Chances

So I am not going to lie, I enjoy reading erotica, seriously who doesn’t. I especially enjoy the short experience stories, the I had sex in an elevator, or she took me in the restroom. So I spend time browsing for erotic stories, the #nsfw ones, and when they are written well, I enjoy the experience.

One day as I was looking through a short fiction site that advertised their 8000 plus erotic story collection, I came across this one particular story. It was titled “The Yellow School Chair” it peaked my curiosity, so I clicked on it.

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The Yellow School Chair

From the moment I laid eyes on her, I wanted her. She was hot, short, curvy but cut she swam and biked. She was well toned, with shoulder length dirty blond hair, and dark green eyes. So I hit on her, and before I knew it we were down stairs in the campus library. I showed her the archive room, no one ever goes in there. It was a room full of bookshelves, boxes and clutter. I pulled out a yellow plastic school chair and placed it in the middle of the room. I asked her to have a seat. I walked around her, standing behind her, I ran my hands down her neck rolling my thumb over the scar at the base of her neck.

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I stopped reading, I reached up and ran my fingers across the back of my neck. There is no way that this is one of my personal experiences that someone else is writing about. It is a small world and all, but what are the chances, that someone I slept with in college, first off wrote about it, and secondly that I randomly found it. I thought about this for a moment, check who the author was. Which wasn’t any help because it was under a username. I continued reading, might as well see how it turned out.

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I ran my hands down her arms, then down her sides, I grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. I walked around to the front of the chair and kneeled down in front of her. I kissed across her collarbone and down in between her breasts. I slid her bra straps off of her shoulders and un fastened her bra, it fell to the floor. I took her soft brests into my hands carressing them, then I sucked on her nipples making them hard. She put her head back and moaned, as she ran her fingers through my hair. I nibbled and sucked on her breasts, rolling my tounge around her nipples. I moved back from her and motioned for her to stand up, she did and I unbuttoned, unzipped and slid her jeans off of her. I kissed her stomach and squeezed her ass, then I hooked my thumbs into the hips of her panties and slid them off. I asked her to sit back down and spread her legs, she did and I moved down between her soft thighs and lightly licked her pussy. She moaned and I slid my tounge into her, tasting her, feeling her. I sucked and licked sliding my tounge in and out of her. She squirmed and moaned I loved hearing her moan. I then slid my fingers inside of her, thrusting them in and out of her now drenched pussy. She bit her lip, pushed back against me and let out a scream, I keep fingering her. Till she begged me to stop.

Well that was intense, to read one of your own personal experiences, told by someone else. Once again I wonder what were the chances.

The Act

We entered the hotel room, my heart racing, butterflies in my stomach. I knew what I was doing but it still seemed surreal.

We had, had a sexual relationship way back during my first year of college. There was a serious sexual attraction between us that we openly acted upon.

Now so many years later I am in a hotel room with him ready to act on this attraction once again.

He is also married which make this all the more strange of a thing to be doing.

He takes a seat on the edge of the bed, I pull a chair from the table and sits in front of him.

“You know how crazy this all is, don’t you?” I asks.

“Yes I do, but we’re here, we have come this far,” he says. I take his hand and take a deep breath.

“It was so long ago and we never even kissed,”

Our relationship was one of two people in a place in their lives that they just needed each other physically.

The no kissing was one of those rules that you give yourself as a young adult so as to not have an emotional attachment to someone. One of those thing that you figure out much later in life that was complete bull shit.

“No time like the present,” he leans into me.

Our lips meet, I feel his tongue slide into my mouth. I lightly suck on his tongue and then slips my tongue into his mouth, he lets out a moan.

“Not bad, guess it was worth waiting for.” I smile at him.

I think once more about how this is crossing a line, I stand up, put the chair back, I kick off my shoes and starts to undress.

“So are we going to do this?” I ask. He gets up and moves towards me, he kisses me deeply.

We shead our clothes and lay on the bed. He runs his hand along my thigh pausing at my pussy then gently runs his fingers across my pussy, sliding his fingers into me. I arch my back and lets out a moan. He leans down and sucks on my nipple as he pushes his fingers into me making me moan.

