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Ghosts, Episode Four: Control

An erotic fantasy inspired by Charles Lakante’s “Radio Ghost” starring Paula Shy, and “Introspection” starring Delphine.

This is a continuation from episode three, which was posted on this blog on November 14th 2016. The story so far: Paula feels a presence in the house with her, hungry to seduce her. Its touch becomes tangible as it guides her to masturbate, tormenting her with the loss of control until it finally allows her to orgasm. Paula hears footsteps approaching.

The story continues…

A beautiful blonde, angelic looking girl was standing right in front of Paula.

‘They call her Delphine!’ Paula said to herself. ‘How do I know that?’

Delphine was wearing nothing but a sexy black thong, almost transparent, that revealed more than it concealed. A red ball gag held between her teeth meant she was unable to speak.

The sight of this beautiful angel drove Paula’s flames of desire higher. Delphine’s perfect breasts were screaming out to Paula’s tongue, begging to be licked and sucked. Her luscious body cried out for attention – but was Paula even allowed to touch her?

The mysterious presence was observing both Paula and Delphine from all sides, and its desire and hunger were twice as palpable. Paula was scared even to caress Delphine’s skin, but she was literally aching to, her longing becoming overwhelming.

She is yours, as you are mine…

An unexpected gust of warm air blew across Paula’s erect clit, sending shivers of pleasure coursing up her spine, making her beautiful thighs tremble. Was this the permission she had been waiting for?

Paula could sense the presence’s approval of her kinky desires, but there was something more. Paula was aching with the desire to get much closer to Delphine’s perfect body and do incredibly dirty things to her. It knew what Paula wanted, and it wanted to watch every single detail.

Without waiting a second longer, Paula’s craving hands snaked toward Delphine, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her close. Paula could feel Delphine’s silky skin pressing against her own naked, excited body. She could feel Delphine’s nipples getting stiffer against her own. She could feel Delphine’s gagged mouth drooling onto her neck as she kissed and licked her sweetly. She could feel that sexy thong rubbing against her own mound, a flimsy barrier between their pussies where a burning sexual heat was building. The presence was right there basking in that warmth and admiring the view from down below as well.

Delphine’s subtle moans of pleasure betrayed how aroused she was, yet she had not moved a muscle since Paula had laid eyes on her, accepting everything Paula did to her with total submission. The more Paula licked Delphine’s neck and chest, the more her passion grew. Enjoying the show from much closer now, with its desire and hunger growing, Paula could sense the presence demanding more.

In a fever of excitement, Delphine’s left thigh slipped between Paula’s legs, rubbing against her drooling pussy, making her hard clit pop out from between her labia like a nail. A wet trail of Paula’s sticky juices glazed Delphine’s upper thigh, lubricating it. The amazing feeling of her warm, toned thigh stripped Paula of the last vestiges of her control.

Possessed by a wave of unstoppable lust, Paula grabbed Delphine’s hips and pulled her even closer, grinding her pussy on Delphine’s thigh. Paula’s hand shot to Delphine’s breast, squeezing the soft round flesh, tickling her hard nipple, while her other hand went to Delphine’s perfect ass, grabbing at her ass cheek, using her palm to pull the submissive woman to her. Paula’s mouth was all over Delphine’s lips, sucking on the saliva soaked ball gag, licking her mouth in a frenzy of uncontrolled lust.

Having this incredible living sex toy at her mercy was an erotic dream for Paula; her pussy was dripping juices, rivers of slick cream leaking onto Delphine’s thigh. Paula began to push her tongue between Delphine’s lower lip and the ball gag, trying to force it into the gagged beauty’s mouth. Frustrated, she bit Delphine’s lower lip and spanked her ass hard, grabbing the stinging buttocks and digging her nails in.

Paula’s tongue found its way around the side of Delphine’s gag, and she wedged it in, spanking her harder and harder, her moans of desire filling the room. Delphine’s softer moans could barely be heard from behind her gag, her mouth so full of the hard plastic ball and Paula’s soft, probing tongue. Her pussy began to drip juices as well, forming a puddle where it mixed with Paula’s cream on her thigh.

