Kinky Callie: Five Hardcore Explicit Erotica Stories (2 page)

“Do what?”

“Well, you clearly did better at weightlifting than he did at gymnastics, so why the hell did you want me to vote for him?”

I smiled and said into the phone, “Well we knew his coach was going to go for him no matter what, and I didn't want you and his coach to end up in a battle over it.”

She laughed on the other end. “Oh, Honey, I’ve known Coach Simpson for twenty-two years. We wouldn't have been battling.”

“Oh well,” I said, “No harm done.” We confirmed a workout on Monday, and I hung up the phone. I felt another spasm in my pussy and remnants of pain in my ass.
No harm done at all.

The Slut Wife’s Confession

A First Lesbian Sex Erotica Story

by Callie Amaranth

all rights reserved copyright 201
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Hot Days and Scorching Nights Erotica

My Dearest Reggie,

I hope you are doing well and that work on the location is progressing as you have expected. You told me to prepare for your return, and I think I have. I must admit something, and I hope that you will find it as enjoyable to read about as it was to experience.

I have slept with Lena. It was all that I fantasized about and more and I hope when you return you will allow me to seduce her into our bed where we can take her together. It happened quite suddenly. We were enjoying a glass of wine and somehow we ended up talking about you. She asked how I handled being away from you, and I made a joke about the toys I kept on hand in the nightstand drawer. From there, we started talking about past sexual experiences and before I knew it, we were kissing passionately and excitement was rising in me wildly like prairie fire.

You know that she looks divine with long blond locks falling down her back almost to her round butt. She is a voluptuous woman with curves to die for, big round breasts, long legs, and milky, soft skin. I felt my pussy becoming wet as soon as I put my hands under her red sweater so I could caress her back and undo her lacy black bra. It was even better feeling those heavy breasts in the palms of my hands.

I gently pinched her nipples, feeling them harden between my fingers. Lena quietly moaned and took sweater off. She tossed it on the floor and stepped out of brown corduroy skirt. She stood in front of me wearing only small black panties. They were so small that a little wisp of golden hair peeked over the waistband. I could see through the lace that there wasn’t much other hair there. She looked so smooth with perfectly shaved skin.

I inhaled deeply, looking at her gorgeous body, and quickly undressed myself. When she stepped forward, though, I said, “Wait just a second; I want to get the massage oil.” I went to get it, excited because I wanted to explore every inch of her body, and what would be a better way than massaging her, right? I know that I love when you massage me, my darling, so I knew that my first lesbian experience wouldn’t be awkward if I tried to do what you always do for me.

Lena had stripped off her panties by the time I returned. She waited for me completely naked, laying on her side and stretched out on our pink satin sheets. I thought of the last time you and I had made love right where she lay, and I said, “I
want to touch every inch of your body. I want to feel that beautiful skin of yours under my fingers.”

She smiled widely and teased me with, “Who’s stopping you?” I put a generous amount of lavender oil on one hand, rubbed it against the other hand to warm it up, and then told her to turn over onto her back. Lena did as I asked, and I straddled her and put my oily palms on her breasts. I circled around her breasts, squeezing them gently. While she moaned softly, I made smaller and smaller circles, approaching her erect nipples but trying to keep the anticipation high.

Finally, I couldn’t wait any longer and I reached for the nipples and squeezed them, spinning them between fingers, as Lena drew in her breath sharply. The sight was so alluring that I took my hands away and leaned down to massage them with my lips, kissing them gently and sucking them into my mouth. All the while, Lena’s moans grew louder, and I felt just as stimulated as I would have if I’d been the one getting all the attention.

I lifted my head, and put my palms on her sides, squeezing her waist and then moving downwards. “Spread your legs, Lena.” I ordered.

She obeyed and spread her legs wide, allowing me access to her perfectly shaved pussy, which was already shiny and wet. She felt warm when I cupped her mound with my hand, and when I moved it back and forth over her, she moaned again. I smiled and licked my lips. “Oh, Lena, you’re so excited. Let me help you.”

