15 Erotic Stories BUNDLE: Huge Collection of Individually Sold Short Sex Stories (15 page)

Ginger slowly closed in on Iris as she sat down, seductively pressing her into the crimson hood of the car; their bodies were forced to slowly come together. She could feel the curves of Iris’ frail form beneath her body, the heat of it radiating through the fabric of her shirt. She shuddered with delight as she pressed on, pushing Iris down.  Her lips found their way to the soft lobe of her ear, resting hot and wet against it.  “I am really good at what I do Iris.  Just sit back, relax, and let the pleasure come” 

Iris moaned at the hushed, steamy whispers along the soft skin of her neck, meant to incite yearning, a small taste of what was to come. She felt a thrill of bliss travel from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Then, a sudden wave of panic as Ginger began to systematically unfasten the buttons to her blouse.  “Wait.”  

“Shh... Ri, let me do this” was Gingers eager reply as her fingers completed their work. The blouse fell free, opening up to reveal the gorgeous sight of perfect breasts held tightly by a laced beige bra.

Iris felt herself fall back, that sable hair cloying around her against the smooth warm surface of the hood.  She felt the breeze as her flesh was exposed, the soft caress of Gingers fingertips as the shirt was pulled away to reveal her snowy breasts. Her heart began to race, pounding like a jack rabbit in her chest. 

“See?” Ginger cooed as she brought her lips to Iris’s nipple, snuggled coyly beneath that sheen of soft silk.    

Iris gave a small cry as her nipple responded immediately to the stimulation, growing hard and pebble-like as it pushed painfully against the confines of that silky fabric.

Gingers soft sigh of excitement was muffled as she brought her head down and trailed steamy kisses along the top of each breast. Deft fingers captured Iris’ erect nipples between her forefingers and thumbs where she proceeded to gently tweak and roll them between her finger tips.

Iris’s eyes fluttered to a close as she sucked in a deep breath, feeling herself getting lost in the way Ginger commanded her body to respond.  She lifted her ivory hand and pushed it through Gingers gorgeous cinnamon hair. It felt like satin between her fingers   “I could ask you to stop.”  Iris spoke with a breathless smile, peering out from dark lashes.

 “You won’t” Ginger replied with sweet confidence “Because you know you need this.”

Iris sucked in a deep breath between her teeth and let her emerald eyes fall to a close. She found herself asking the same question over and over in her head – did she need this? God. It felt so good when Ginger touched her. This amazing, vibrant and fiery woman wanted her. She could, for just a moment in time, have a taste of all that Ginger had to offer.  How long could she truly deny herself such a simple thing? 

“Yes.” Iris breathed “Yes I do” 

Ginger didn’t hesitate; she had been waiting for months for Iris to come around. Ever since that first sweet kiss. If this was their moment, the one she had been waiting for, she refused to waste it. She pulled Iris roughly up against her, cradling the back of Iris’s head with her hand. The girls face pressing softly against her large cushion of breasts. She pulled off the girls’ shirt, whispering sweet nothings as she did. With over-eager hands Ginger reached behind Iris to unsnap the delicate latch the held her tedious bra in place.  It fell away with not much resistance as delicious perfectly round breasts popped free beneath her heated gaze.

Iris looked up to Ginger with a slight nervous pout, stripped of her clothes from the waist up. She lowered her head. Slightly ashamed of her body, unsure if this was what Ginger had been expecting. She lifted her hands in an attempt to cover herself.

“You are beautiful” Ginger reached out to take hold of Iris’s wrists, halting her attempt to hide herself.  “Don’t you dare hide” Ginger let Iris’s hands fall away so she could tentatively lift the weight of the girls petite left breast. She watched Iris’s face as she ran her thumb across the tip of her erect nipple, gauging her reaction before leaning down to suckle on its creamy pinkness.

A slight whimper of pleasure escaped Iris as she wrapped her arms around Gingers shoulders, long ivory fingers laced at the back of her neck.  When Gingers’ moist lips curled around that throbbing nub, Iris felt something hot and moist begin to build between her legs.  She pulled Gin in closer, holding tightly as she enjoyed the sweet sensation of that hot tongue, curling around her nipple. In an act of surrender, Iris titled her head back as she directed Gingers head to the opposing breast.

