Dirty Erotica Sex Stories

by Jenny Ramshard

  A stunned silence met her words, followed by a mumbled apology.

  “I so deserve your hatred, Dorothea,” Cal admitted, adding in a halting tone, “You’re such a sweet gal, and I acted like a total cad. Is there any chance we could meet up in 10 minutes at Club Tropicale?”

  Culver had heard enough.

  “Hey Jackass, this is Culver Clayton, the owner of Club Tropicale,” he bellowed over Dorothea’s shoulder. “I’m afraid you’re too little, too late. You are hereby officially banned for the club, for life. And as for Dorothea? Well I sincerely hope that she’ll be mine for just as long.”

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 35

  “Damn it, Sean, act like a real man and get the hell outta the house!”

  Henry Reigns, Sean’s 44-year old father and a successful realtor did not like the image of his son. He had broken up with his girlfriend, Karlie, for nearly a month and Sean would not even go out with his friends. He only attended college and did not talk much; it was more than clear to Henry that he had to do something about it. Sweet talking to his 21-year old son had not worked. Tough love could well do the trick, although it could backfire.

  Sean, sat in his bed, looked like a broken young man. After dating Karlie for a little more than a year, he was trying to get used to living without her. Deep down, Sean knew that it would be very hard for him to get over her, but it seemed that he had given up on himself. Always a fan of health food and an athlete (free diving and basketball were his favorite), he had now turned into something completely different: A junk food eater and a hardcore gamer. It would definitely not take long for him to stop looking as great as he did: 6’2”, 192 lbs, with short, dark brown, wavy hair. In fact, the thing that people would first notice on his hands, were his bulging veins. Dark-complexioned Sean was popular with girls. However, he was not as confident as he should. They would often complement him on his oval-shaped, hazel eyes and his curly eyelashes, as well as his full lips.

  Henry’s yelling had a profound effect on Sean. Not used to his father’s tone, he just looked up at him in sheer amazement.

  “Burgers and computers… What a waste of life. I thought your mother and I had raised a man, not a pup. Look at you.” Henry went on.

  “Dad…” Sean sighed.

  “What?”

  “Nothing. It’s just… You never yell at me, that’s all.”

  Henry sucked in a deep breath, took a few steps towards his son’s bed and sat beside him.

  “Son, you know I love you, don’t you?”

  “Yeah, what does that have to do with anything?”

  “It has everything to do with your current situation. You can meet all the Karlies in the world and they’re still gonna treat you like crap. Trust me. I’ve seen it happening with me, before I met your mom.”

  Sean was offended by his father’s remark.

  “Don’t talk about her like that, dad.”

  Henry laughed, briefly.

  “It’s nothing personal, Sean. But, the way I see it, there are more of her kind out there. You know, the one that takes guys for granted.”

  Sean nodded in agreement.

  “You’re right about that.” He said.

  “Well…” Henry said and patted Sean on the back with his left hand.

  “I got a job for you today. A friend of mine, well, his ex-wife, just bought a house in Malibu and she needs some help.”

  “Dad, Malibu’s like an hour away from here!”Sean’s voice got high pitched.

  “That a boy. I’ll drive you. Besides, I got a business appointment at 11:30 in Malibu. Oh, and before we leave, please, throw a shave and take a shower.”

  Sean finally smiled at his father. Malibu was more than thirty miles away, but he had missed some quality time with him. His ordeal had messed him up so much that he had not done many things he liked for a while. One of those things was spending some time with his father. Henry was only 23 when Sean was born and they were very close, despite their occasional arguments.

  At about 10:05, Sean was already outside, waiting for his father in his silver Lexus.

  The drive to Malibu lasted a little more than fifty minutes. Henry stopped outside a large beach house on Pacific Coast Highway.

  “Ok, her name’s Ava, go ring the bell and tell her I sent you.”

  “You’re not coming with?

  “No, son, I’m already late as it is. I’ll be back in a few hours to pick you up, ok?”

  “Ok…” Sean murmured as he got out of the car. The house itself looked huge from outside, modern and quite luxurious: A doorway made entirely out of marble led to the massive, white, aluminum front door. A well trimmed lawn lay on both sides of the doorway. The walls were painted light beige.

  Sean walked up the doorway in navy blue shorts, a white tee and a pair of sneakers and rang the bell.

  When the door opened a few seconds later, Sean could not believe his eyes. He was expecting to see a middle aged woman, but what he saw was beyond his imagination: A tall, voluptuous brunette in her mid-thirties, wearing pink shorts and a white tank top. Her eyes were big and a somewhat rare shade of green. Her large, D cups were busting out her top. Ava’s golden complexion and her lush lips added to Sean’s amazement.

