Free Erotic Stories

One hot weekend (fantasies and reality)

They had been innocently flirting for several years. Friendly neighbors, I guess you would call them since they had friends in common and ran into each other occasionally around their small town. Exchanging messages on Facebook, silly at first, had definitely become more provocative in nature lately. She liked the attention and his suggestive sexual innuendos. He liked her playfulness. And her boobs. She caught him staring at them more than once and may have worn cleavage-revealing t-shirts around his office just to tease him.

Their joking had become serious at times. Shared about their past and current relationships, what they had been attracted to then and what they each wished they could have now. It seemed they were living somewhat mundane, parallel lives. Both of them were turned on - not so much by each other - more so to the idea of someone turned on by them.

Neither of them looking for anything more than a release. A few moments away from their daily routines. From the expected. The hum-drum. Sometimes the flirty texts got a little dirty... sometimes downright raunchy. Their best conversations ended with him making a comment about how hard she made him and she giggled to herself, quickly making an excuse to end the chat and leave him wanting more. She enjoyed knowing she had some "power" over him and she was reasonably convinced that if given the opportunity he would act on it. If she let him.

This time their back and forth had particularly turned her on.

Today while driving home from work she agreed to meet him at the back of his building while he was working late. She knew she would only stay for a few minutes and she knew what she was planning to do. She was in control. What he expected or wanted didn't matter because if she said no it wouldn't happen. Not today. Not ever. She could walk away at any time.

He met her at the door and led her to a concealed area of the shop where he attempted to kiss her. She pulled back while he started talking about something unrelated and she wasn't listening anyway. Kissing was not part of her plan. Neither was making small talk. She stood confidently before him looking into his eyes while she reached her hand between his jeans and his smooth, tan belly. There was no doubt he would let her do anything she pleased at the moment. He clumsily tried to feel her breasts inside her shirt but she shook her head and moved away from his hands. Sliding her fingers deep into his briefs she felt him twitch. The cock he had been teasing her about was in her hand. It felt bigger than she had imagined and was longer than she could hold in one hand. And he wasn't even hard yet. She unzipped his jeans and they fell to his ankles. His underwear quickly followed allowing his entire beautiful cock to flop against his thigh. As she stared at him she winked knowing in moments she would be tasting him. He raised his eyebrow and quietly asked "alright if I cum in your mouth?" Her reply: you absolutely will.

Kneeling in front of him she licked and then parted her lips. Inch by inch she took it all in. Feeling the tip sliding down the back of her throat she nearly gagged but breathing slowly she controlled it so she could swallow more. His shaft was so long that she needed to stretch her tongue out to reach the base. Using one hand as an extension of her mouth she licked and sucked and moaned while gripping his ass cheek with the other and pulling him to her. Making him thrust harder every time he fucked her mouth. She could feel him growing thicker as he grew very firm and pumped faster. She pulled back and ran her tongue over the head just as he exploded. Gobbling him down again he finished spurting all of his sweet cum down her throat.

He extended his hand to help her to her feet. When she stood up he gently brushed the dirt from the knee of her jeans. She wiped the back of her hand across her lips and slowly licked his last drop from her fingertip. Looking back at him as she walked toward the door she saw him redressing. She got into her car without saying a word. They both smiled.

part 2 - SATURDAY NIGHT

After 25 years she knew what his answers would be but like every weekend she asked anyway. His reply was as she expected and similar to last weekend. Hungry? Yes. Cooking? No. So she got dressed to go out to a restaurant which meant putting on a bra and trying to look decent with some hurriedly applied eyeliner and mascara. He said she looked nice. She noticed he didn't look up from his phone when he said it.

While waiting for their dinner they each had a couple of drinks and they chatted about their day, their kids, plans for the weekend, yard work necessary, upcoming family events, and of course, the dogs. The food was okay, the drinks were tasty and the conversation was pleasant enough. They debated going to another bar but she said she was tired and preferred to go home. Her reply was as he expected but he had asked anyway on the off chance they might meet some friends out. He knew it was more likely they would settle in their favorite spots at home and spend the rest of the evening in front of separate TVs.

