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Erotic Tales: 3 free & hot sex stories guaranteed to get you in the mood!

Fancy some erotic fantasies? People have become much more open when it comes to the topic of “sex” and so women and men alike enjoy erotic tales. We have a small collection à la literotica for you, which is guaranteed not to leave you cold. Make yourself comfortable and relax with our sexy stories! There are sex stories between two same sexes, as well as hot sex between a man and a woman. Sit back and choose your favorite! And by the way, you might even get one or two new ideas for your own sex life.

Hot and erotic stories: My boss

Erotic tales for lesbian - fantasies with boss in home office

My boss, Julia, is sitting in her immaculate gray and yellow home office and has absolutely no idea what I’m up to under the table. I’ve never done anything like this before – hadn’t really considered it as an option – but when the video chat rang and I approached the computer, I made the hasty decision to just quickly throw on a shirt and get to it. Since I started working from home, it’s happened a few times that I’ve looked a little disheveled for our video meetings. But I don’t usually sit there naked from the hips down with a vibrator inside me. And it’s also usually a lot easier to ignore the pretty line of her lips with her signature light pink lipstick at work meetings. And the way fine lines form around her eyes at the corners when she tells bad jokes she finds funny.

Now I’m having a hard time staying focused….

…while she tells me about the new project she’s assigning me. In my defense: It’s nearly impossible to concentrate on anything but the constant vibrating inside me and the lush wetness and lust gathering between my legs. I rock forward to push the vibrator to another spot. And as it presses so perfectly against me, I have to cough to hide the moan that tries to escape me.

“Gee, that didn’t sound good,” she says worriedly after my coughing fit, “are you okay?”. As always, the concerned mom friend…. I nod, “I’m fine, sorry, just a quick coughing fit.” She watches me closely for a moment longer and I can’t help but picture her in bed with the same intense expression, perhaps with a vibrator between us.

“Anyway,” she tucks a strand of her blonde bob behind her ear, “we should call it a night, you’re busy now.”

“Yeah,” I grin at her, “Have a nice day Julia, don’t work too hard.” She smiles back, “You too Melanie.”

I wait for her to sign off first….

… And immediately thereafter place both feet on the edge of the table. I run the tips of two fingers along between my legs, spreading my wetness over my throbbing labia, before pushing them both inside me, pushing my toy in deeper as well. My fingertips stimulate that sweet spot inside me as my body writhes in pleasure. I play faster and faster with my clit, my body swaying rhythmically to increase the intensity as I keep rubbing my fingers against my G-spot.

Julia appears in my fantasy. Her lips kiss my belly and move lower and lower until her warm mouth surrounds my clit, her lips soft and her tongue insistent sometimes inside me, sometimes with wild and at the same time sensual movements on my clit. I moan, touching my clitoris as I imagine the movements of her tongue. Soon the growing intensity reaches its peak. I clench the toy and my fingers tightly until the vibration and pressure are too much, and come with a strangled cry as warm waves run through my twitching body.

Erotic tales for women: Hot missionary position

Erotic tales and sex stories for men and women

We went to a place far enough from home to have all the freedom we could want. It started with a text message that I used to laugh at, “I still want you.” That day I replied, “I’m starting to believe you.” For a while, I had pretended it didn’t mean anything so we could move on to casual conversation and not wake up with our unfinished business.

We had chatted on and off for months and I even had my first online sex with him. He texted me about how we were going to feel together again, and I could barely keep a straight face in my office, wet and full of lust. I was high on it for weeks.

When we arrived, I remembered that I had thought better of not showing up, and was suddenly overwhelmed with guilt. He undressed me and touched every single part of me, kissing me all over. He licked me and I came and my legs wouldn’t stop shaking. Here I was, kind of awkward, and he was so gentle and passionate…. And willing to give and take only as much as I allowed.

He lay down on top of me…

…and let his cock rest right on top of me. I wanted to feel him inside me so badly. He moved up and down my clit and I gave in to that rhythm and moved with him in the most sensual missionary position ever. I could feel him hard and warm against me, about to penetrate.

He took my ankles and clamped them under his knees. I was wide open and wet, but he was just rubbing against me. He felt superior. It was intimate, and I pulled him tighter against me. I came and held him while he rubbed even harder. My body relaxed as he came on my belly, and I will always wonder if he enjoyed this encounter as much as I did.

Erotic tales and sex stories: The shot

Hot oral sex between man and woman with recording

When he arrived, I had set up the tripods at opposite ends of the bed so that they were out of each other’s sight. My cell phone was already recording.

I had no panties on, my butt thrust up in the air and face down. “I like it.” He kissed my butt, took off his top, put his phone on the other tripod and started recording. “Stay right there, still and quiet, and don’t come until I give you my permission.”

He set his phone down, knelt behind me and started licking me from behind. I was wet just from the anticipation of how he would find me in this pose. He stood up, slid two fingers inside me and curled them toward my G-spot while pinching my nipple. I was dripping wet and he was moaning with arousal. I was breathing harder and harder and he reminded me, “Not until I give you permission.”

I began to consciously breathe deeper….

…to slow the explosion that was building around his fingers. He started kissing my neck and rubbing my clit. I didn’t know how to hold back the orgasm and an involuntary whimper escaped my throat. And that’s when he paused and said, “Ooohh, good girl. We’re about to reward you with more than you can take. Now it’s my turn, I want to cum in your mouth.”

He took off his pants and lay down on the bed. I held his cock in my hand, moved it up and down and took his balls in my mouth. I kissed him deeply at the base of his testicles and smiled as I felt him tense with pleasure. I could feel myself getting dripping wet from my suppressed orgasm.

I paused for a moment…

…and rested my head on his stomach. He laughed a little. “I know, baby.” I continued kissing his balls and then took his full length in my mouth, feeling him in my throat, “Ohhh.” I massaged his balls, sucking on his glans and teasing him with my tongue, driving him crazy. Then, in a rhythmic up and down and back and forth motion, I felt him move toward my mouth.

I could feel his thighs tighten and knew he was about to climax. In and out as deep as my throat would allow, he finally exploded in my mouth. I sucked as I moved up, pressing my tongue firmly against him as I moved back down. He held onto the side of my face with one hand and I could tell he’d had enough. I continued a little longer, just to tease him some more. Then I swallowed and moved towards him.

I lay next to him with my leg over his….

…and said, “I owe you one.” He knelt between my legs and began to move up and down. I impatiently lifted my hips up toward him.

He grabbed my ankles and wedged them under his knees to hold me firmly in place. Then he thrust in all the way, so hard that I had to gasp for air. He brought his full weight down on me and purposely rocked into me and I held him tighter as I climaxed. The scream I held back was felt throughout my body.

He slowed his pace just a little, then pulled my legs apart and thrust into me hard and fast. I raised my hips so I could feel that thrust against my clit as a second orgasm overwhelmed me. I let go of him, grabbed a pillow and cried into it. Until that moment, I didn’t know I was a screamer.