Drooling, kissing, sucking and spanking, Paula was totally wild. She was unconsciously rubbing her pussy faster and faster on Delphine’s wet thigh. The feeling of total control over a living sex toy had woken a hidden side of Paula, a deeper aspect to her personality that she had never been aware of. Another Paula, darker and kinkier, had emerged – one that wanted to dominate, control, penetrate and play roughly with her new toy.

‘So this is how it feels. Is she me?’

This almost unbearable storm of pleasure and lust was in total control of Paula. And the presence was loving it! It watched and admired Paula as she devoured Delphine’s perfect body with a deeper desire than its own. Paula’s sexual hunger for Delphine was infinite; she demanded more and expected to get it!

After one last powerful spank, Paula gazed into Delphine’s eyes and removed the ball gag. Flecks of warm drool covered Delphine’s angelic face. Those crystal eyes looked at Paula in such a way that she couldn’t resist.

Dropping the drool covered ball gag to the floor, Paula brought her hand up between her own legs, covering her fingers and palm with her pussy juices. Her fingertips slid between her labia and inside her hole, covered in wetness. She brought her hand up to Delphine’s mouth, smearing the liquid over her cheeks and lips.

Delphine’s face was shiny with drool and pussy juice, each stroke of Paula’s hand driving her flames of passion higher. Paula began to lick the wetness from Delphine’s face, pushing her tongue inside Delphine’s mouth, making her suck on it like it was a cock that she craved.

In the heat of her lust, Paula could also feel the presence yearning for more. An invisible force pulled Delphine’s thong down, leaving her completely naked, her wet pussy available. As soon as Delphine’s thong touched the floor, it exploded into a shower of wet drops that sprayed Paula and Delphine, wetting their naked skin.

As she stared her new toy in the eyes, Paula’s hand felt its way down Delphine’s body to her pussy. Keeping a close watch on Delphine’s face for her reaction, Paula ran her fingertips across Delphine’s throbbing clit, sliding her fingers between her lips and dipping them easily into her wet, open hole. Paula traced circles around Delphine’s hole, careful not to touch her clit, making her quiver and almost beg to get fucked.

Delphine was already on the verge of losing control, moaning and trembling, a look of intense pleasure on her face. Paula could feel her pussy dripping juices, her clit pulsing and her hole convulsing – the urge to get fucked was compelling.

Paula loved being in control of Delphine. She knew she could do anything she wanted to her without resistance. She wanted her to feel the sexual pleasure her body was craving, but not before she satisfied her own sexual hunger.

Right at that moment, a cold gust of air wrapped around the girls. Paula knew the presence was angry. Suddenly, a rope appeared out of nowhere, wrapping tight around Paula’s ankles, wrists and neck. It tugged her away from Delphine’s quivering, luscious body just enough to prevent her from rubbing her pussy on Delphine’s thigh.

Paula was taking too much control. She was disobeying the presence by putting her own lust first.

To be continued…

 

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The Life Erotic nominated for XBIZ Adult Site of the Year award!

We’re so excited to announce that The Life Erotic is on the finalist nominees list for the Adult Site of the Year – Erotic award at the 2017 XBIZ Awards.

We pride ourselves on pushing sexual boundaries with beautifully daring film and photography here at TLE. We feature gorgeous girls exploring the darker side of pleasure with kinky games, fetish fun and BDSM adventures. We love what we do and we hope you do too, so being nominated for this prestigious accolade means the world to us. XBIZ is the premier authority on adult industry news, so what they don’t know about the entertainment world isn’t worth knowing!

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My pantyhose fetish

I have a thing for pantyhose. I love feeling them stretched tight against my pussy when I’m not wearing any panties. I like to stand in front of the mirror, admiring myself in a short dress, flashing my nylon-covered crotch, then gradually revealing it more and more blatantly. It makes me so wet, imagining a stranger’s eyes on me, seeing how aroused I’m getting as I give him or her an illicit show.

Do other girls get a thrill from doing this? I’m sure they must. That’s why I love the pantyhose photosets and movies on The Life Erotic. It’s a turn on for me when the model starts out with her pussy and ass covered by pantyhose – especially the sheer, flesh-colored ones – and then rips them open to show how juiced-up she is.

