Writing erotica, so my friends say. Want to get horny? See my blog.
I'm good at
computers, high tech equipment (you
name it).
Languages, like
French and
Spanish. I'd like to learn Russian,
Chinese, Japanese. Any teachers out there? Horny teachers?
;-)
Here's a sample of my work: “You have pretty eyes,” he said. He
gazed at her over the restaurant table. She giggled. “Thanks, but
most men prefer – other assets.” She glanced down at her ample
bosom. He smiled. “They don’t know you like I do.” He grasped her
hand and felt the smoothness. She laughed. “One date and you think
you know everything about me?” He nodded. “I can reach right into
your mind and dwell there for eternity, yet to you it would be the
blink of an eye.” She flipped her long brown hair out of her eyes,
unconsciously exposing her neck. He smiled and kissed her hand and
saw the flash in her eyes. She caressed his cheek and casually
looked at her watch. “It’s getting late, you wanna walk me home?”
They got up and she headed for the bathroom. He paid the bill as
slowly as he could, because he could feel his body ache with
desire. He fought for control, shifted his pants slightly to hide
the bulge and waited for her. She came out a moment later and he
took her by the arm and led her out. It had been her idea to eat at
a restaurant 2 blocks from her apartment. He thought first she was
embarrassed about not having a car, but he was glad he was wrong.
The summer air, stifling as they left the restaurant, had flowed
coolly over their bodies. He waited for her to turn away, and then
caught a glimpse of her taut nipples, striving to break free from
her strapless dress. Her soft, pale skin streamed with sweat. They
made it to her apartment at a gallop and she unlocked the door.
“Night cap?” she said. He could barely contain his excitement. “Uh,
yeah.” She smiled, took him by the hand and led him in. The room
was cool and dark. She flipped a switch and a soft light shone. She
put her pocketbook on the couch. “Boy I am just drenched with
sweat,” she said. “I’m going to take a shower to freshen up, do you
mind?” He shook his head. “I feel the same way.” She giggled.” Well
there’s room in there for two.” She smiled. He felt a surge in his
pants. “Well, if you insist.” She nodded and led the way into the
bedroom, slid her shoes and then her dress off and onto the floor.
The view from behind was stunning, even with panties on. Her wide
hips wiggled in anticipation. She turned half to him and he caught
his breath at the sight. Her round, full breasts seemed to move in
slow motion. Her nipples, freed from the confines of her dress,
blazed red as roses in full bloom. She glanced at him, as if saying
‘Well?’ He took off his shirt, his lean 6 foot height stretched to
its fullest. She smiled appreciatively and went into the bathroom.
He took off his pants, felt a raging hard-on try to fight its way
out of his underwear and obliged it by yanking down the briefs.
Shoes and socks flew off as he followed her. She already had the
water on, bent over the tub. He came up behind her and caressed her
lily-white ass. “Ooh.” She stood, turned and embraced him. She had
to reach up, and he met her halfway, feeling her moist, luscious
lips on his. Her nipples brushed against his chest, white-hot. A
leg moved up his leg and around his ass. His erection felt like a
rocket in flight, and in a hurry. They stepped into the shower as
one, arms, legs, mouths and tongues intermingled. He ran a hand
over her nipples and she let out a low moan. He felt her hand on
his dick and she let out a gasp. “That’s the hottest dick I’ve ever
felt!” He looked her in her dark green eyes and buried his mouth
into her long neck. He pressed against her and she backed into the
wall of the shower, and they relished the sensations. Hot water
flowed over them both. But their juices were hotter and he slipped
a finger inside her, wetter than the water. His penis could stand
it no longer and he plunged his 9 inches into her. She cried out
and clutched his ass convulsively, but her did not withdraw until
he had mastered himself again, and then he began to slowly slide in
and out of her. “Faster, faster,” she cried. But he was in control
and he wanted the moment to last. He sucked on her neck, knowing
the hickey would be a large red blotch, a statement to his
longevity. He felt her tremble, then a scream burst out of her and
he felt her vagina contract around his cock. He quickened his pace
as her fingernails dug into his rear, and she wrapped first one
leg, then the other around him. She was entirely at his mercy;
spasms and screams intermingled as her chest heaved in gasp after
gasp. The spasms paused for a moment, and she relaxed slightly.
