typing.

  She noticed someone beside her and looked towards him, he sat beside her and asked what she was doing.

  "Writing", she said, smiling her dark green eyes. She found him to be a little older with locks of brown and grey hair, brown eyes and wearing beige pants with a black shirt.

  "What are you writing?" he asked moving closer looking at her screen.

  "I have a blog where I write erotic stories. I post new stories almost every day."

  "Erotic stories, hmm?"

  "Yes. Here's my blog."

  She clicked open a browser window and a small picture of her in a sheer white dress popped up, and after a few more clicks a bunch of erotic photos and series of stories followed. As she scrolled down, he read the titles, "Elevator - Chapter 2", "The Cowboy and the Lady", "Blind Date".

  "Interesting ", he said. "Where do you get your ideas?"

  "Some are real, and some are made up, but I'm not going into detail", she smiled again.

  "I'm Alex", he said holding out his right hand.

  "Kat", she replied, taking his, and resting hers in it. He gripped her hand firmly, and shook, looking into her eyes. She could feel his gaze piercing her.

  "You look like you've been working up a sweat", she commented.

  "I decided to have a break from sightseeing, but couldn't realize earlier that the scenery was going to be just as good in the local library."

  She smiled at him again, letting go of his hand, her face reddening slightly. He wasn't the most handsome man in the world, but she felt warmth emanating from him. He moved a little closer and asked "What else do you do, besides writing?"

  She found herself opening up to him, talking about her college, her boring lecturers and her job at the museum. In turn, he smiled and discussed about his job as a being professor back home "giving out boring lectures", his love of travel, and details about some of the places he had been, or had yet to go. Almost an hour passed as they sat in the corner of the library and it felt comfortable. She asked him if he wanted to read one of her stories, and when he nodded, she opened one of her favourite stories for him and moved her laptop over. He became engrossed in it, scrolling down page by page slowly. He found himself shifting a bit when he came to the naughtier bits. When he finished it, she could see that his breathing was a little harder.

  "Did you like it?" she asked.

  "Very much so", he answered looking into her eyes again. "You know, this place doesn't seem too busy for a library."

  "Most people are outside somewhere, not sitting on computers in a library", she answered.

  "They don't know what they are missing", he responded, moving his hand over, touching hers lightly, tracing his finger up her bare arm. As she turned to him he moved his hands to hold her face giving her a kiss, his lips lightly brushing hers. "Cherry flavoured?" he asked.

  "Hmm", she replied, wrapping her hands around him, pulling him to her, kissing him hard and her hands roaming across his back. He moved his hands around her back too, pressing her
to him and felt her breasts against him and her nipples hard as they brushed against the dual fabric of her top and his shirt. She let out a low moan. Still kissing her, his hand moved down between her legs, slowly tracing the space between her legs through her jeans. She shifted her legs, opening them up, giving him more room as he continued pushing his palm against her, cupping her sex, and rubbing her slowly through her jeans.

  She arched her back into his hand,

  "Mmmm... that feels wonderful", she said. She couldn't believe what she was doing in the middle of the day, none the less with a man who she had just met. As he was touching her through her jeans, she was getting wetter and she was more turned on just by thinking about what was happening.

  "Someone could see," she said in a breathless voice, trailing her hand up his leg.

  "Let them," he replied, unzipping her jeans and plunging his hand down them. She wore white lace briefs; "classy girl", he thought, cupping her through the lace, before sliding his hand under into her dripping hot cunt.

  "Mmmm...ohhh yes Alex," she moaned unzipping his jeans to repay the favour. She took him in her hand. He was already hot and hard. She started stroking him slowly, running her thumb over the tip, and spreading his pre-cum.

  "Oh... Fuck," he muttered under his breath.

  He slid a finger inside her, causing her to buck on his hand.

  "God you're so tight," he whispered bending to her ear and biting it turning her on even more.

  "Mmm yes I am," she said her eyes now closed.

  "Would you like another finger?" he said not giving her a chance to respond before shoving another finger in her.

  "Ahhh..."

  He stopped her screams with his hand over her mouth and she started stroking him faster than before.

  Her pussy was gushing now. She was close and he could feel her walls clenching around his fingers.

  "Let's add another shall we," he said hand still on her mouth, looking in her eyes. She shook her head no, but he wasn't listening; he was in charge now.

  Shoving another finger in her, he saw her eyes widen. She bit his palm, but then her eyes closed and her face glowed in ecstasy.

  "You like that don't you," he said thrusting his fingers in and out of her. "Tell me," he said taking his hand away.

  "Yes, don't stop...ohhh, please don't stop," she cried out.

  "Shh, I won't stop but you have to be quiet, we don't want to draw a crowd now, do we?" He said thinking about it, "Or do you? Is that what you want, someone to see me playing with your wet pussy? Someone to witness you cumming all over my hand, while I fuck you with my fingers, is that what you want you dirty little slut?"

  His words were turning her on more and more and she had to let go off him to hold onto the desk. "Oh God Alex make me cum please" she whispered.

  He twisted his wrist inside her, then pulled out and shoved all three fingers deep inside then rubbed her clit with his thumb.

  "Oh Fu..." he covered her mouth again, watched her eyes roll back in bliss. "That's right Kat let go."

  "Mmppphhh" was all he could hear as his hand was smothering her cries. He was still playing with her clit, wriggling his fingers inside.

  Kat had never felt such an orgasm. He wasn't stopping yet and her heart was racing. "I could die," was her last thought before another wave hit her.

  When she stopped bucking against his hand he pulled his fingers out and looking into her eyes, he licked them.

  "Mmm you taste exotic," he said smiling.