  “Yes?” A sweet voice came out of her mouth, but Sean was so stunned by what he had seen that he could not utter a single word.

  “You’re Henry’s son, aren’t you?” She smiled at him.

  “Y…Yeah.” He stuttered.

  “I’m Ava, Ava Redfield. Nice to meet you. Come on in.” She opened the door and invited him.

  Sean walked inside, only to confirm his suspicions. The house was really big and despite what his father had told him, it really did not need much. Furnished and spotless, it looked like Ava had kept herself busy cleaning. A fireplace laid to the left, under the 20ft high, brown walls. A white leather couch was close to it and a big screen TV was in the corner. To the right, an open kitchen with a granite counter. A tall, aluminum window was right above the counter.

  “Come, take a seat. Can I get you anything? Some coffee, maybe?”

  “Yeah, coffee sounds nice.”

  Sean followed Ava to the kitchen and sat on a stool, behind the counter. It was a good chance for him to stare at her, while she made the coffee. Ava looked phenomenal and he could not take his eyes off of her.

  “So…” Ava said.

  “You may be wondering why you’re here.” She added.

  “Well, yeah, it doesn’t look like you need much.”

  “Your mom told me about you.” She said, while handing him the coffee mug.

  He was surprised. Sean had always wanted to keep his personal life private. The last thing he needed was gossip.

  “My mom’s been talking about me?”

  “There’s no need to get angry, Sean. I know, we’ve just met and all, but, before you say anything about what happened between you and your ex, let me tell you about my divorce.”

  “So… You don’t really need any help here, do you?” He asked.

  “Nah. That was just some excuse for your father to get you out of the house. Trust me, young man, self-pitying won’t get you anywhere and it sure as hell’s not gonna bring her back. Anyway, I’m just glad to be back in LA. It’s where I grew up.”

  Sean kept nodding, silently agreeing with what Ava was saying to him. She was more than just a beautiful woman; she was a lot more experienced than him and had been through a lot more than just a breakup in college.

  Two hours into their conversation, Sean discovered that Ava could become a really good friend. She was smart, funny and understanding. The age difference did not seem to matter; they were both having a lot of fun. He could be very sarcastic at times and Ava was amused. Nonetheless, Sean had a feeling that they could not be friends.

  “How the hell can I be friends with someone that damn hot?” He wondered. Surely, Ava would eventually date somebody. H
er admission that she was all alone at that time was weird enough. She had just moved back from San Francisco and only stayed there because of her ex-husband, a lawyer working at a major law firm. Ava was working as an interior designer and was obviously very good at her job.

  A few minutes later, the door bell rang. It was already 1:50pm and Henry was there to pick up his son.

  “What a great piece of ass… too bad that moron, Jake, left her.” Henry remarked, ten minutes into their drive home.

  “Dad…” Sean sounded as if he was reprimanding his father.

  “What? Your mom’s not around, son. And she is really hot, isn’t she?”

  “Yeah, she is.” Sean giggled.

  Henry looked at his son and they both laughed. Apparently, Sean’s visit to Ava was just what he needed to lift his spirits. The bulge on his crotch was an unexpected bonus, though. There was nothing he could do about it. Her big breasts, her complexion, her long legs and that big, round ass were more than he could handle.

  “I would fuck that pussy like there’s no tomorrow…” He kept thinking.

  Moments later, he received a text message on his cell phone.

  “Thanks a lot for this, I had a great time. Just wanted to let you know I’m here for you… Ava.”

  A broad smile was painted on Sean’s face, as soon as he finished reading her message.

  “I had a great time, too. The pleasure was all mine. See you soon.” He replied.

  Sean would often fantasize about girls he knew. It did not matter to him whether he was in a relationship or not, fantasizing was part of his male nature and he loved picturing women, doing all sorts of crazy things in bed. However, there was something that kept him from doing so with Ava. He did love her looks, but, deep down, he had a feeling that he would do something wrong. She had been really good to him. In fact, Sean had had such a good time that he would not even reprimand his mom about gossiping.

  “I’m gonna let her off the hook. I just wish all her friends were as hot as Ava and less nosy…” He thought.

  Lost in his thoughts, Sean did not realize that it had already been more than an hour since they left Ava’s. The two men were home.

  Henry opened his car door and his own phone rang. A few seconds later, he turned to his son and said:

  “Ava’s coming over tomorrow morning.”

  Sean felt his heart pounding inside his chest. He did want to see her again. Less than twenty four hours later felt too good to be true.

  “She is?”

  “Yeah, she said that she and your mom have a lot of catching up to do.”

  “Hmmm… best day I’ve had in a long time…” Sean mumbled as he walked inside the house.

