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Sexy Shorts
The following are short stories to get your juices flowing, bring ideas to your own bedroom, or to simply relax in the bathtub with a glass of wine. Enjoy!
Spicing It Up
"Jenny. Come here."
I turned from the sink, soap covering my hands as I gave my husband a quizzical look.
"I'm kind of busy here." I motioned to the sink full of dinner dishes. "What do you need?"
He frowned, his voice turning dark. "I don't give a damn what you're doing. When I say come, you come."
I swallowed thickly. I wanted to be pissed, but my pussy suddenly throbbed at the words. I'm sure he didn't mean them the way my body was thinking, but it didn't matter. I could feel the moisture gathering, and when I glanced down, I could see his hard cock pressing against the thin material of his swim shorts. Hmm... maybe he did mean it that way after all.
He'd mentioned earlier that he wanted to take a swim after dinner. The kids were both staying with friends, so we had the house to ourselves - something that didn't often happen anymore. But what was with his tone of voice? He sounded mad. Josh never talked to me that way. It irked, even as it turned me on.
With a sigh, I grabbed the towel and dried my hands. It wouldn't really hurt the dishes to soak for a bit, anyway.
"You're not moving fast enough." The words were barely out of his mouth when a sharp sting struck my ass. I flipped around, my faced heated. I barely registered the thin belt in his hand.
"What the hell, Josh!"
He immediately covered my mouth with his hand and backed me to the counter, leaning in so that I was bent backwards slightly. I could feel his cock pressing into the vee between my legs.
"You are not to speak unless I tell you to, or you are asked a direct question. You will do what I say, when I say it. Is that understood?" His hand gripped my chin, not enough to hurt, but enough that I knew he was serious. Confused, but growing wetter by the second, I nodded.
Josh moved his hand to my shorts, pulling them down my legs, his eyes never leaving mine. My tank top came next - he jerked it over my head, then glanced down at my breasts. Knowing I would be putting my swimsuit on later, I hadn't bothered with a bra. My breasts were full, and even after having two kids, they had held up well.
Taking my hands, he placed them on the counter behind me. The position made my breasts jut outward, almost as if they were reaching for him. "Do not move your hands. Understand?"
I nodded, my breath quickening. I wasn't sure what was happening, and though some part of me tried to insist this wasn't right, that I should smack him or at the very least tell him to stop, a bigger part of me was getting more excited, and curious to see what he was doing.
He reached between my legs with one hand, covered my left breast with the other, and dipped his mouth to my right. I cried out as two fingers entered me hard. At the same time as he pinched one nipple and bit the other. The sting of pain was sharp, but quickly soothed when he began suckling, pulling my nipple deep into his mouth as he continued pumping his fingers into my pussy and lightly pinching my other nipple. I was on the brink of an orgasm, the pleasure building deep in my stomach when he suddenly stopped and switched to my other breast.
My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, but I could do nothing but lean against the counter and whimper. He brought me to the brink again, then pulled his hand from between my legs and let go of my nipple with a pop. I groaned at the sudden loss, my eyes begging as I jutted my hips toward him.
"Close your eyes."
I did as he said and groaned again when he squeezed my nipple, then pulled it out as far as it would go. I struggled not to open my eyes, and when I felt cold metal against my skin I involuntarily tried to move away.
"Don't move, Jenny," he warned, his voice hard, though I could hear his own restraint that he tried to hide. The metal pinched my nipple, sending a searing pain through my breast. He did the same with the other, and I couldn't stop the tears leaking from my eyes. Within seconds it faded, leaving only a tingling pleasure that seared it's way down to my pussy. I wiggled, then stilled when I felt him kneel between my legs. His fingers spread my lips, then pulled at my clit and I jerked, my eyes flying open.
"No!"
He looked up, bright blue eyes flashing. "Did I tell you to open your eyes? Did I tell you to fucking move?"
I shuddered, my voice squeaking on my reply. "N..no."
"And you will not tell me 'No'!"
His hand flew up, smacking the cheek of my ass before I could comprehend what was happening and I jumped.
"Don't move or the next one will be worse."
He waited until I hesitantly nodded, then pulled my clit out from between my lips once more. I couldn't stop the trembling wracking my body and when the cold metal clamped on tightly I cried out at the sudden pain. I could feel my flesh throbbing, my heartbeat pulsing wildly in that tight little bud.
