Most obscene erotic stories

I wasn’t planning anything like that. I just needed to get rid of this damn spasm in my neck. Thirty-seven years old, a husband, two kids, a mortgage, and a back that constantly aches from hunching over a laptop at the kitchen table while Mike w...

Hello everyone, my name is Daniel, I’m 31 years old. My wife, Sofia, is also 30. We’ve been together for 9 years. Briefly about our appearance: I’m tall — 190 cm, slim, lean build, light brown hair, clean-shaven. My wife Sofia is a very sexy brunett...

— Miss, where are you headed? — I need to get to Chicago – the girl replied a bit confused – I missed my bus, and I really need to get there today, I don’t know what to do. — I can take you with me, I’m heading there too, I’m actually lookin...

That evening everything was as usual. The living room was filled with warm yellow light, soft music played in the background, and glasses clinked against each other. We were celebrating ten years of friendship with Mads — a man who had known us l...

I often have to travel to a neighboring city for work, once a month, sometimes even more often, and my day starts with waiting for the bus at six in the morning at the bus station. Half-asleep, you stand there in any weather under the roof on the...

— …So that’s it, Alex. You’re fired. As of today. You don’t have to come in tomorrow, — the boss’s voice was full of anger and irritation. At the end he must have slammed the phone down so hard that the sound struck painfully in my ears. The lin...

Summer in their neighborhood was unbearably hot. The air conditioner in Emma and Jason’s apartment rattled like an old tractor, barely coping with the heat. Emma sat on the couch in a light sundress, fanning herself with a magazine, her long blonde h...

Morning. Fog. Suburban highway along which my wife and I go back from summer residence, where she was visiting her friend. — Why you came to pick me up so early? Missed me or what? — Who‘d miss you... just wanted to avoid heavy traffic... — I s...

I don’t even remember how long we’ve been friends. Long enough for me to fall in love and stop loving her. I was having too much fun with her to just stop communicating after refusal, so we became best friends – common jokes that only we under...

There are a lot of such houses in New York outskirts. Planked in the fashion of the first half of the last century, they quietly deteriorate among the pines. Sometimes, some nouveau riche owner dares to renovate a cottage, but those lucky houses are...

There was a girl Julia, who worked as a secretary in our office. Very pretty and forms almost perfect. You could just look at her and you wouldn’t need any Viagra. She was about 25 years old. Divorced, has a child. She’s pleasant to talk to. The...

I guess it’s too early for me to write memoirs, but I want to share one story of my life. It happened a long time ago, about 10 years I think, in Detroit. We were hanging out with friend and he offered to pay a visit to one girl, who gives blowjobs f...

I was sitting at the computer and re-reading the last message of Tom, who was sitting in the next office down the hall. Especially I liked the last lines “My cock is begging to get free… Underwear is like a small patch of cloth which only covers the...

I invited you to a quiet, cozy restaurant with not a lot of people and a pleasant shade. The waiter lit two candles on our table, you are reading the menu, and I admire your smile and your hair – your haircut is so beautiful… You lightly push me und...