I got more aggressive and focused on her clit. She moaned and breathed in fast, short gasps. I slowly slid one finger into her, quickly adding another one. Her clit was so pink and alluring that I just couldn’t resist. So, I leaned down and licked it. Her reaction was so profound that I went a bit crazy. I sucked on it like on a hard candy, and then I pulled my fingers out of her, licking her all over and pushing my tongue into her. I have to tell you that the taste was erotic and musky, and I wondered if you tasted the same thing when you licked me.

I got a bit of a devilish idea, and I reached for the massage oil while I sucked and licked at her. I poured it onto my hand, and it was amazing to look at her soft milky skin as some dripped through my fingers and onto her naval. A bit flowed down to the tip of my nose as I tried to get as much of my tongue into her as possible, and it was amazing to smell the rush of fresh lavender as I tried to fuck her with my mouth.

Here’s the devilish part. As I licked her, I dropped the bottle and used that hand to grip her ass tightly. The other hand, the one completely covered in oil, I moved
underneath her, and without any warning I pushed two fingers into her tiny asshole. She screamed in surprise, but after the first sharp cry she let out a long low moan. For me, it was amazing because I could feel her clenching the fingers and I could almost feel them against my tongue as I wriggled it inside of her pussy.

When I lifted my mouth to focus on her clit, I began wiggling my fingers and pushing them in and out. By this time she was pushing her ass against them, so I let go of her and used the other hand to push into her pussy. I had two fingers in her ass, two fingers in her pussy, and my mouth was devouring her clit. It didn’t take long before she was crying out and cumming, her ass squeezing the two fingers in there and her pussy clamping down on the other two.

A strange thought ran through my head right then, and I imagined you with us on the bed, pushing into her young, sweet face. I moved my fingers, worked my mouth, and imagined that while she turned her head back and forth and moaned uncontrollably you grabbed her hair and pushed your beautiful cock past her little red lips and into her mouth. As her groans and moans grew louder and louder, I imagined how they would sound muffled as you pushed in. I imagined her eyes growing wide in excitement and even a little bit of fear as you kept pushing until you were forcing her to take every bit of you into her throat.

The thought of all our rough fantasies coming to fruition made me a little cruel, I suppose, because I moved my hands furiously even though I knew she was becoming too sensitive for more stimulation. I didn’t stop. She reached down and tried to push my face away, but I didn’t stop. She was shouting now. “Oh! Oh God! It’s too much!” He voice was strained, and I stopped without withdrawing my fingers. Forgive me love, but the thought of your cock making her choke and gag was powerful, and as soon as she breathed out, “Thank you, Honey. I was getting too sensi—” I started slamming my fingers back into her. She was so overcome she was almost crying, but I saw her whole body arch as another orgasm overcame her.

This time, she was able to stop me. She sat up and put both hands on my shoulders to push me away. She looked at me with a strange combination of lust, anger, gratitude, and malice. A cruel smile formed on her face and she said, “You shouldn’t have told me where you kept your toys.”

She pulled open the nightstand drawer and pulled out my long pink vibrator. Then, she noticed the large red dildo I still hadn’t had the courage to use, and she took that instead. All gentleness was gone from her eyes, and I guessed I deserved it.
When I’d left her to get the massage oil, I’d slipped out of my housedress, but I still wore my little sheer camisole and my panties. She made short work of both. She dropped the toys onto the bed and roughly turned me around so I faced away from her on my hands and knees. She yanked my panties down and then ripped one of the straps on my camisole as I fell to the bed and she pulled it off. She flipped me over, and there was fire in her eyes as she climbed on top of me and pressed her mouth to mine.

These weren’t the exploratory and passionate kisses from earlier. Instead, she forced her tongue inside of me with vengeance and power. I felt her hand between my legs, but she didn’t stay there. She brushed against my pussy for a brief moment before she broke the kiss and sat up. I felt her spread my legs and then lift my legs up, pushing them back until my knees were against my breasts. “Hold them up,” she ordered viciously.