Josh leaned forward, sucking me into his mouth, his tongue laving the nub as his fingers again found my entrance and thrust inside. The orgasm crashed through me without warning, buckling my legs as I cried out over and over at the waves of pleasure. Josh's tongue eased me through it, moving faster, then slowing, until finally he rose, pulling me into his arms as he stood and walked to the back door.
"Where..."
He covered my lips with his mouth, spearing me with his tongue and mimicking the movement of his fingers in my pussy only seconds before, until I had no choice but to melt into him. When he finally stopped, he looked down at me with one eyebrow raised.
"I said no talking. I'm not done with you yet."
I glanced over my shoulder to see he was walking toward the pool. When we reached the steps he set me down, then slid his shorts off. His cock was bigger, harder, and redder than I'd ever seen it. Catching my gaze, he smirked, then gestured to the water.
"Get in," he said. "Go to the deep end and wait for me."
I did as he said, gasping as the cold water only intensified the throbbing in my nipples and clit.
I swam across the length of the pool, stopping at the edge where Josh was moving to sit on the side. Shifting forward, until he was on the very edge, he grinned at me.
"Put your hands behind your back and keep your legs straight down."
I stared at him in confusion for only a second before I understood. If I couldn't tread water, as I was doing now, the only thing that would keep me from going under was...
He smiled again, nodding when he saw the reality wash over my face. "That's right. My cock is going to be the only thing keeping you from downing. If I catch you moving your hands or legs, I'll paddle your ass until it's on fire." He motioned for me to come closer. "Get busy."
I took him in my mouth, almost gasping at the size. He'd never been this big.
As if sensing my questions, he chuckled. "I bought a penis pump. I really didn't think it would work, but..." he pointed at his cock again. "As you can see, it's even better than I thought."
Oh, God, I thought. I was the one that had mentioned introducing a few toys into our sex life. Not that we'd ever really had any problems, but I'd heard a few friends talking about them and thought it might be a good way to spice things up a bit. I had no idea he'd actually ordered anything. That must have been where he'd bought the clamps too. I had to wonder what else he may have bought, and my body once more tingled at the thought.
Moving forward, I did as he instructed. Opening my mouth as wide as I could, I sucked as much of his cock in before clasping my hands behind my back. I kicked my legs a couple more times to try to take more of him into my mouth before letting them fall loosely straight down. Immediately my body tried to sink and I had to suck hard to keep my head up.
Josh groaned even as an evil grin stretched across his mouth. "You better suck harder and faster if you want to stay above the water."
My eyes widened, but I did as he said. His smooth skin was like silk, and I could taste pre-cum leaking from the tip. I moved my head forward, my mouth wider, as I tried to take him deeper. He chuckled and grabbed the back of my head, bringing me closer and thrusting the head of his cock deep to touch the back of my throat. I gagged softly before forcing my throat to relax and take him.
Using the buoyancy of the water, we settled into a rhythm and it wasn't long before I could feel him growing even thicker, harder, the head pulsing in my mouth. Josh let loose a long, low growl and jerked my head forward one last time as he began to come, spurting deep into my throat.
As soon as he was finished he pulled out, though he was still as hard and big as when I'd started. I began kicking furiously, my hands and legs almost numb from holding them still for so long. Josh slid into the water with me and began tugging me to the shallow end, stopping once more at the edge just enough to keep my breasts under the water, though thankfully I could finally rest my feet on the bottom.
I opened my mouth to ask him what he was going to do, but he quickly stopped me with a look at that promised retribution if I disobeyed his earlier orders.
Pushing me against the wall, he lifted one breast from the water and kept his eyes glued to mine as he bent at the knees to bring his mouth flush with the tip. Then, with a devilish grin, he pulled the clamp from my nipple and replaced it with his mouth, sucking hard. My pussy swelled and throbbed at the sudden rush of pain and I cried out, my body writhing under his tight hold. After several seconds he repeated the same to the other, holding me tight as I tried to get away from the onslaught of pleasure that overtook me after those first few seconds of pain.
Finally he rose, lifting me and holding me against the side of the pool before easing my legs around his. I knew what had to come next and I shook my head. I didn't think I could handle it. But Josh simply chuckled and kept me still before reaching down and guiding his cock to my entrance. In one hard thrust, he was inside my slick heat, wrenching a strangled groan from my chest. My head fell back as he began pumping into me, pushing me toward the edge with each thrust. I'd never had anything so big inside me, filling me as completely as he did today. The head of his cock teased that one spot inside - touching it, then retreating, before touching it again, each time bringing me to the brink of explosion but not enough to send me into ecstasy. I wanted it. More than anything I'd ever felt in the world, I wanted that pleasure. I whimpered, forgetting the instructions not to speak as I began to beg.