I push him back and move down to take his erect cock into my mouth, sucking lightly at first and then harder. Running my hand up and down his cock making him moan. I straddle his hips and slowly slide his cock into my wet, tight pussy.

I sit up and thrust my hips against him, I lean back and he reaches up and grabs my breasts, squeezing and pinching my hard nipples. I move quicker letting his cock slide almost all the way out of my pussy and then plunging it back into me.

He grabs me by the hips and rolls me off of him, so that I am now on my back. He slowly moves down my body, kissing my neck and breasts. He spreads my legs, sliding his tongue into me sucking and licking at my clit making me want to cum.

I shudder from the intensity of feeling his tongue in me, licking, sucking, making me cum.

He moves up to kiss me, I can taste my cum on his lips, he slides his cock into me and thrusts deeply. I arch my back and push into him. He thrusts faster into me, kissing me as he cums.

We lay there on the bed letting what had occurred sink in, he moves over and just holds me, feeling me breath next to him. Like any affair it just ends, we shower and walk away. Back to living our lives just as before.

You

I watch you,

I think about you I wonder what you look like naked.

I picture you standing before me bare chested.

Running my hands across your broad shoulders and down your chest.

Stoping to feel your heartbeat under the touch of my hand.

I kiss your cheek, you need to shave.

I kiss your lips, soft and full.

I slip my tongue into your mouth and gently suck.

You let out a moan and kiss me back.

I drop to my knees.

I take your erect cock into my mouth.

Sucking gently at first, then harder as you moan and run your hands through my hair.

Pushing further, I feel your cum hit the back of my throat and I swallow.

I rise up and kiss you long, slow and deep.

Life is Like…Poetry

Clarity of Thought

What does it mean,

to think, to understand,

to reflect, to learn.

Why does your heart lean one way

and your mind the other.

good and evil,

right and wrong,

clarity of thought.

Understanding the feelings that pulse through my mind,

Why is one right and the other wrong.

I can’t clear my mind enough to get the time that I need to catch my breath.

My body is tired and rundown, exhausted.

But my mind is awake to everything.

Ready to pounce upon anything that comes it’s way.

How can my mind be so energized and my body so tired.

I have no clarity of thought.

I don’t know or understand why my feelings are so mixed and conflicted.

I am mad at the world but at the same time I want everyone’s sympathy and compassion.

Never

I have never seen a sunrise over the ocean.

I have never kissed a sweet loving kiss, that tasted of warmth.

I have never been loved with the love only found in a peer.

To be all these things is my only request.

That before my dying day I find trust and love.

To kiss to have the warm breath of another against my lips.

As sweet as honey, yet as pure as a cool breeze on a hot summer day.

To feel his warmth move through me, to have his lips linger upon mine.

Like the morning dew on the petal of a rose.

To hold his hand in mine, firmly but gently.

Protecting me from heartache.

The love I’ll find within him.

If only he’d let me.

 

Friend

Why I consider you a friend,

You are always there to listen,

Not to judge and criticize.

To enjoy the good times,

And to get through the bad.

You’re the only one who hasn’t left me.

And when you do leave for various periods of time,

You always come back.

I feel that you’re the only one who cares,

About me for who I am,

And not what I’ve done or might do.

You have helped me unlock and open,

So many hidden doors.

Thank you for being a friend, I love you.

You’ve shown me more compassion and trust,

As well as showing me more of what life has to offer,

Than anyone else.

 

His Eyes

His eyes are the color of the wide open sea.

His deep yet sententious voice,

Has the power to captivate me,

His hair shines like gold beneath the warm midday sun.

Be it through the gates of heaven,

Or the red hot flames of hell,

It is him that I follow.

And without his love, compassion and friendship.

I would have been lost.

He holds me safe from the cold cruel world.

He fills my soul full of life,

And my heart full of love,

That it sends me soaring like a dove.

He is honest with me,

And I am true to him.

I shall be his and he shall be mine,

For now and for all time.