When I’m alone, I put on a pair of sheer pantyhose and rub my fingers over my clit. Touching myself through the nylon feels really different to doing it naked. There’s a certain smoothness, but also more friction. It can make me cum almost too quickly, I struggle to hold back and draw out the pleasure. My nails scratch along the seam, which I make sure is positioned right over my clit, easing my hood open a fraction more every time. Pretty soon, my pussy spreads open and my pantyhose are all wet; then I press my fingers as far inside as the fabric will let them go. I don’t care if they tear or hold by then, I’m too far gone.

When it’s warm out, I like to go out wearing a pair of pantyhose and no underwear. Before I’ve even left the house I’m getting wet, and that feeling of my juice spreading out over the crotch of my pantyhose makes me even wetter. I take a walk and look out for other women in pantyhose. When it’s hot, the constraints of my hose and the heat combine and I get a little sweaty, which makes my pantyhose cling even tighter to my legs and ass. I’ll go into town and walk up and down the steps to the public library, hoping someone’s close enough behind me to catch a glimpse of my wetness.

I used to keep my fetish to myself, but now I have become confident enough to share it with my partners. It has led to some very intense encounters that are more adventurous than you would imagine someone like me would ever experience. I think when I’m wearing pantyhose I feel a lot braver and more daring. I am attracted to other women wearing pantyhose. I haven’t had that many partners, it’s not like I’m looking for a relationship with another woman, but it is something that fulfils a need in me. I have hooked up with a few women through a dating website and that’s how I discovered scissoring. There is nothing in the world more arousing than grinding my nylon clad pussy up against another as she runs her hands over my thighs and rubs her stockinged feet over my breasts and face. That is so hot!

My boyfriends discover that if I’m wearing pantyhose they have a green light. I love sitting with my legs crossed as a man’s hands caress my legs, fingers sliding between my thighs to rub my pussy. My most adventurous lover didn’t just use his fingers; he fed on my fetish, getting off on rubbing his cock on my pantyhose. He was a foot taller than me, and would turn me around, lift up my skirt and push his erection inside the waistline of my nylons, bending me over as he peeled them down just enough to enter me. If I kept my legs tight together, his thrusting would grind my clit against the seam of my hosiery; then he would cum fast, pulling out just enough to shoot his spunk all over my pantyhose. When he was done, he would pull them back up over my hips and rub his cock against me while it was still stiff, so his jizz spread all over the soaked pantyhose. I cannot tell you how hard that used to make me cum. My fantasy now is to find a guy daring enough to wear pantyhose for me, and let my rub his stiff cock through the nylon, and grind against it until it’s soaked with my pussy cream and his cum. I masturbate whenever I think about that…

 

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Ghosts, Episode Three: Disorientation

An erotic fantasy inspired by Charles Lakante’s “Radio Ghost” featuring Paula Shy.

This is a continuation from episode two, which was posted on this blog on October 10th 2016. The story so far: Paula feels a presence in the house with her, hungry to seduce her. Its touch becomes tangible as it undresses her, binding her to the staircase. The mysterious presence guides her to masturbate, tormenting her with the loss of control until it finally allows her to orgasm.

The story continues…

“Our bodies are the gates and our senses the keys. Once those doors are opened, everything can flow in. Or out...”

A small desk lamp stood on the clean parquet, the only source of light inside the dark, narrow corridor. Paula stood beside the lamp, completely naked. Inside the claustrophobic space, she could almost feel the cold caress of the walls on her skin.

The storm of sensations running across her body and mind were dancing a chaotic ballet. She felt disturbed. Where was she? What was this place? There was a strange silence, the kind of silence found on a late summer evening, when even the crickets are still.

The air around her moved, stirred by a presence unseen.  It was here, watching her…

Paula could feel it staring, carefully observing every millimeter of her. It loved to admire her, and took a particular liking to her erogenous zones, staring at her most intimate parts. With no restraint, it viewed her from all angles, inspecting her pussy closely, moving around her body to gaze intensely at her asshole and pussy from between her cheeks, surveying her heavy breasts.

She could sense its hunger for her again, a ripple in the air around her. She could feel those millions of eyes on her pussy and asshole, pressing up against them. Her body was screaming to be penetrated and pleasured hard, over and over. The sight of her naked pussy, available, wanting, drove its excitement levels out of control once again; not because it wanted to fuck her but because the excitement born from its gaze had filled Paula with heavy desire – it was Paula who was begging for satisfaction and she didn’t even realize it.