  Kat looked down and saw his dick still out of his pants and more swollen than before. She took him in her hand and started stroking him slowly. She bent over and took the tip of him into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the tip and bent over further licking him from the tip to balls. She then took him to the back of her throat.

  "Oh yes Kat suck me," he said holding her head down to his lap as his ecstasy started to build up.

  Kat started sucking him faster and faster.

  "Oh. Fuck yes," he said feeling himself close soon. "God you're amazing," he said, wondering if anyone had ever felt this good going down on him.

  "You've sucked lots of cocks, haven't you slut!" He said pushing her head further down. He felt her gag and pulled back, but she didn't stop and her hand started playing with his balls.

  "I'm close baby... do you swallow?"

  She shook her head no. He grabbed her hair twisted it around his hand.

  "I'm cumming...argh," she went to pull back but he kept her there "Swallow Kat, swallow my cum"

  She didn't have a choice. He tasted salty, creamy, and hot and she swallowed till the only thing left in her mouth was his cock.

  "Mmmm good girl," he said patting her head.

  The End.

  A Long Way Home

  Tina was in trouble! The company she worked for had just gone out of business, stranding her on a space station many light-years from home, Earth, with no way home. Being out of business, they were not going to give her her last paycheck, and the credits she currently had were frozen, since they were courtesy of her employer. She was 48 hours from being homeless, too, since her hotel room was paid for by the company.

  She had been on board a luxury starliner for a one-year assignment as a maid when the company she'd worked for had won the contract. Then came the scandal about the owners taking all of the company's money and disappearing. She'd been notified by her bank that she had no money, and by the hotel that here room was only paid for for the next two days. Now what?

  She was sitting in a coffee shop pondering her fate when she saw an advertisement for "travel aids" from a temp agency. It spoke of free travel, room and board, in exchange for personal services. "Services?" she wondered. She made note of the location of the agency on board the station and took off for their office.

  Tina was a "little person". At 26, she was barely four feet tall, but her proportions were just about normal for a human. She actually looked like a young girl, but with breasts. The only "dwarf" parts of her were her arms, that didn't hang exactly straight, but the rest of her was just perfect!

  She walked into the temp agency office and advised the receptionist that she was interested in a travel aid position, to get her back to Earth. The receptionist smiled at her and told her that they actually had a specific program for little people. She gave Tina a touch-screen form to complete and called an interviewer. Tina sat down and worked on the form. She was just finishing up when a woman opened the door to the inner office and asked her to come in. She rose and walked to the door, handing her pad to the receptionist, the information already transferred into the company's database.

  The interviewer, Rose Ann, led Tina to an interview room and closed the door. "Please sit down. Let's talk for a moment about the position." Tina thanked her and sat down. "Are you familiar with our program?" she asked.

  "Only what I've seen on the monitors in the coffee shop," Tina responded, "they say you offer free transportation, room and board in exchange for personal services. There wasn't much detail, but here's my situation. I worked for Intersteller Maintenance until yesterday. Now I'm stranded. I need to get back to earth."

  Rose Ann raised her eyebrows. "Oh, I see. I just heard about their situation. You have my sympathies, and I guarantee we can help you. Let me say up front that most of the services you will probably be asked to perform will be sexual in nature."

  Tina's eyes became round. "What?" she asked.

  "Yes," continued Rose Ann, "you would essentially be a temporary mistress for a traveling executive heading for Earth."

  "Whoa; I'm not sure I'm up for that. I have to sleep my way home? I'd have to give that some thought."

  "Tina," said Rose Ann, "let me explain. First of all there are rules. It's not like they can just do whatever they want. You have some room for negotiation. For example, you can specify no anal penetration, or no violence, or no restraints. They, for example, might request oral sex, with or without swallowing of ejaculate. Like I said, there's a lot o
f negotiation. Also, there is a standardized contract that some of our regulars use. Above all else, our contracts are highly enforceable. Should your situation deviate markedly from your agreement, the contract is enforceable by the local police or security service, and we have a complete compliance history by law enforcement."

  "In the 10-year history of our service, we have never had a fatality, and a very low arrest percentage. For the safety of all parties, as well as to insure our continued operation, we do in in-depth vetting process regarding our clients. We want to be sure we don't put our contract personnel in any form of danger. So, if you're interested, we actually have a special program for little people. It's an incentive for our clients in that the actual space travel would be in a suspended state. You would travel in a container with its own air and nutrition supply. There is a timed reanimation procedure, so you would be fully awake by the time YOU release the door. No surprises. Given that the travel is so much less expensive for cargo as opposed to an assistant that needs a seat, we have a waiting list for people like yourself. In fact, one of our regulars is waiting to depart for earth by way of a number of stops, as soon as we find a suitable partner for him. I believe you, two, would get along quite well. Do you have time to meet him?"

  Tina sat, stunned, processing all she'd heard. She'd have to prostitute herself to get back to Earth. What were her options? She had no money with which to buy food, or to pay for a hotel room. She figured she'd at least meet the man and decide then. How her life had changed! Rose Ann handed her a brochure and a contract and said, "any questions?" Tina had a lot!

  In the end, they developed a check list of things that she wouldn't do. There were suggestions that she couldn't believe anyone would even want to do, but she admired the service for being thorough. She assumed it was easier, and less embarrassing than listing what she would do. It turned out to be the longer list. They also made up a list of things that were negotiable, such as bondage. She saw the "intoxication disclaimers" basically stating that it would be difficult to enforce parts of the contract if certain activities took place when she, or both parties, were under the influence of alcohol or drugs. Basically, she needed to keep her wits about her regarding the question of the negotiable activities.