 

Life is Like

Life is Like…
A dozen roses, all standing straight,

Full of beauty, an arousing aroma of peace,

A symbol of love and respect.

But only stay for a short while,

It brings feelings of happiness to a lonely heart,

Then fades away, so quickly to remind us

How limited our time is.

It fades away, losing a little more beauty each day,

From a bright bold color,

To a darker duller stain of color.

Its leaves dry and crumble to the surface of a table,

To be brushed away.

Its petals wither, curling the corners,

To shrink slowly in the mid-day sun.

Till it drops, fallen over, given up on itself.

Allowing gravity to take over,

And finally it dies.

Showing how soon we forget about time,

And the value of our own lives.

 

No More

I use to be happy and carefree,

But then something happened.

Something that made me not want to feel anything anymore.

My father died and everything changed.

From the moment the phone rang at 12:45 am,

My world was put on a roller-coaster.

All I felt from that point on was hurt and sorrow.

I am tired of feeling all these feelings of pain,

It has made me numb to any and all other feelings.

All I want is to be able to depart from this roller-coaster.

That all started the night the phone rang.

To have no more sadness and no more pain.

To have a time that is quiet and calm to be able to sort these feelings out.

To find my balance and clarity of thought.

 

Who am I…

Who am I?

Why am I so sad, why do I need to be held and comforted?

Who am I to ask such a selfish question?

I have always taken care of everyone else around me,

So why does this person, this stranger want to help me?

Someone not worth helping, I don’t deserve anyone’s help.

All I want right now is my dad,

I want him to hug me and to say that he loves me.

Why am I left to suffer from his selfishness?

He left me for his own happiness.

I don’t ever want to hurt someone that way.

Which is why I am always taking care of those around me and not myself.

I am afraid that if I stop to take care of myself and am happy,

That I may be hurting someone else with my happiness.

So where do I fit in? When will it be my turn to be happy?

Who am I and where do I belong?

Three Days

The Call (Wednesday Night)

Jane’s phone rang, she looked at the incoming call, Charlie it read.

“Fuck, only one reason for him to call.” She answered the phone.

There is only one reason for someone that hasn’t seen or spoken to you in over 20 yrs to call at night out of the blue. That reason is because someone has died.

Charlie is Jane’s younger brother, the middle child. The one that pushed the boundaries and broke the rules but was never punished. Unlike Jane who was the oldest and only daughter that was given responsibilities of starting dinner, helping her two younger brothers with their homework, daily chores and routines.

A constant loop of get up go to school, come home do chores, eat dinner, go to bed. Rinse and repeat. Which she did, followed the rules did what was asked of her, gave lip-service. A regular people pleaser. Till she hit her breaking point. After moving back home after spending a semester living in the dorms on campus, at 20 years old, Jane was told by her mother that there was no reason for her to be going out at 9 pm on a Thursday night with her friends. Jane needed to get away and live her own life. Feeling suffocated, trapped and used being in her mother’s house.

Jane left, she got as far away as she could and never looked back. Charlie on the other hand was always trying to get away from the family, but ended up coming home, settled down and stayed. He married a woman 10 years older than him. He took an office job and is in Jane’s opinion was now chained to a desk and responsibility for life.

“Hey Charlie.” Jane said.

“Jane, mom’s gone.” Charlie said. Jane let out a sigh, maybe now she is at peace with everything, she thought.

Arrangements were made there would be a ticket home waiting at the airport for Jane.

 

Thursday Morning

Jane packed a bag and got on the plane. She was meet at the airport by Charlie, LeAnn his wife and their two girls. Jane was as polite as she could be, to just get through all of this, the only upside would be getting to see her old friends from school.

They pulled up to the two story house tucked away in the woods and out of town. Scattered toys in the yard, along with a variety of flowers and plants all along the deck. Mom liked her flowers, Jane thought.

When Jane entered she was caught by surprise by the amount of stuff in the little house, it was packed wall to wall with furniture. An easy chair covered with a dark blue sheet tucked in as a makeshift slipcover, a full size couch with an over-sized purple and blue flower pattern on it. End tables with lamps and plants on them, were scattered throughout the living room. Along with stacks of magazines, newspapers, books and boxes of various shapes and sizes.