Ginger grinned and followed Iris’ direction, cupping the other breast in her hand before twirling her tongue around that throbbing peak. She squeezed the soft flesh of her breast between her fingers while teasing it with her tongue. Overwhelming, the need to dominate grew like a fire in the pit of her stomach. She knew she could easily overpower Iris, but that would not be fun. She wanted Iris to submit willingly. Slowly she pulled away, leaning back to look deeply into her green eyes. “That feels good doesn’t it?”

Iris nodded briskly as she struggled with a sudden need to reciprocate. She looked up to Ginger, wanting desperately to return the favor. Without thinking, she lunged forward, her anxious hands tugged at Gingers red tank until she pulled it frantically over her head. To Iris’s great pleasure, Ginger was not wearing a cumbersome Bra. Her grand breasts bounced, heavily swaying as Ginger was forced to take a step back. This allowed Iris a moment to soak up the beauty laid out before her. She was amazed at the perfect pear-shaped plumpness.  Uncertainly, she reached out to cup Gingers right breast in her hand, feeling the weight of it against her palm. “I want to make you feel good too” Iris whispered as she leaned forward and pressed her face into the overwhelming softness. She pulled at the nipple with her lips feeling it grow hard against them before she felt out with her tongue, circling it over and over. The taste of her flesh was enough to drive her mad, an exotic rhapsody dancing over her taste buds.

Ginger had not expected the response she received from Iris. It was eager and mouthwateringly beautiful.  She found herself arching her head back, lips parting as a low moan escaped her lips. Dear God! This was good.  Little tingles ran up and down her spine as Iris worked her tongue around her throbbing hard peak.  Ginger pushed her hands to Iris’s shoulders, using the leverage to push her back. Here actions were driven by need, she fell to her knees before Iris, frantically tugging off her shoes and then unfastened her’ pants, pulling them free of her legs in one smooth motion. “My turn” Ginger purred as she yanked down the girls panties to rest at her ankles. 

Iris gasped at the sudden change in Gingers’ approach, recognizing the look of hunger in her eyes.  She felt her breath catch in her throat as her clothes were pulled away. A shudder of delight ran down her body, as the warm summer air caressed the folds between her thighs. “Ooooh” was an involuntary response; it fled her lips before she could think to stop herself. 

Ginger parted Iris’s lower lips pulling them away so she could run her tongue along the expanse of her crevice. She twirled the tip of her tongue around her clit before slipping a single finger into that tight hole. She appreciated the fact Iris was clean shaven down here. It made things so much easier when it came to delivering pleasure.

 “Ah…” Iris moaned as she fell back onto the car, sucking in a labored breath between her teeth.  Wave upon sweet wave, of wild pleasure rocked her body.  She felt the swift urgency in Gingers digits as they delved further and further into the tight confines of her body. Her slick inner walls began to tighten. A steady, painful throb growing in her deepest regions as she felt herself come close to snapping. The sound that escaped her was animalistic when a rush of moisture erupted all over Gingers hand. 

Ginger sang out at the sweet heady scent of Iris’s sex. She paused only for a moment, before diving in, to lap up the sweet nectar that was dripping down those pale thighs. She captured her clit with her mouth sucking it between her teeth applying just slight pressure before pulling back “So sweet” Ginger curled her lips into a small –o- blowing warm air across that throbbing clit.  

Iris shuddered again, this time cumming so hard her body began to tremble, yet somehow she knew this was only the beginning. This was only part of what Ginger wanted to do to her.  “Gin...” she whimpered as she wriggled beneath her, parting her legs further, exposing herself completely to Gingers gaze.  “Please... ” She didn’t even know what she was asking for. She just knew she wanted release, and Ginger was the one to do it.

Ginger grinned wickedly at the request, so fucking hot.  Still topless, she dug into her back pocket to retrieve the vibrator, a swift flick of her hand and it buzzed to life. “Please what?” she teased “Please make you scream?”  She took her sweet time dragging the vibrator along Iris’ thigh. “Is that what the angel wants?”   She kissed her way up along Iris’s pale body.  Expertly, she lifted one hand, to take both of hers’ and pin them over her head. The other hand, was tracing the vibrator in a slow path around the girls dripping wet entrance. Ginger felt herself growing wet, her thighs sticking together. She would be sure to find her own release before this was over.

