Working Up A Sweat

January 23, 2019 - by: Rose

Erotic fiction inspired by Lady Dee in “Hot Iron 2

It takes work – and good genes – to achieve a physique as impressive as this. But that’s not why Dee spends so many hours at the gym. No, the cute brunette likes to work out because she enjoys the horny buzz it gives her. Energy and adrenaline flooding her body, she feels an orgasm is the perfect climax to every training session.

Usually Dee waits until she gets home before she gives in to the urge to touch herself. But this afternoon there’s nobody else in the weights room, and as she rubs her overheated crotch against the cool metal of one of the weight stack bars, it feels so good. Breathing heavily, she grinds on the pole, tweaking her nipples, thrusting a hand into her skintight gym shorts to feel how wet she’s getting. She glances around, checks there’s nobody to see, as she tugs the shorts down just far enough that she can feel the metal against her bare pussy, her clit throbbing as it makes contact with the cold, hard surface. She can’t stop now; craving more, she pulls her shorts right off and presses her fingers against her soaked slit, strumming her clit, shivering with arousal.

She grabs a bar and lies back on one of the weights benches, sliding her pussy up and down so her plump lips wrap around the bar, smearing it with her cream. Soon the shiny surface is streaked with wetness as her juicy pink folds mash against it. Desperate for penetration, she finds a short bar with a rounded end, and places it against the drenched entrance to her pussy. It slides in easily, the perfect size to fill her slippery groove, so smooth and hard.

She works the cock-substitute in and out with fast, fierce strokes, her fingers a blur on her clit, dimly aware through the haze of her horniness that she could get caught at any moment. Thighs flexing, abs tensing, she rocks up to meet each stroke as she fucks herself furiously, until like a dam bursting, her orgasm engulfs her. It’s only as the waves subside and she grabs her shorts to wipe the creamy residue off the bar that she remembers the CCTV camera in the corner…

 

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Sexual Release

January 15, 2019 - by: Rose

Erotic fiction inspired by Elza A in “Stress Relieved 2

Elza has her own way of relieving stress. She finds that the tighter she’s bound, the more her mind can wander free. That’s why at the end of a long week, she’s hog-tied on the bed, a ball-gag in her mouth. Part of the game is to pretend she’s a captive, helpless, even though deep down she knows her lover has left her restrained loosely enough that she can escape if she wants to.

Struggling, she releases her wrists from their bonds, finding herself flooded with adrenaline and arousal. She unties her ankles, spreading her thighs apart at last, stretching and uncramping them. Her fingers slide into her slick pussy like a knife through butter. She thrusts them in and out rapidly, imagining she must hurry, before her captor returns and catches her in the act. Really, she should get away now, but she’s so unbearably horny she can’t even think about leaving before she makes herself cum.

Gasping with excitement as the intense sensations sweep through her body, she diddles her clit with the palm of one hand, as the fingers of the other plunge into her soaked slot. She turns onto her knees, picturing her jailer returning, too late for her to stop now. Would he pin her down on the bed, she wonders, and shove his hard cock into her from behind, pulling her hair as he power-fucks her, making her beg him to stop… making her beg him to never stop?

Her fingers move faster, deeper; and suddenly she’s cumming, her pussy shuddering around her fingers, sweet release jolting through her. She sighs, stretching out on the bed – and that’s when she hears the sound of the door opening…

 

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Wet Traveler

January 08, 2019 - by: Junkman

Erotic fiction inspired by Kate Fresh in “Wet Break 2

The road can be unforgiving to the horny traveler. Landscapes repeat themselves. The mind wanders. Sensitive skin swells and wets with anticipation. Yet the body has no recourse.

On Highway 1, Kate spots a shelter of hope. It’s a cute little restaurant that looks loved and cared for judging from the cute garden in front. The bathroom is tidy enough. It’s even got a bidet.

Kate secures the door. In her leather jacket and wet-look leggings, she’s dressed like a biker, but the heels give her away. Her bangs, bleached white-blonde, hang over her wanting eyes. Her breasts appear ready to burst out of her tank top corset if not for the pretty little bow hanging atop her chest.

All the dirty thoughts she’s conjured up on the road are rushing back. She longs for touch. She’ll take her own. Her hands wander over her breasts and down her body. Her faux leather pants are skintight and she pulls them up snug into her damp crotch. She pries her hand inside to feel how wet she is.

It’s a dreary day. The clouds outside are puffy and gray. One more collision of droplets and the clouds are going to burst.

She’ll beat them to it. A hard rain’s gonna fall.

Something’s been burning a hole in Kate’s jacket pocket. She pulls out a little black cock – travel size – and sucks it wet. She turns her gorgeous ass around and bends over to feel the vibrations over the stitches that cross through the soft spot between her legs. Her pants go down over her knees and the vibrator makes direct contact. When it finally penetrates her, she breaks her silence with a moan.

Kate takes a seat on the edge of the bidet and lifts her legs up, balancing herself as she slips the vibrator through her wet folds. She stuffs it inside herself and pulls up on it to send some good vibes her clit’s way. The vibrator is slick with her juices.

Kate feels something stirring inside her. She squats on the floor, resting her back against the wall. The vibrator hangs inside her for a moment but falls to the floor as she works her clit.

Her juices come out, at first in a dribble. They slowly trickle over her parched pussy lips.

What comes next is more like an explosion. It splatters her black heels with her dew drops. Her excitement peaks as her juices form a puddle on the floor.

She’s still not done.

As her orgasm cycles through, she squirts in rhythm with each exhale of pleasure.

Kate pulls up her pants and washes the vibrator off in the bidet. She exits the bathroom quietly. On her way out, she’s got a little feedback for the owners. It seems the bidet has sprung a leak.

 

About the author: The Junkman is a contributing writer for the MetArt Network, blending his twin passions for erotic storytelling and high-class porn. He shares a range of musings at JunkPixels.com

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