Erotic Sex Stories

Having been born into a home where nudity was the order of the day I never really thought much of it when I was younger. I had seen my two brothers and my parents in the nude so much that it didn't make much of an impression other than I did notice how much bigger my dad's penis was than the two boys. Other than experiencing some minor "penis envy" (why did they have those things sticking out down there and I didn't?) I never really paid any attention.

After a full day of sun, I started thinking about what trouble I might get into that evening.

I had enough of the dive bars Jane and I had been going to all week. There didn't seem to be any place to dance on this island. No easy relaxed places where you can get close to your partner, with no one smashing into you holding their beer bottles or pink cocktails.

I walked to the edge of the surf and watched the sun as it moved closer to the water. Jane had left early that morning to take care of things at home. She offered no real explanation as usual. Jane and I had been travel buddies for years and I was used to her erratic behavior. She had no job but owned rental property, a sick mother and a crazy daughter.

My name is Samantha, or Sam for short. My introduction to the world of great sex happened when I discovered my neighbor, Paul Dirk, was fucking my two daughters, Susie at 19, and Becky at 20. Then he seduced me. But this was only the beginning of my transformation. My husband Cal was a complete loser. He had not fucked me in years. He was a sot. His drinking started with dinner and only stopped when I dragged his sorry ass to the master bedroom on the ground floor.

Having Paul giving me hard fucks was great, but something had happened when I had spent so many hours watching him make love to my daughters. I had watched him screw my daughters in the cunt, and in the ass, and in the mouth. I had grown to want some sex for myself.

I arrived at the college Friday morning, equal parts excitement and apprehension filling every fiber of my being. Sure, the nonchalant air I gave off was to mask the fear of being away from home for the first time in my life, but I think I did a convincing enough job nonetheless. I had fooled everyone, I was sure, except for my sister, who was a junior. Once Mom and Jessica had helped me settle into my room they disappeared, as they often did after weeks or months of not seeing one another, to “catch up on things.” An hour or so later they returned, Mom kissed me good-bye, told Jessica to watch out for me, and she was on her way back to Macon.

“Now that she is out of the way…” Jessica began with a laugh. “Okay, first of all, big party tonight.

I have been looking forward to this night ever since you mentioned your fantasy of being tied up. I have plotted, and planned, and now here you are.

I pull you into my arms, embracing you, as we kiss passionately. Holding you close our lips caress; soft, warm, and wet; mmmm !

I sneak my tongue into your mouth and you hungrily suck on it as shivers run up and down my spine. Your tongue finds mine and I feel the rumble of your moan as your hands pull me closer. After what seems hours of play our tongues are released, and, as I pull away, I nibble your bottom lip softly.

My hands move from around your body, down over your hips, to cradle your arse. I feel your already hard cock pushing against me, and I shift slightly, so it presses closer to my pussy.

Andy, a high school senior, was sitting in class cracking jokes, during a test. The entire class snickered and tried their best to to focus. The teacher yelled at Andy over and over trying to get him to stop. Finally the teacher snapped and gave him detention for the rest of the week. He quit telling jokes and sat back. At the end of the class he turned in his test and met up with his best friend. "Dude, you screwed up there," his friend said.

"I deserve the detention, so whatever. Later man it starts in ten," Andy said walking off.

Andy was given the task of cleaning out the Freshman lunch room and break area. When he finished at 8:00 pm, he was allowed to go to back to his locker in the senior section of the school.

Hi, I am Maggie. There's no mister at the moment, I'm afraid, but I have always considered myself straight. I work for a local PR agency, and between work and friends, my life is quite busy. But, I find time to do the things I love. One such thing is tanning.

Living alone on a tight budget is hard. But I lucked out. It turns out that my older neighbor owns a tanning salon and keeps a bed in her house. I made friends with her (before I knew about the tanning bed), and she lets me use it whenever I want. I even have a key to the house so I can use it, because, frankly, she isn't home a lot. Gina is my neighbor and she's in her mid-forties, but she is very nice. She owns a tanning salon in the downtown area. Her house is quaint, but she could afford to do better.

When I was younger, my parents knew a lovely couple by the name of Brad and Janie Rothschild. They had been friends with my family since before I was born. I grew to know them as Aunt Janie and Uncle Brad, even though there was no blood relation between us. They were the parents of two young beautiful girls, Grace and Erin. Erin had been adopted but Grace was their biological child.

Grace, being a little older than I, would on occasion house sit while my parents were out of town or on a date. Over the years I came to know Grace and her family extremely well. When I stayed with them, Grace's father, Brad, often took the time to help me with my homework or to simply chat with me.

I've always been overly sexual and sensual.

Eventually they got to their destination after a one hour drive, a twenty-minute walk and down a long, long set of stairs set into the cliff side. They had finally reached the secluded bay and the beach that John had found on the map.

John and Sarah were brother and sister, he 21, she 18. Sarah had recently split from her long-term boyfriend and John was ‘free and single’. John therefore suggested that they have this sunny break on the island of Ibiza to “get away from it all” and Sarah had agreed. Just the two of them.

After two days on crowded beaches amongst the throngs, john had decided that this wasn’t getting away from it all.

Amanda moved the phone to her other ear once it started ringing, looking at the bare walls of her bedroom and still finding it strange. “Hello,” she heard from the other end of the line on the second ring.

“Hello, Nick. Sorry I couldn’t come over today. Did everything get there okay?”

“Nothing’s broken, Sis. You can stop worrying now. Don’t worry about having to work, either. It’s not like I have anything better to do,” Nick answered and then laughed.

“One more trip left. I can’t believe I’m moving back into the house.”

“I can’t believe I’m still here, but life doesn’t always work out like you plan.”

“Tell me about it. I should really get some sleep so that I’m not exhausted tomorrow when I have to pack up what’s left and make the drive.