“Mom had become quite the pack rat.” Jane said, LeAnn just gave here a look. That look of well if you had been around you’d know type of look.

“Mom’s had a hard time since Paul, died.” Charlie said.

Paul was Jane’s youngest brother, he had gotten sick when he was 15 and unfortunately passed away shortly after finding out that he had cancer. Jane understands that losing a child is a devastating thing, but there is always help out there, all she had to do was ask for it. Instead the people around her LeAnn, Charlie and her everyday friends just let her slide away into her own world of delusions.

 

Thursday Night

Jane borrowed her mom’s car and stopped by her friend Kate’s place of work.

“Surprise.” Jane said as she walked into the office that Kate managed, holding out a bottle of Crown Royal. Kate smiled at Jane.

“Yay, and yes I get off in 10 mins.” Kate said.

They drove out to Kate’s house a quaint cabin out in the woods. Set away from the world. They ate and enjoyed the Crown Royal.

“Mind if I stay the night out here with you?” Jane asked as she handed Kate another drink.

“Not at all.” Kate said.

They talked, laughed, drank and enjoyed just hanging out. After the food was gone and the bottle of Crown was empty, they laid down on Kate’s bed. Jane propped herself up on one arm and leaned over towards Kate. She leaned in and kissed Kate gently on the lips, she moved back to see what the reaction would be. To her surprise Kate sat up, put her hand on the back of Jane’s neck and kissed her back.

“Always wondered what that would be like.” Kate said and turned over. Jane smiled laid down and went to sleep.

 

Friday Morning

Jane had to meet with LeAnn and Charlie at an attorneys office to go over, assets, debts, life insurance and the will. Jane showed wearing sunglasses and a look of why am I even bothering. Her mother had written her off years ago. As she figured everything had been left to LeAnn and Charlie.

“Well look at that no big surprise there. Why am I even here?” Jane said getting up to leave the attorney’s office.

“Because she was your mother and you owe her to at least be here.” LeAnn chimed in.

“I don’t owe her anything. She replaced me with you years ago.” Jane said and left.

 

Friday Night

Jane checked into a hotel and made a phone call. There was a knock at the hotel door. Jane answered it.

“Did you bring what I asked for?” She asked.

James a former lover from Jane’s college days, held up a bottle of Jack and a pack of cigarettes. Jane let him in.

They caught up on small talk while Jane had a cigarette and a drink. Jane exhaled.

“Much better now, thank you.” She moved over to where James was sitting on the edge of the bed and leaned in and kissed him.

Jane undressed and laid on the bed, James moved over towards her and kissed her. He slowly moved down her body kissing her and sucking on her nipples. He moved down and parted her legs, he kissed and licked at her pussy. Making her moan, he slid his tongue into her, sucking on her clit and making her cum.

James moved off of the bed and undressed, he then moved over her and slid his hard, thick cock into her wet pussy. Jane moaned and leaned up to kiss him, she slid her tongue into his mouth and could taste her cum on his lips. He thrusted into her, moving faster and harder, she yelled out and pushed up against him.

“Yes, please. Fuck me harder.” She moaned.

James moved off of her and flipped her over on to her stomach. Jane got up on her hands and knees, he moved behind her and slid his cock deep into her. He fucked her hard and fast. They came together and collapsed on the bed together.

Jane sat up lit a cigarette and took a drink from the bottle of Jack. She handed the bottle to James.

“So worth it?” She asked. James took a drink and smiled.

“Yes, you are well worth it.” He said, he moved over and kissed her.

“I am sure you wife wouldn’t agree.” Jane said and took another shot of Jack.

 

Saturday

Jane attended her mother’s funeral, full of memories and thoughts of how it was and what it is now. She loved her mother, as anyone dose. Thanked her for giving her life and trying her best, but as an adult she came to the realization that she didn’t like her mother as a person.

Jane got up in front of the funeral attendees and said her peace.

