Erotic Excerpts
Same content form as a story; used for novel extracts
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"Through her erotic haze, she experienced a vague sense of self-awareness. She’d never masturbated in front of a man before, and yet she hadn’t even thought about what she was doing. Instinct had her in its grip. The last trace of self-awareness whispered away from her consciousness as she watched the way he rolled the rubber down the length of his cock, and when his fist was at the base, securing it, he used his thumb to direct it towards the place where she was rubbing herself."
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"At first, I was just showing off for him, rolling my nipples between my fingers, licking my thumbs to stroke them over the sensitive tips. But soon enough, I let one hand creep between my legs beneath the cover of the water, just as if he’d never come to interrupt me. Except, of course, there was a real man sitting across from me, his face suspended in the ghostly vapors hovering over the bath. From his hooded eyes and faint grimace, I knew he was touching himself, too, lost in his own dream."
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"Then I notice his hand, still lightly stroking across the top of my chest, and underneath it, my breasts rising and falling with my already heavy breathing, my nipples, darkening and hard, poking at the thin cotton material of my shirt. Out of the corner of my vision I see the other couple, he in a crisp suit, her in black silk knee-length dress. Her shoulders are bare too, and her man stands behind her, hand on her waist."
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"He knew he was drooling when she turned and he got a full view of her breasts and her neatly trimmed pussy. He had to fight the urge to burst forth and lick that sweet slit. It had to taste as good as it smelled."
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"It was my husband touching me, but his friend whose face I watched as my pussy got slick and my clit throbbed. The two of them, James so light and Alex his dark counterpart, seemed to work together."
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"Now, before I go any further with this discussion, I want to make one thing perfectly clear, and that is, I liked Adrian before I saw it. I liked him a lot. After it came out of his pants however, when it flopped against his belly all erect and shiny the way it was – like a piece of sirloin steak whacking against a cutting board – I knew it was something that would add to the long list of positive criteria for having him as my boyfriend. To be blunt, I knew it could possibly make him a keeper, all other things considered."
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"With his other hand, he inched the material of her skirt upward. He groaned when his fingertips brushed the top of her stocking. The difference between the lace and then the silk of her bare thigh shot to his cock. Under her clothes she wore stockings and expensive lingerie. He loved the seeming contradiction of her, naughty and proper all mixed together like the dirtiest college professor fantasy ever."
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