Oral Sex(1)

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Tell Me a Story

A blowjob story in a blowjob story

“Tell me a story,” she said, rolling to her side, her back to him, so he could spoon against her. Late afternoon winter sunshine angled in through her bedroom’s bamboo blinds and that, along with the candles she habitually burned on the bedside table, gave the room a sepia tint. This is the way they usually spelled themselves and talked between fucks. He was hoping that she wasn’t interested...Read On

Quickie Sex(1)

5

Office Space

Work is its own reward.

He unbuttoned her jacket, slid it down her shoulders and off, and draped it over the back of a chair. Next he unbuttoned her blouse. Her bra latched in the front and he unhooked it and ran his hands over his round breasts. She shuddered, chilled. Her nipples stood out hard and resilient as rubber toys. “What do you think about when you’re jerking off,” he said. “Being on my knees,” she...Read On

Seduction(1)

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Helping Jan

Sometimes all you need is a little encouragement

The Last Time We’d just finished having lunch together, a local café in her neighborhood, Friday afternoon. We used to work together several years ago; now we just got together once in a while to catch up. The day was warm for mid-October, and clear, with that wonderful golden light. I was parked around the corner. She lived only a couple blocks away. I used to live in this neighborhood...Read On

Straight Sex(5)

1

The End of the Affair

Or is it?

The ribbons and dollops of cum decorating her chest and belly leap from the surface of her slick skin and are sucked back into the slit of his ruddy, rigid, pulsing cock. The hot, white cum gathers quickly into a stream above her sweat-sheened flesh and rapidly arrows back into his prick, which he strokes overtop her while making slightly strangled-sounding gasps. The head of his tool bulges,...Read On

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Post-Modern Love: Part 1

Is he? Or isn't she?

To: TouchOfGray From: A.M. Subject: Lushstories Feedback Dear Touch, I’m sure you thought there was only a slight chance that you would hear from me again someday. “Slight” is sometimes enough. I have to believe, however, that you never expected to hear from me via this venue, an erotic story Web site, nor that I would somehow stumble across this little trio of stories about us: “Tell Me...Read On

2

Initial Public Offering

A ten-year seduction. A grand day out.

He gets in the passenger seat next to her, almost uncertainly, and as if sensing something, glances out his window around the restaurant parking lot. He wonders if he’s dreaming. He hears the first tentative tink of big summer raindrops on the roof of her van. “So what did you forget to tell me?” he says softly. She unbuckles her seatbelt, slips out from behind the steering wheel,...Read On

3

Listen

What we talk about when we talk about lust.

“You have to go?” she said. “Eventually,” he said. “We all have to go eventually,” she said. “Yes, well. I won’t be convinced until they put the pennies on my eyes.” “You really would want to live forever?” “It’s the only way I can come up with to avoid dying,” he said. “I don’t know. Maybe living forever would be a bit much. But dying? Ick. I can’t even stand falling asleep. I feel...Read On

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Talk To Me

The words keep them coming

His first and largest jet of cum leapt from the swollen head of his cock and glazed her extended tongue. Still lying on her side, the semen dripped from her tongue to the corner of her mouth, some landing on the bed, as he continued to spurt into her, or wherever she was aiming him. “Fuck, baby…” he whispered, over and over. “Fuck. Fuck.” When he seemed to be finished, she took his cock...Read On