Category: erotic story

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Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

They call me Jamie. Or sometimes, just ‘hey you,’ or whatever name they remember from the last town over. It doesn’t matter. I’m not here to be remembered, not really. I’m here to be forgotten. Or, more accurately, to help them forget. My life is a constant hum of tour buses and hotel rooms, a carousel of tattooed arms and whispered insecurities after the lights go down.

I’m a professional groupie, a connoisseur of the rock ‘n’ roll world. These guys…They rip themselves open on stage, pouring their hearts out for a crowd, and when it’s over, when the adrenaline fizzles and the loneliness creeps in, that’s where I come in. I’m the quiet after the roar, the comfort before the crash. Their temporary distraction. Their Band-Aid.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Jason, I want you to fuck me,” I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth as I stood there, facing my cousin Jason. We had always been close, but this was something entirely different. He looked at me, his eyes wide with surprise. “What? Are you serious? We’re cousins, Amber!”

I nodded, my resolve firm. “I know, but I can’t help how I feel. I’ve wanted this for so long.” He hesitated for a moment, but then I saw the desire in his eyes. He stepped closer to me, his hands reaching out to cup my face. “If we do this, there’s no going back,” he warned. I nodded again, my body trembling with anticipation. “My body is yours.”

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

“Nothing under that?” he asked setting his pack on the floor between us. “Just like you said” I giggled. He put his hand underneath my skirt, no panties and no bra.  

He asked and I delivered. He sighed aloud “how am I supposed to watch the movie now?” I hung my head and giggled. “You owe me, I got us drinks” I shrugged. “Name it” He slid the hoodie off exposing his shaved head and leaned over “you shouldn’t say stuff like that, you don’t know what I might name”  

Now I was laughing, he took my hand and planted it on his head. “Just did it” it felt like peach fuzz. I never understood men with heads of hair shaving it all off. He moved in closer and put his head on my lap, lifted my skirt and pushed himself further until his head was almost underneath. “you just did yours too” we both laughed loudly in the open theater. There weren’t too many people.  

We made plans to watch a movie together but not without drinks.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

A good blowjob is more than just an act; it’s a performance, a communion, a journey to be guided through. From the moment the decision is made, a subtle shift happens. My focus narrows, all senses sharpen. There’s a delicious anticipation that builds, a silent understanding passing between us.

I love the ritual of it. Dropping to my knees, the soft thud of fabric on the floor, the shift in power dynamics as I meet his gaze from below. Reaching out, my fingers are already tingling, ready to receive. The first touch is always ginger, a gentle coaxing as I carefully free his cock from the constraints of his pants…shorts…underwear. He’s usually warm, already eager, and the sight of that dick standing at attention, ready and waiting, sends a little pulse of excitement through me.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I walked into the empty storefront, the echo of my heels clicking on the polished concrete floor. This was it—the future home of OnlyFucks, a place where anything goes and sex is always on the table. No taboo is too weird or wonderful. I could already see the shelves lined with books, toys, and other delights that would make even the most conservative of folks blush.

My best friend and business partner, Jake, stood by the window, sketching out a layout on a notepad. “You know, Amber, this is going to be a fucking hit,” he said, looking up with a grin. “People are going to love it.” I smiled back, feeling a rush of excitement. “Oh, I know. I can already see the lines out the door. But first, we need to make sure everything is perfect.” He raised an eyebrow. “Perfect? Or perfectly filthy?”

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

From the moment he appeared at my table, a subtle electric current had formed between us. He had kind eyes, the color of warm caramel, framed by lashes that were entirely too long for a man, and a smile that crinkled the corners of his mouth just so. His black uniform, crisp and impeccable, did nothing to hide the athletic grace of his build. He wasn’t just bringing water; he was bringing heat.

“Good evening,” he’d said, his voice a low, smooth baritone. “Can I start you off with a drink?” “You certainly can,” I’d purred, letting my gaze linger a fraction too long on his lips. “And you are…?” He’d offered his name, that easy smile spreading. “Liam. And you?” “Stella.” I held his gaze, a silent challenge in my eyes. “It’s lovely to meet you, Liam.”

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Hey sexy!  Come and join me on the floor.  We work so hard all day long.  It’s time for us to take a break.  We need a pause and to just focus on each other.  Look, I’ve even made us a little nest of blankets to snuggle in together.  I don’t plan for us to snuggle all night long.  But there’s no need for us to rush toward any end goal.  We’ve got all night long to get to where we’re going.  So, for now, we can kiss.  Tongues twinging sensually, deeply, and passionately.  Hand touching.  Caressing each other’s skin, waking up those sensitive nerve endings.  Anticipation building.  Driving each other higher and higher in our need and passion with every passing moment.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I leaned against the wall, crossing my legs seductively. “You like what you see, Mike?” I asked, running my hand up my thigh. His eyes followed my every movement, and I could see his dick straining against his pants. “OH…MY…GOD…YES,” he breathed, taking a step closer. I smiled, standing up and walking towards him. “Well, you’re in luck. I have a special surprise for you today.” I reached into my bag and pulled out a pair of fresh, unopened pantyhose. His eyes widened, and I could see his dick twitch in anticipation.

“Do you want to see me put them on?” I asked, holding up the delicate fabric. He nodded eagerly, and I slowly began to slide the pantyhose up my legs, taking my time to make sure every inch of skin was covered. Once I had them on, I turned around and bent over, giving Mike a full view of my ass. I could hear him groan behind me, and I knew he was aching to touch me. But I wasn’t done teasing him yet.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

We both had enough to drink but nothing seemed to stop us; while snacking he told me about himself, his boat and he made a point about being a show off. “Doing well, extremely well for myself. There is no way I would show off” he spoke clearly, I could tell this was a very sensitive subject for him. 

I slipped over next to him, moved in closer, leaning my head to the side resting it on his shoulder. He raised his arm and wrapped it around me. “You really can handle yourself; you kept up with me and my drinking” I laughed, unable to hide, his compliment pleased me.  

“Ok, I think my time is up here” he said checking his phone. “Oh alright” I said glancing over, finding my short shorts. “Well, you can only dock here for so long, I have to move my boat. I didn’t say you and I were through” he said smiling, approaching me.  

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I’m a domme who loves to punish men who drool over me. I don’t like them, I like that they pay me. Today, I’ve got a new client, a man named Jack. He’s a regular caller, but this is our first time talking. I answer the call with a sultry “Oui Bonjour, Jack.” He stammers, “H-hi, Stella.” I can hear the nervousness in his voice, and it makes my pussy tingle. I love the power I have over these men. “So, Jack, tell me, what do you want to talk about today?” I ask, my voice dripping with seduction. He hesitates then says, “I…I want to talk about…you.”

I laugh, a deep, throaty sound. “Oh, Jack, you’re a naughty boy, aren’t you? You want to talk about me? Well, let’s talk about my body, then.” I describe my curves, my small but full breasts, my tight ass, and my wet pussy. I can hear his breathing quicken, and I know he’s touching his cock. They all sound the same when they touch it. I smile, knowing I have him under my control. “Imagine my hands on your dick, Jack.

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