Deep down inside, nerves took hold – the dank corridor left her disoriented and confused. Yet those invisible eyes all over her body made her feel so loved, admired and desired. Paula felt a pang of fear; she was completely at its mercy. She could neither see nor touch it, but she could feel it all over her body. She was perfectly aware of its predatory desire for her, of the infinite sexual hunger for her, and she knew that it could jump on her in a matter of seconds and do whatever it wanted, hard as it wanted and for as long it wanted. It was this fact that turned her on so much, and filled her with unbridled lust.

Paula could even perceive every single dirty thing it might do to her. If only it had its own body to play with hers – it would’ve sucked her toes while foot fucking her pussy, it would’ve licked her armpits while squeezing her breasts hard with one hand and teasing the hell out of her pussy with the other, it would’ve tongue fucked her bellybutton while finger fucking her pussy, toying with her G-spot, then licked and tongue fucked her asshole.

This never-ending storm of filthy thoughts filled Paula’s mind in the blink of an eye. She wondered were these thoughts coming from her or was it already fucking her in her mind? It didn’t matter, Paula was horny, that much was clear; goose bumps rose on her skin, her nipples popped up, begging to be sucked, and her pussy spread open, her hole glistening with the first signs of juice as her clit began to twitch and harden, yearning for attention.

Paula’s toned thighs rubbed against each other, titillating her pussy, making her even hornier. She was on the verge of losing control completely and she could feel its admiring gaze encouraging her. Its excitement was growing in tandem with hers, she could feel it tasting her first drops of pleasure, anticipating whatever was coming next – something much more intense and kinky.

As Paula became more aroused, she grew more expectant, feeling that at any moment it would take her any way it pleased. She was begging for it with every nerve in her body. But still it held off, surrounding her. It was there, a millimeter from her naked, soft skin, and it was waiting patiently.

A barely audible creak broke the silence; the front door at the end of the corridor slowly opened. Distracted by the unsettling sound, Paula’s beautiful eyes moved to watch. Outside was darkness; more than a mere absence of light, it appeared almost as a dense, oily liquid filling the space beyond the door. The dim light from the lamp revealed a staircase descending into the gloom, where a strange and unsettling red light began to glow.

‘Is that the exit? Is it letting me go?’ Paula was even more confused. The sexual excitement suffused her, building to a furious lust that stimulated every inch of her perfect body; and as the door opened she suddenly realized that she could move freely.

Why was she still there, at its mercy, then? It wasn’t holding her any more. It was outside her body. The exit was in front of her. She could leave and forget that place at any time, she could be free from its will, from its hunger and desires – but was this what she actually wanted?

The way out had no visible appeal; it was suffocating and oppressive. Those stairs filled her with a sense of dread, as something even scarier lurked beyond them. It was almost as if outside the door there was nothing but a shapeless mass, dull feelings and soul blindness. Nothing Paula recognized as a part of herself. She knew deep down inside that stepping through that door would’ve been like rejecting her very own essence somehow.

The door was there, opened wide, but it wasn’t calling for Paula at all. With complete freedom to move, Paula decide to stand still, her eyes on the open passage to nowhere, feeling its gaze on her naked body, from every angle. A gust of warm air travelled gently between Paula’s thighs, and moved around her.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her; someone or something was approaching!

Paula felt vulnerable. Who was it? She was completely naked, stalked by an invisible predator – just thinking about it was driving her sexual excitement through the roof. She didn’t want to turn around. The footsteps were very close to her now, she could even see the top of a long shadow materializing!

Step after step.

The shadow was right behind her. She could feel the unmistakable warmth of another body.

‘Turn around!’

Something was compelling her to turn and discover who it was standing right behind her. She was scared and incredibly excited, her pussy drooling juices all over her inner thighs and onto the floor. Now the mysterious presence seemed a little further away, as if enjoying the whole scene from a distance. Why?

Paula slowly turned around. Her heart beat rapidly as the sexual excitement boiled inside her. Her bare feet moved on the warm parquet, stepping in the sticky drops of her own juice.

What she saw standing there before her blew her mind.