"Please, Josh, oh God, please!"
My head tilted, jerked side to side, my hips meeting his thrust for thrust until I thought I would die. I could feel him pulsing inside me, knew he was getting close as well. Surely he wouldn't finish and leave me like this?
Then I felt his hand at my clit at the same moment I remembered the clamp. My mouth opened on a scream that never sounded as Josh removed the clamp and my swollen clit exploded with a mix of pain and pleasure that threw me into oblivion. My pussy clamped around his cock like a vice as the orgasm hit in waves, pulsing through my entire body. Josh gave two more short thrusts before he threw his head back and howled with his own release.
I don't remember either of us leaving the pool that night. I don't remember Josh wrapping me in a towel and carrying me into the house and to our bed. When I woke it was the next morning and the sun shone in through the blinds of our bedroom. Josh stood next to the bed, a mug of coffee in his hand.
"I called the kids and told them they could stay with their friends another night," he said, smiling.
Truth Or Dare
Truth or Dare is one of those games that makes every teenager in high school want to crawl into a hole and bury themselves, at least until they graduate and no longer have to face the rest of their classmates. But for those in college, or even after that, the game can move to a whole new level, as Brandi found out one rainy Saturday afternoon.
Work had been slow, even though the diner was packed for the breakfast rush. The constant pouring rain kept everyone off the beach and there was nothing better to do than sit inside, drinking coffee and staring out at the flooded streets. As a waitress, Brandi preferred when the customers ate and left. The steady stream of people revolving through the diner made her shift go fast, and her pocket fill with generous tips. On days like this, however, she was left with nothing to do but stand back and watch, waiting until someone signaled a refill or, thankfully, moved to leave so she could clean the table. By the time she'd clocked out and walked the three blocks to her apartment, she was soaking wet and desperately wanted a hot shower and a glass of wine.
Instead, she found her ex-stepbrother lounging on the small patio in front of her door, three of his friends leaning against the railing.
"What the fuck do you want?" she asked, wiping her wet hair from her face as she unlocked the door. Aaron was over six feet to her five-two, with a body that had once made her insides quiver with the thought of what he looked like naked. Once. Long ago. Now, she despised the man. He was twenty six, two years older than her, and an asshole just like his father. He'd only been her stepbrother for about a year and a half before her mother had finally figured out what kind of dick James had been and they'd divorced. That had been two years before. She only liked referring to Aaron as her stepbrother to piss him off. He'd never liked her mom and hadn't wanted a sister any more than she'd wanted a brother.
Aaron slowly stood and followed her inside, motioning for his friends to do the same. "Ah, come on Brandi, don't be like that. We're just bored and thought you might like to hang out a while."
Brandi turned, hands on her hips, and glared at him. "Does it look like I want to hang out? I want a damn shower and to be left alone."
Aaron looked her up and down. Her long brown hair was plastered to her head, and the white tank top she wore was soaked, showing the lacy bra underneath, her dark nipples visible through the thin material. Her jean shorts were molded to her skin, showing each curve. She was lithe and toned, evidence of her twice-daily runs along the sandy beach.
He'd wanted her since the day they met, and he'd decided today was the day when he would have her. She owed him.
"Tell you what," he started, moving around her to walk to the kitchen and open the fridge. After a quick look, he shut the door and turned back to face her. "Why don't you go ahead and get cleaned up while I go grab us some drink and then we'll talk."
Her eyes narrowed. "Talk about what, exactly?"
His eyes were laughing when he met hers, and she suddenly knew. She shook her head. "No, not today."
"Yes today." He gave her another glance, then headed for the door. "If you want that shower, you better get moving. I'll be back in twenty minutes."
The hot water felt good against her flushed skin. She'd known this day would come. Anger rushes through her, removing any and all traces of the heat that had just been making her insides quiver. Her emotions were jumping all over the place, and she couldn't decide which she should focus on. Two months before their parents had divorced, Aaron had walked into her bedroom to find her in the middle of an intense orgasm, her favorite vibrator thrusting in and out of her pussy. He'd snapped pictures with his phone, then stood back and watched until she'd finished. When she'd opened her eyes to find him there she'd been shocked, but that was nothing compared to the rage she'd felt when he showed her the pictures. Then the blackmail started. First it had been little, simple things. Bringing him coffee at work, picking up his dry-cleaning. Over the following months it had escalated into much darker, deeper acts. When he'd wanted her to fuck him, she'd called it quits, swearing she didn't care what he did with the pictures - she was done. But instead of following through on his threat, he'd made her an offer. She had to play a game - truth or dare - with him and a few friends. If she didn't, he would post the pictures on every social media site he could find, along with her name, address, and phone number. If she did decide to play, he would delete them forever and call it good.