  It was only lunchtime but Sean started thinking about what he and Karlie used to do on Saturdays. Saturday nights were a big deal while he was dating Karlie, but he had not been out in weeks. That Saturday night would be no different. However, there was a happy thought in his mind: The image of a gorgeous woman.

  The rest of the day was quite uneventful. Sean played a few video games, but decided to return to his old habits, as far as food was concerned. That night, he only had a small sandwich and went to bed, eagerly anticipating the time he would see Ava again.

  “Rise and shine!” Sean thought he was in a dream when he heard Ava’s voice, in much more familiar surroundings than her house. He was still in bed and looked at the clock on the right hand side of the wall. It was 9:50am and there she was, all dressed up in a fancy, red, polka dot dress, wearing matching three-inch high heels.

  “Your mom let me in, I asked her about you and she thought you wouldn’t mind.”

  Sean rubbed his blurry eyes, trying to take in everything.

  “Oh my, Sean, have I caught you at a bad time?” She asked, playfully and put her right index finger on her lips.

  “Um, no, it’s fine…” He hummed and tried to get out of bed, but stopped, abruptly. He realized he was completely naked.

  “What’s wrong, Sean?” She asked, putting both her hands on her waist. Sean kept looking down. He did not want to face her.

  “Oh, no!” She exclaimed.

  “My dear Sean is butt naked!” She went on.

  “I can’t help it, darling. I need to see how happy you are to see me…” She said and walked up to the foot of Sean’s bed. Then, she slowly turned around and bent over. She put her hands on each hip and raised it enough to fully expose her ass. She had no panties on. Ava looked back at him. His eyes had opened widely.

  “Look at that ass…” Sean thought and seconds later, he felt sweat dripping from his brow. He tried to wipe it with his right hand, but, as soon as he did, Ava’s image disappeared. He opened his eyes and looked down, at his chest. It was soaking wet. His dream was so vivid that he felt his dick very hard underneath the sheets.

  “Oh, my God, this can’t be happening!” He thought and put both his hands on his face in despair. He lay back in bed, trying to snap out of the whole thing and relax.

  Sean took a look at the clock. It was 4:20am.

  “Damn it, she’s gonna be here in a few hours. What the hell am I supposed to do?” He wondered, but his eyes were much too heavy to start thinking about how to handle it. Two minutes later, Sean was asleep.

  Sean woke up to Ava’s sweet, feminine voice the following morning. With his eyes still closed, he smiled. The smile was quickly wiped off of his face very fast, though.

  “Shit, what about that dream last night?” He said to himself.

  “I’m not going downstairs. Hell, no. I’m too embarrassed…” He finished his thought. After putting on the same shorts he had on the previous day, he heard a knock on the door.

  “Hey, Sean, it’s Ava, can I come in?”

  “I’m so fucked!” He said, but had no choice. He could not say “no”.

  “Sure, come on in.”

  Ava walked inside his room. He stood by the left side of the bed, barefoot and wore nothing but his shorts.

  To his astonishment, Ava wore the exact same dress she wore in his dream. There was something different about her. She was not dead serious; instead, she had a big smile on her face.

  “What a treat…” She said, staring at Sean’s perfectly sculpted midsection. He never had much hair on his broad chest, but his abs were cut and his shoulder muscles were extremely toned.

  “Good morning!” She said, cheerfully.

  “Um, good morning, I guess…” Sean murmured. Too embarrassed to even look at her, he sat back on his bed.

  “What’s the matter, Sean?”

  “Uh… I don’t wanna talk about it, really.”

  Ava walked up to his bed and sat by him.

  “Come on, Sean. Aren’t we supposed to be friends?” She said, in a sweet tone.

  “Yeah, we are, it’s just…”

  “It’s just what?”

  “I had a very strange dream last night.” He whispered.

  “And you were in it.” He added and turned to his right to face her.

  “Really? What was I doing?”

  “Well, here’s the thing. You were teasing me. Sexually.”

  Upon Sean’s last statement, Ava burst into laughter, adding to Sean’s embarrassment. He quickly averted his gaze from her.

  “See? That’s exactly why I didn’t wanna say anything about it.”

  A minute later, Ava stopped laughing and took his right hand in her left palm.

  “What can I say, Sean. I guess I still got it. Oh, and I’m flattered, by the way.”

  “You are?” Sean said and his voice got high pitched. That time, he chose to look at her right into her eyes.

  “I am…” She said, in a low tone and reached out to touch his abs with her right hand.

  “These feel very good to touch…” She continued, rubbing his rock hard abs.

  Sean kept staring at her in disbelief.

  “This’d better not be another dream…” He mumbled.

  “It’s not…” She whispered and leaned towards h
im.

  Just as they were about to kiss, Sean heard footsteps on the stairs. He heard his father’s hoarse voice.