Happy to get out of her bra again she got undressed and into bed her freshly laundered sheets feeling crisp and clean and giving off that faint smell of bleach she loved. The cocktails from dinner were helping her feel relaxed and a little sleepy. Making herself comfy as she found the remote for her tv she noticed her unshaven legs felt wrong in such a perfect bed but she was lazy and if he noticed he wouldn't mention it. Within a few minutes, he came upstairs to find her naked in bed. He undressed silently and got in next to her. No words needed to be spoken because they both knew what they would do, where to touch, how hard to press, how fast to thrust. He lay beside her and she could hear his familiar breathing when he turned his face toward hers. It felt to her much like this was their routine game of naked Twister. Right hand: breast. Kiss, kiss, kiss. Left hand: pussy. Rub, rub, rub. It felt nice but there were no surprises. He was comfortable and predictable. She knew what he would do before he did it. She knew how it would feel. She quietly made appropriate noises and moved her body in the way he expected she would. She encouraged him to keep going and told him it felt nice. He came.

After he got dressed he went downstairs to watch the game and she rolled over to position herself to best finish what just started. She could feel his hot cum still in her slit as she fingered her clit and slid her fingers slowly in and out of her now dripping pussy. Touching herself lightly at first. Feeling the sensation of the wetness between her soft fingertips dragging his cum up each side of her inner lips and across her sensitive clit. Her thoughts filled with the kinky kind of sex she didn't have with him. To be fair, she didn't ask him for it either. He knew she had a naughty side but it was just in her imagination, right?

She made tiny circles around her hypersensitive clit while her mind wandered filling her with memories of other men she had sex with. How they touched her. How they fucked her. The loud, guttural noises they forced from her. The positions they tried as they used her body to get off and how she had used theirs for her own pleasure. She thought about the ones who liked to play with her boobs and suck or bite on her nipples during foreplay. She remembered the amazing tongue that brought her to climax in a one-night stand in a hotel room years ago. She imagined what it must feel like with one man fucking her while she sucked his friend's cock. Her wetness mixed with his now.

She knew exactly how fast and how much pressure she could stand before the buildup was too much. Her fingers were working the sides of her clitoris like only she knew how to do. Pressing deeper it didn't take long for her to finally release all of her pent-up emotions. She convulsed in a wave she could feel radiating through her making her muscles clench and her legs quiver. After a few moments of weightlessness and her breathing returned to normal.

The spinning in her head slowed and the tingling in her feet stopped. A loud sigh was followed by quickly showering just her lower half so she could climb back into bed without wet hair she was eager to press PLAY so their movie could begin.

part 3 - SUNDAY AFTERNOON

Knowing she had the house to herself for an hour or two she texted him hoping that he was not too busy to chat for a couple of minutes. She missed him. While she waited for his reply she marveled at how much she loved him and how immensely loved she felt by him. Just thinking this made her body react. Her pulse raced as she remembered the last time they spent a day in bed and all the amazing things they had done together. Making love to him was never lazy or boring. He took his time to make sure she was comfortable and knew how much she meant to him. They watched videos for inspiration and suggested new positions they both wanted to try. They explored each other and loved to try new things, all done with love and appreciation for each other. Two givers made sure the other was experiencing as much pleasure as possible. Always wanting more for each other. She wished they could be lying in his bed together right now. She would show him how much she missed him. She wished she could be with him all the time but what she missed most on this lazy weekend day was his touch. His warm whisper in her ear. His fingers grazed her skin. His tongue makes the goosebumps rise. His warm breath on her cheek. Skin to skin. Touching, tickling, caressing, rubbing, holding each other. Together.

Sometimes texts to fill each other in on a recent evening out with friends or plans for the upcoming day were enough to keep them feeling connected. Today she was just plain horny... she was hot and wet reading some naughty texts he had sent earlier. Memes. Cartoons. Pictures. Videos. All of them suggestive and sexual and making her feel hot and bothered. She knew what she was hoping he would do.