To be continued…

 

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Alone: craving my own touch

Erotic fiction inspired by “Not At Home” starring Emily J

Don't get me wrong; I love traveling, and I love visiting my family. I just can't be myself here. It's been so long that I am no longer used to company. When I am home by myself, I rarely even wear clothes. I’m naked all the time, even when I’m doing my chores. I am free to do what I want. At any given moment, I can touch myself, enjoy my body in privacy. Not here.

It only took a few days of being here to realize how much I have changed. I am no longer used to conversation where I have to mind my manners. Here, I can't talk about my desires and fantasies. I can't watch my favorite erotica over a bowl of cereal, masturbate, and then go about my day. I feel like I’m going crazy!

Right now, we are all sitting at dinner. I am outwardly calm, but actually thinking about a sexy story I read. My imagination gets vivid. I am replaying the carnal images in my head as I ask my cousin to pass the salt. I slightly regret reading it before coming down to dinner. The more I fight it, the more it takes me over. I am so stirred up. I feel like a caged animal. I am craving my own touch. I can think of nothing else but having an orgasm as I sit smiling calmly, picking at my food. I feel dizzy just thinking about touching myself. It's so inappropriate to feel this way right now. I shut my eyes for a moment, trying not to think about sex as I wipe the corners of my mouth with my napkin. I am about to burst!

“May I be excused?” I ask abruptly. I don't wait for a response from anyone but walk swiftly out of the room. Maybe it’s a bit extreme. Instead of going to my bedroom, I wind up grabbing my wallet and keys from the table in the hall, and driving to a nearby motel. I just want to be alone. I don't want to hear any other voices but mine. I don't want to be around anybody. I’m craving the touch of my own hands and nothing else.

I check in and go straight to the bed. The room is homely and dusty, perfect actually. I don't want to see any more fancy things. I take off everything except my sweater and lie down on the bed. The silence is so soothing. I stare off into space a while, relieved to be in my own company. I’m finally free to be myself. I run my hands down my body slowly. I pull up my sweater and caress my breasts. I haven't held them in days. My skin is craving my hands like a long lost lover aches for their partner.

I begin grazing my nails over my torso, slowly whirling my fingers over my skin, crossing my ribs, and curving down to my hips. I lick my lips as my fingers take turns sliding over the crease of my pussy. My clit is already swollen and yearning for friction. I continue to tease myself just a little longer: up and down, up and down, soft and slow. I insert my fingers in my cunt and look down to see how wet I am. My fingers are slick and soaked from just one dip. I suck my fingers into my mouth to taste myself. I’ve missed the taste of my juice, so sweet and slippery. My mouth is watering, saliva trickling down my chin. I lick as low as I can to catch every drop.

I spread my legs wider and stick two fingers from my left hand inside my pussy. My right hand circles my clit just the way I like. It’s exactly what I’ve wanted to do for days. I curve my fingers inward, massaging my G-spot. My right hand circles faster. My pussy juices leak down to the sheets beneath my ass.

Suddenly my phone rings. I'm sure someone has noticed by now that I’m no longer in the house. I smile to myself, knowing I will have to come up with some lame excuse. I don't care right now. All I can think about is my orgasm. My desire to touch myself has taken over my sanity.

I moan breathlessly as I finger-fuck myself harder. My feet roam restlessly over the bed, my whole body chasing after my climax. Sweat drips from my face. I want to come so badly!

My phone rings again. It doesn't even phase me this time. I’m still concentrating on myself, and my longing for culmination. I raise my pelvis off the bed. My stomach muscles spasm as I come closer. I began spanking my pussy mound. The slight sting adds to my pleasure. I circle my fingers faster over my clit until I finally burst. The throbbing release is exquisite! I squeeze my thighs tightly together, my hand still gripping my pussy. I lick the juices off my other hand, basking in the haze of my orgasm. I am so satisfied.

I lie there a while, staring at the ceiling. I hang my head over the edge of the bed and feel the soothing rush of blood. I feel so calm and collected. My phone rings again and I finally answer it. It’s my aunt, asking where I am. She sounds worried. I hadn’t realized I’d been gone so long. I tell her I’ve just gone for a drive and will be back soon. I lie there for a few more minutes, enjoying the peace of my own company. I feel better already, more like myself. I return to my family's house and engage in conversion as if I never even left the house.

 

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