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EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
I see you sitting on the bench as I pull up in my golf cart. I am a Park Maintenance worker and I have been watching you every day walk through the park. I noticed you sat on the bench overlooking the river which is a favorite of those seeking private sex spots. I throw on my jump suit and gather my tools and step into my cart. Unknown to you I have been watching you on my computer as the park is loaded with security cameras. I pull up to where you are and say,” Good Morning may I clean here or would you like to continue your privacy”. You smile and say, “You may dance from a pole for me anytime you like”. I am shocked at you being so forward and then I notice you have no bra on, and your nipples are poking through your shirt. My erection becomes noticeable to you and you smile with pride as if you have been presented an award. I say, “Miss will you please sit in my cart while I clean the bench.” You move to the cart without asking why. I begin foaming down the bench and wiping it down. I am talking as I am working explain that all this is new stuff that must be done because of Covid 19. I am scrubbing away, and I feel your eyes raping my body as I work. I finish and glance at you sitting in the cart with your skirt pulled up playing with your juicy pussy. You see me looking and say,” Do you think you can help me”? I say,” Yes” and take my jump suit off to reveal a throbbing erection. You smile and say,” Good I was going to hold your cart hostage until you satisfied me”. I bury my face between your legs and sink my tongue inside you. You moan with ecstasy as my tongue begins to flicker at your clitoris. You reach down and grab the back of my head as you begin to orgasm. It is like you want to stuff my whole head up inside you because you are so driven with the desire for more pleasure. You begin to squirt all over my face, and I drink all your juices I can. You are out of breath and glistening with sweat. The seat on the cart is the perfect height as I stand and slide my cock deep inside you. I begin to thrust hard and fast and the cart squeaks as it rocks back and forth. You let out a scream as you burst into orgasm. I feel it building and sink my cock balls deep inside you and explode with warm spurts of cum. You can feel me squirting inside you and your orgasm intensifies. I pull my cock out of you and wipe it off. I quickly get dressed and say, “Well Miss would you like to help me do the maintenance next week same time. You are glowing with satisfaction and say, “You can maintenance me anytime you want”. You reach into your purse and get a business card and hand it to me. I smile at you and say, “My name is John”. You smile and say,” I am Katie”. I give you a long passionate kiss and say,” I hate to leave but I will call, and we will go to dinner”. You smile and say,” And we will have desert at my place” I feel a stirring in groin as I think about desert at your place and the things I can do with Ready Whip. We hug again and go our separate ways.
By John Harrington5 years ago in Filthy
SINDAY ; ) Day 5 Short Erotic Stories
DAY 5 Short Erotic Stories Chapter 5 BUS part 1 It was the last trip of the night. I was the driver of the party bus. Many beautiful women all around… I dropped most of them off at their destinations. There were three beautiful women left. The sexiest one was 45 years old she reminded me of Jessica Alba, except with a little more thickness in all the right places. Then were 2 more, one was 26 years old and the other was 32 years old. There was a bachelor party that had ended that night, and these ladies were tipsy. I saw how hard it was to for them to make it to the party bus.
By LB Harpdog Creator Of Bampires5 years ago in Filthy
Sexual Healing
I pulled the last dregs of energy from the bottom of my weary soul and forced it out through my hands. They warmed against the chest of the frail, nameless child who was writhing in the grips of a fever dream. The miasma of sickness and darkening auras from dozens of stricken Normies overpowered the flickering fluorescent lights in the repurposed building. I had no idea exactly how many were laying on cots in the crowded room. Their faces and names had all blurred together after hours of energy healing.
By Terri Storms5 years ago in Filthy
A Midsummer Wet Dream
It's Friday, and just like any other Friday, I'm glad it's finally here.For me, that usually means binge-watching a series on Netflix for hours or pretending that I'm James Stewart from Alfred Hitchock's infamous film Rear Window, but today is different. You see, I have new neighbors moving in this weekend, and they aren't your ordinary neighbors. It's a guy..well, an attractive guy with two women accompanying him. Based on their interactions with each other as they were coming in, I got the impression that they weren't kinfolk. Now, since I'm as nosey as they come, I decided to introduce myself as they were coming out. I greeted them as if I were meeting someone's parents for the first time. Eager to make a good impression but not overbearing. I could see it written all over their faces that they weren't expecting New Yorkers to be this welcoming. Luckily for them, I'm not from around here. Being from the south, it's in my blood to know the people I live around and not just to be nice. It's also just in case someone starts actin' a fool so I can get out of dodge. However, in this case, leaving never came across my mind, breathing either, but I just had to know more about them.
By imthenwgirl5 years ago in Filthy
Survival of the Smoothest
The bed squeaks are drowned by the moans and hisses of a passionate night. What made us human stayed out of the room as we let our most primate instincts take over us. We came into the room ripping our clothes off and catching our breaths as we clumsily made our way to the bed. And it was in this moment, this crucial moment to my performance, in which I decided to pull away and apply the brakes. She seemed confused and crazed altogether. She lunged for more. I was the fire, and she was the moth.
By Jose Duron5 years ago in Filthy