Without hesitation, he called. She saw his shoulders relax and heard him exhale contentedly when he smiled and said "hi." His deep voice sounded so sincere and caring. He knew her inside and out and she could tell he knew what she wanted without having to ask. He truly had one thing on his mind now and that was making her feel good. An incredible feeling of warmth and contentment washed over her as she realized he was always there for her. Sharing moments even if they couldn't be physically together. Today she was practically begging him to help her cum. To talk her through this one so she could feel close to him. Of course, he agreed to stay on the phone with her.

She retrieved her bag of toys from under the vanity and easily found her favorite one. Carrying it back to the bed with her she tried to find a comfortable spot and even gave him a peek at what she was doing. He loved to watch and she wanted to please him. Only her insecurities about her body got in the way. It was difficult to let herself go with the lights on and anyone else around but with him it was different. This time she would keep the camera on for him. He told her she was beautiful and she believed him.

She took a deep breath and pointed the camera down. Past her breasts, over her belly, to her glistening pussy. Her fingers were already there pressing her now vibrating egg toward her waiting clit. It made her lips tingle when she touched them rubbing the egg up and down each side and then resting in the center. He was exceptionally good at describing what he would do so it felt as if he was right next to her. Letting him watch the vibrator work in her pussy she listened as he told her where she would feel his breath, how he would use his fingers, and finally his tongue on all his favorite parts of her body. She could feel his intensity and turned up the speed on her toy to match. She jumped when the buzzing quickened and caused her whole body to tighten. With his voice in her ear, he spoke to her, and about her, in a way that made her feel sensual and sexy. All the while making her feel less self-conscious so she was focusing solely on what he was saying. With her toy in her hand, he brought her to the most amazing orgasm. Closing her eyes she could feel him. Oh. God. The pulsing of her muscles forced a short gasp from her lips.

She couldn't help but smile and started to laugh softly. He told her that was hot. She laid her head back and relaxed, listening to his voice, enjoying the glow he had given her and the aftershocks she was still occasionally feeling.

She still missed him but fuck she felt good.

part 4 - MONDAY MORNING

With her eyes half-open to protect her from the sudden brightness of the phone screen she opened her messages. There he was. She knew before she opened it how he wanted this to end. Checking the time and the people in the house she started feeling excited before she even opened his text.

She clicked on his name and saw:

I'M HAVING YOU NOW

He was tall and strong and kept himself in fantastic shape for his age. He knew he was attractive and that women were attracted to him. His hair silvering at his temples he looked like George Clooney - or as he said - "he looks like me." He came across as quiet and confident, in control at all times. Of himself and of her when he wanted her. Truthfully, she loved it. She loved giving all the control to him. She got off on the idea that he could make her do things out of her comfort zone. Always sure of himself he never asked if it was a good time. Even with the time zone differences, he assumed she was his for the taking when he wanted her. The thought that he wanted her had her dripping wet in anticipation of what he would tell her to do next. Saying no was not an option.

START BY RIDING ME SLOWLY THIS MORNING

she grinned as she texted back "mmm hmmm. yes. please"

I AM COMPLETELY HARD FOR YOU

she reached down between her legs as her lips parted slightly

FEEL MY THROBBING HEAD JUST TOUCHING YOUR WET LIPS

it was as if he knew

SHOW ME HOW WET YOU ARE

she ignored his request for a picture and told him "I am so fucking wet right now"

FUCK YES

fuck. yes.

I CAN FEEL YOU DRIPPING DOWN MY COCK AS YOU SPREAD YOUR LEGS WIDER FOR ME

she really was dripping...

SIT UP STRAIGHT AND RIDE ME AS I PLAY WITH YOUR SWOLLEN CLIT

rubbing her clit faster and harder

I AM GOING TO CALL YOU NOW SO YOU CAN LISTEN TO ME CUM

her phone rang and she answered quickly "I can't make any noise, someone will hear me"

JUST LISTEN.

I AM HOLDING YOU DOWN AND FUCKING YOU HARD. ONE HAND ON YOUR THROAT. THE OTHER HOLDING YOUR WRISTS ABOVE YOUR HEAD. THRUSTING MY THICK, HARD COCK INTO YOUR PUSSY. TAKE IT ALL IN. I'M GOING TO CUM INSIDE YOU.

NOW.

she came silently with him

The silence on the other end of the phone told her he was finished with her.