“I loved my mother, I sincerely hope that she is now at peace. I however, did not like the kind of person she was. She lost out on knowing me as an adult, because she couldn’t just let go of the past and move on to a better future. We need to cherish those we have lost in life, not get lost with in our own lives without them. And to LeAnn, you win, you’re the daughter she deserved, obedient to the end.” Jane held up her drink, toasted and downed it.

Jane made her rounds thanking friends and acquaintances that showed up to say their condolences. Then she hit the bar, she was about to down her third shot of Jack when a familiar voice spoke up behind her.

“Hey, Jane.” Casey said.

“Hi.” Jane said and gave him a hug.

“It’s good to see you, thanks for coming.” She said. Casey was down to earth had a good job and an ever growing family.

“So you ready to get out of here and go to the real party?” He asked.

“Hell yes.” She answered.

 

Saturday Night

Everyone from Jane’s past, that was still around came out to Casey’s there was food, beer and a big bonfire. Casey’s little piece of heaven out away from town, with plenty of room for friends to come and hang out.

Jane drank, smoked and enjoyed talking to everyone that she hadn’t seen in forever.

“So we good?” Jane asked Kate as the night was winding down.

“Ya, were good.” Kate said and kissed Jane on the cheek. Jane just smiled.

As the night was coming to an end Casey gave Jane a surprise.

“Guess who’s here?” He asked her.

“Who?” Jane asked, Casey brought Richard into the room.

“Your chaperon home.” He said, Jane stuck her tongue out at Casey and smiled at Richard.

“I don’t need a chaperon to get home.” She said.

“Yes, you do, we just want to make sure you get home in one piece.” Casey said Jane let out a sigh and downed another shot of Jack.

“Fine, it will be fun.” She said giving Richard a wink.

 

Sunday Morning

Casey drove Richard and Jane to the airport, hugs and kisses were given and goodbyes were said.

As Jane was getting comfortable in her seat she asked Richard a question.

“So any hope of visiting the mile high club today?” She smiled.

“No, not this time.” He answered and took her hand.

“Just try to relax and sleep.” He said. She put her head on his shoulder and rested her eyes. It had been an exhausting three days.

After they had landed and gathered the bags, Richard and Jane were sitting in Richard’s truck in the underground parking lot at the airport.

“Before we go back to reality, can I make one more inappropriate request?” Jane asked, Richard smiled at her.

“Go ahead.” He said.

“Are you up for a blow job?” Jane smiled. Richard moved his arms and leaned back.

“I wouldn’t say no.” He smiled.

Jane move over towards him and kissed him. Then moved down and unfastened his jeans. She ran her hand up and down his shaft making him hard as she slid the tip into her mouth and started to lick and suck at his cock. Jane slid his hard cock deep into her throat and sucked making him moan. She sucked harder till she could taste his cum hit the back of her throat and she swallowed. She sat back up licking her lips and kissed him, hard and deep.

“Guess you can take me home now. If you want.” She said.

“Or what?” Richard asked. Jane grinned.

“The world is full of possibilities.” She answered.

Erotic Poetry

Desire

You are my vice my drug my want my desire.

The things you say the way you make me feel, the deep desire I feel when I am with you when I want you, to be with you to feel you in me, fucking me making me moan and cum.

As I rub my hand along my breasts and pinch my nipple, making them hard. Pinching my nipples hard makes my pussy wet and wanting, running my hand in between my legs, sliding my fingers into my wet pussy and rubbing my clit making myself cum.

Feeling your tongue slide into my mouth, sucking on your tongue. I pull you close to me and I can feel your hard cock pushing up against me. I run my hand down and undo your pants I take your hard thick cock into my hand and stroke it.

Making you moan, and kiss you deeply. I drop to my knees and take your cock into my mouth, sliding it deep into my mouth sucking and tasting you. Feeling your hands run through my hair holding me close to you.

I suck your cock and taste your cum, you moan and pull me up to you. You kiss me deeply and run your hand over my breast, pinching my nipple, and making me moan. You lay me down on the bed and pull off my pants and panties.