I obeyed, feeling my heartbeat start to go crazy as I held under my knees and pulled them against my chest. “Don’t you dare let go,” she said, and then I felt her tongue snake inside of me. The feeling was wonderful, and I cried out with the sensations. She moved upward and focused on my clit. I felt one of her fingers entering my pussy and then another. She raised her head and looked me in the eyes and said, “Don’t let go.” The, she began moving her fingers in and out me quickly and forcefully. My eyes grew wide and I stared at her. She never took her eyes off my face.

I saw her reach for the oil with her free hand and she poured it over my pussy and her fingers. It kept streaming from the bottle over me, sliding down to my ass and dripping onto the sheets. She pushed a third finger into me, and my pussy felt so incredibly stretched. I groaned as she moved her fingers, and then her smile grew cruel again. I smiled inwardly because I was certainly enjoying her attentions, and any attempt she was making to get back at me for the forced second orgasm resulted only in pleasure for me.

Then my eyes grew wide in horror as I felt the dildo—the one I’d not yet mustered up enough courage to try in my pussy—right up against the tiny untouched opening of my asshole. I know how much you want to try anal sex with me, my love, and I appreciate more than you know the patience you’ve shown me. Every time I’ve felt your cock right where that dildo was, I refused you; and every time you accepted my refusal with gentle resignation. Lena gave me no chance to refuse at all. While three of her fingers thrust in and out of me, she slammed the dildo home.

The pain was so overwhelming, that I let go of my knees, but my whole body had clenched up tightly, and they remained against my breasts. The moment it was inside of me, Lena began moving it in time with her fingers; and in only fifteen or twenty seconds I forgot about the pain because I felt a strong, long orgasm rush over me like a summer thunderstorm. Oh, it felt so good, and especially because of the monstrous thing in my ass. It felt like I was electrified, and the excitement was almost unbearable. It was my turn to grow sensitive now, my turn to beg her to stop; but she was just as cruel as I had been and it felt like I didn’t stop cumming for an hour.

Of course, it wasn’t an hour but probably only about six or seven minutes. When she finally stopped, Lena came closer and kissed me, gently caressing my wracked body. We lay together for a while until she finally said, “That was wonderful, Annie.”

“It was,” I agreed, and then I thought of you, My Darling. I turned my face so that we looked directly at each other and said, “I hope you know we don’t have to hide this. Reginald and I have discussed having a threesome for some time now, and he gave me permission to experiment a bit while he was gone. It really felt so good, and I’m going to write him to tell him all about it. He will probably want to join us, next time. Will that be okay?”

“When will he return?” she asked.

“His project completes in four weeks,” I said.

“Then the answer is no,” she said flatly. I was a bit floored by her response, but I smiled when she added, “He may not join us next time or the time after or the time after. In fact, I imagine there will be at least a dozen or more next times before he even gets home. He’ll have to be satisfied with joining us many next times in the future.”

I giggled, My Darling and couldn’t wait to write to tell you what to expect when you return home. This happened yesterday morning, and I’m sorry that I’ve just taken the time to write you this afternoon. I’m afraid Lena’s estimates were off, and we’ve filled more than a day with next times. She finally dozed off with exhaustion, and I’ll join her as soon as I’ve put a stamp on this letter.

I love you and I await your next time, and as always I remain

Your loving wife,

Annabelle

Bend Me Over, You Brilliant Beautiful Boy

A
First Anal Sex Erotica Story

by Callie Amaranth

all rights reserved copyright 2013 by
Hot Days and Scorching Nights Erotica

I don’t even know his last name
. The thought hit Jamie like a blow to the head when she felt Brandon’s hands on her ass. It wasn’t the first time she’d felt his touch. In fact, she’d felt his hands holding her as they moved desperately together in a first urgent bout of sex just this evening. Hell, she’d felt his hands on her head when he came in her mouth just moments ago. She didn’t know why is should suddenly occur to her while she was bent over with her legs spread about to go another round that she didn’t know much about him at all.