Then he felt her brace for the next orgasm. His own began to well
and he could not stop it. He pressed harder and rammed himself
deeper and deeper into her. Her contractions started again and her
screams became louder and more desperate. “Fuck me! Fuck me!” He
could not hold back any longer and released his load. His
ejaculation caused him to shake violently, moving in and out of her
spasming body faster and faster and the heat they produced could
have warmed an entire city. Instead their passion burned brightly
and they exploded in pure delight. Both their breaths came in heavy
gasps and it felt like it would never end, and who wanted it to
anyway. But he slowed his pace, and her own quaking subsided. He
stopped, still deep inside her and the final vibrations passed from
her to him. She dropped one leg, the other still clutching him to
her, and then let the other fall as he melted out of her. He lifted
his head, gazed into those perfect green eyes and kissed her full
on the lips, her tongue licking his gently while she gazed back.
Water, come, and vaginal juiced flowed around and out of them. “I
hope that’s not all,” she said. He could hear hope in her voice. He
smiled. “Let’s find out.” He stood, taking the pressure off her and
she collapsed into his arms. He turned the shower off, grabbed a
towel and lifted her up. He carried her to the bed, set her down on
her back and slowly dried her off. He gave his own body a quick dry
and then settled between her legs. He licked her creamy white thigh
and wanted to take a chunk out of it, his hunger was so great.
Instead he ran is tongue the length of her thigh and felt a
vibration run through her body. “Ooh, I like that,” she said. She
put a hand on his head and ruffled his hair. He licked the other
thigh and felt her legs come together, trapping him, giving him
only one direction to go. He headed for the Promised Land. He could
almost sense her tingling as her legs wrapped around his head. He
glanced at her face and her eyes were lost in lust. She gave a
heavy sigh and focus returned, but she stared at the ceiling. He
started to explore the area his cock had just left and spread her
lips. Ah, freshly cleaned and reamed pussy. Nothing smelled better.
He licked the outside and something creamy came from within his own
jism. It didn’t matter to him, it could hardly be told from her own
juices. He licked her clean, poking his tongue inside her. She
tensed and touched his cheek. He heard her moan and he ran his
tongue over her labia. He found her clit, swollen and ready for
him. He licked it, felt her body heave and knew the time for
gentleness was gone. He put his whole mouth over her clit and began
to suck. He sucked like a baby, hungry and needy. He sucked and
sucked, oblivious to her screams, her hands pressing him closer.
While he sucked his finger went inside her, so easily it could have
been a hot knife though soft butter, but she was hot and melting,
bucking and heaving, almost throwing him off in her ecstatic,
orgasmic spasms. But he held his ground and swallowed the juices
she produced, feeding on her frenzy. Finally, when her screams
turned frantic, her hands pushing him away, he stopped. The sheets
were soaked and she lay there like a dead thing, all her energy
sucked out of her. She gasped for air and he moved up beside her,
his tongue flicking a nipple on the way up. He kissed her cheek and
then let her rest. But her passion still burned bright. As soon as
he lay flat she pounced on him, her lips surrounding his tip. He
almost came on the spot, but with a tremendous effort controlled
himself. She ran her tongue along his shaft and he grew instantly.
She plunged his entire dick down her throat and, for an eternity
that lasted 20 seconds, did the same thing to him that he had done
to her: sucked. The feeling of warm, wet mouth and throat on his
pulsating cock almost overwhelmed him, but he held his ground. She
let go of him for a moment, and then mounted him. Her hot, wet
pussy felt just like her throat as she plunged down and up. She
tightened immediately and let out a scream. She sat up, arched her
back and her nipples stood straight out. He reached up and stroked
them and she shook violently. She collapsed on him, her hips
grinding against his; their skin, drenched in sweat again, pressed
hard together. They were one body, in one long orgasmic entwine.
She screamed in his ear and he screamed back, grabbed her ass and
shoved in and out of her for all he was worth. He amazed himself
for lasting this long, but could not hold back any more. His
eruption spewed semen in and out of her, gallons of it, or so he
felt. “Oh God, oh God,” she shouted. He pumped as long as his dick
held out and still felt her body vibrate, her cunt clutching at
him, needing him to last a little longer. He obliged, but his own
strength was waning. He caressed her ass and felt her body come to
a slow, quivering halt. They lay together, she still on top, he
still inside her, for a few minutes, gasping for air. He slowly
sagged out of her, felt his own semen drip out of her onto his
belly. They would need a shower, a real shower, before they went
their separate ways.