You push my legs apart and gently kiss my inner thigh. Moving up to my wet pussy, I shudder as your tongue slides into my pussy and you lick my clit making me drip with cum. I push you deeper into my pussy and moan, wanting to feel your cock in me.

I want to fuck you and feel you thrust deep into me, I want to feel you cum in me.

You are my vice my drug my want my desire.

 

Shower

Fuck…had to go take a shower.

Talking to you, getting that butterfly feeling in my stomach,

you turning me on so much, telling me how you want me and how hard your cock is, that you’re rubbing it.

Becoming breathless, rubbing my breasts, pinching my nipples, sliding my fingers into my wet pussy.

I moved to the bed and laid on my back rubbing at my clit, thinking about you,

making myself so wet and wanting to cum for you.

Sliding my fingers in and out, thinking about wanting your cock in me. Wanting to feel you fuck me.

Had to go take a shower, got in and washed,

then couldn’t stop rubbing my pussy, and thinking about you,

saying fuck me please baby, fuck me, made myself cum again and again.

Got out of the shower and standing with just a towel in the bedroom,

I kept rubbing my breasts and pinching my nipples,

I dropped the towel and fell to my knees and rubbed my pussy till my body shuddered and I came.

I am not sure what you do to me but oh my god.

All I can say is fuck.

 

You

I watch you,

I think about you I wonder what you look like naked.

I picture you standing before me bare chested.

Running my hands across your broad shoulders and down your chest.

Stoping to feel your heartbeat under the touch of my hand.

I kiss your cheek, you need to shave.

I kiss your lips, soft and full.

I slip my tongue into your mouth and gently suck.

You let out a moan and kiss me back.

I drop to my knees.

I take your erect cock into my mouth.

Sucking gently at first, then harder as you moan and run your hands through my hair.

Pushing further, I feel your cum hit the back of my throat and I swallow.

I rise up and kiss you long, slow and deep.

That One Time

He stood in front me, he leaned in and kissed me, deeply. I sucked on his tongue he let out a sigh.

He unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped them and hooked his thumbs into my jeans and panties and slid them down to my ankles. I took off my shirt and bra, dropping them to the floor.

I stepped out of my jeans and panties and sat on the edge of the bed. He knelled before me and ran his hands along the inside of my thighs moving my legs apart. He gently pushed me back on to the bed and moved himself in between my spread legs.

He gently kissed my pussy, before starting to lick and suck at my clit, feeling his tongue slide in and out of my pussy, making me moan with pleasure. As he licked and sucked at my pussy, I ran my hands through his hair pushing him in deeper.

He was making my pussy so wet and wanting to feel him in me. My breath quickens as his tongue flicked at my clit making me cum. He moved up me kissing my stomach and rubbing my breasts, he pinched my hard nipples making me yell out in pleasure.

As he sucked on my rock hard nipples I slid my hand down to my wet pussy, rubbing at my clit. He moved his hand down to join me and slid his fingers into my pussy making me cum again.

He kissed me and I could taste my cum on his lips. I wanted him, wanted to feel him deep in me, fucking me. Enjoying me making me cum all over his cock. He moved away from me and undressed.

He then lowered himself on to me and slid his hard cock into my wet pussy. Feeling him fill me, his hard cock thrusting deep into me, I let out a yell of passion, it felt so good, so hard and deep. Fucking me harder and faster feeling him slid in and out me making me want to cum.

He stopped and rolled over on to his back I sat up and moved towards him, leaning in and kissing him. I leaned over him and took his erect cock into my mouth and sucked.

I let his cock slid in and out of my mouth feeling it, tasting it, sucking, licking and enjoying it.  I straddled his hips and slid his cock into my pussy, slowly moving back and forth letting his cock slide in and out of me. I sat up and ran my hands through my hair, I leaned back and thrust-ed my hips into him.

He let out a moan of pleasure. He reached up and grabbed my breasts, squeezing and rubbing them. I started moving faster and faster fucking him harder and harder. He pulled me down to him and I felt him cum deep in me.

He kissed me and we laid there in silence.