Iris was reduced to begging as Ginger teased her, moist lips parting to plea for sweet climax. She arched her back, bucking her hips frantically. “Yes.” she whimpered. “Please make me scream”

“As you desire” Ginger breathed, she pressed the vibrator hard against Iris, resting the tip against the clit while a finger trusted into her moist center.  First one finger, then two and three.  She pressed in deeply only to retreat for the briefest of seconds before pushing hard into her.

Iris let out a yelp as the cold tip of the vibrator touched her clit, its buzzing hum titillating it into wicked response. Iris flew up as a moan of sweet pleasure echoed through her body, then fell back in a panting sweat. Ginger was relentless in her pursuit, driving Iris madly to the brink of mindless pleasure.  She reached a point where she could no longer control the way her body responded, it writhed and contorted uncontrollably beneath waves of pleasure as they crashed down upon her. 

“Cum for me Iris”  Ginger whispered as she trusted her hand once more even deeper than any time before, wanting to wrench that scream from the girls lips. She felt that pussy tighten and constrict around her fingers. So very close now.

Iris thrust her hips forward as her climax threatened to shatter her entire existence.  A long pleasured scream filled the air, shattering the silence of the cliff.  There was a sudden rush of heat that formed between her thighs, waves of moisture running freely down her legs. Iris fell back, trying desperately to catch her breath.  “Oh…my…god...” she whispered between gasping breaths, she was trembling. 

Ginger grinned, and then ran a hand through the Iris’s dark brown hair.  She moved away briefly to tuck the vibrator away into her back pocket.  “Did you like that?” she murred as she returned to Iris’s side.

“Yes.” Iris sighed happily. “So much.”

“Good. Now touch me, feel between my legs” Gingers voice was husky with need. She had gotten herself so hot and bothered; her own body was throbbing painfully.  

Iris sat up, suddenly feeling selfish. Completely concentrated on her own fulfillment, while remaining ignorant of what Ginger needed as well.  She locked eyes with her as nimble fingers lifted her skirt up. That bright orange thong was moist at the center; Iris felt it against her fingertips as she brushed them along the shaved crevice of her body.  “Like this?” Iris said sweetly as she slid beyond the thong and directly into Ginger.

“Oh…oooh, yes, like that”

Iris felt a toying smile play at her lips as she pulled Ginger closer, pressing their torsos firmly into each other.  One hand rested at the Gingers generous curve of hip as the other pressed her finger as deep as it could go.

Ginger rewarded Iris with a low moan, the girl certainly did learn fast. “Suck it Iris, I need your lips against me.”  Ginger found herself pushing Iris to her knees in the sandy expanse of the cliff, pressing her face hard into her groin.

Surprised, but not offended, Iris slowly tugged the thong to the side, before she sent her tongue into wild swirls against Gingers glistening center.  The scent was different from hers; it was headier with a twinge of sweetness. Intoxicating.  Iris pressed her mouth into the center of it, breathing it in as her tongue delved hungrily inside to lap up the juices beginning to flow.

Ginger felt her knees growing weak; unable to stand any longer she fell to the ground, lying back, with her hands over her head as Iris continued.  Ginger thrust her hips up anxiously; grabbing Iris’ hand she pressed it into her vagina. Leading her fingers inside, showing her what to do.

Iris canted her head to the side, pulling her hand back only to push it back in without much warning, this time, slipping a second finger into her, making the silky walls of Gingers pussy stretch and mold around her.  “You feel so good Gin” She whispered as she found a methodical steady pace, alternating how many fingers she used. Two, three, one, three.  Iris continued on watching the sweet expressions of pleasure as they danced across Gingers features.  Each sound that she made only pushed Iris to drive harder, go deeper, wanting to hear it over and over again.

Ginger lifted her ass in the air, sweet moans escaping her as Iris pummeled her pussy relentlessly. She became lost in the frantic waves of ecstasy that were cascading over her body.  Her breasts heaved as she panted out Ri’s name over and over, head thrashing back and forth until the rise of pressure in her burning loins became too much.  Lost in the moment, her release shook her to her core, a violent surge of cum seeping and pouring out all over Iris’s fingers, hand and arm.  

Iris felt pleased with herself, almost proud, as she crawled along the length of Gingers’ body to rest her head on her chest.  Ginger curled into Iris as she did, the two clinging to each other in a tangle of limbs. They were wet from the wasted down their skin matted with dust and sand, but both were grinning like cats dipped in hazelnut cream.