She'd agreed, and they'd parted ways. He told her he would pick the day, one when she least expected it. That had been five months ago. Apparently he'd decided today was the day.
Brandi walked back into the living room just as Aaron came through the door, his arms laden with a case of beer and several paper sacks.
"Okay," she said, snagging one of the cold beers and twisting the lid off. "Let's get this show on the road. Who goes first?"
"Anxious are we?" Aaron sneered.
"Damn right I am. The sooner we get this done, the soon you get the hell out of my apartment and leave me alone."
He chuckled and muttered something she couldn't hear under his breath. Ignoring it, she flopped onto the couch.
"So who are you guys, anyway?"
The one to her left, a tall, lanky blonde with crooked smile spoke up first. "I'm Adam."
On her right came "I'm Conner" from a dark-haired guy with bulging muscles and tattoos that covered both thick arms. He had wide shoulders and a devilish grin that made her pussy quench unwittingly. She didn't want to be hot for any of these guys, dammit. She just wanted to relax.
Taking a sip of the beer Aaron handed her, she looked at the third guy slouched across her armchair. "And you are?"
"Joe," he replied without looking at her. His head was resting against the armrest, his thick arms crossed across his middle. He looked to be about the same height as Aaron, but he had reddish-brown hair and a thick shadow across his jaw as if he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. He was staring at the football game muted on the tv in the corner.
Aaron tossed beers to the others and folded himself on a large throw pillow in the corner.
"Ladies first," he said, sending Conner a smirk.
Brandi raised her eyebrow. Fine. She could do this.
"Truth or Dare?" Aaron asked.
"Truth."
Without hesitation he asked, "Have you ever thought about fucking me?"
Well, shit. This wasn't starting out well. She took another long drink of the beer before she replied.
"Yes."
Without waiting or looking to see his reaction, she looked over at Joe, who had finally turned away from the tv, but only looked mildly interested in the game. "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
She thought for a second, then grinned. "Have you ever had a threesome?"
With a slight quirk of his lips, he met her gaze. Bright blue eyes held hers, almost burning a hole straight through her. "Yes," he replied.
Then he looked at Aaron. "Truth or Dare?"
"Dare."
All three of them grinned, and Brandi had the sudden feeling she wasn't going to like what happened next.
"I dare you to use that vibrator on your stepsister."
"What?" Brandi jumped up from the couch. "No way!"
But Aaron was already standing, the vibrator in his hand. "You know the rules, sis."
She shook her head. "No, now that's just not fair."
Aaron shrugged. "Fine, but you know what happens next."
She swallowed tightly. Of course she knew. If she refused to allow him to perform the dare, then she was required to do one in its place. She hesitated, biting her lower lip. If she refused, they would only find something much worse to make her do. But if she let him...oh, God. She couldn't imagine...
Slowly she nodded her head. "Fine. Just hurry up." She sat back down and held up her hand. "But I'm not taking my clothes off. You can...move them to the side."
Aaron grinned and moved between her knees. "Whatever."
She shuddered slightly when his left hand pulled her shorts and panties to the side, but then he paused, a look she couldn't decipher on his face. His eyes widened and flew to hers before he finally whistled.
"Holy fuck!" He looked around at the others. "She's bare."
Groans filled the room and heat filled her cheeks. "So I wax. Who cares? Now get on with it."
"Toss me the lube out of that bag," he said, looking at Conner. A second later he opened the bottle and poured a generous amount onto the thick vibrator then looked back at Brandi. Holding her gaze, he slid the tip into her pussy, watching her reaction. She tried to hide it, but the further he pushed, she couldn't hold back her moan. When it was all the way in, he touched the button the side, making the tip vibrate against her clit.
"Ohhh."
"Yeah, come on, we want to hear more of that."
He turned the speed up.
"Ohhhh, shit," she groaned, her hips twisting as she tried to open her legs further, but the shorts held her back, somehow making the act even more erotic. Aaron began pumping the thick rubber, the tip hitting her g-spot each time the tongue on the end pushed against her clit. She was getting close. Faster than when she'd used it on herself. She could feel the pressure building low in her stomach, tiny electrical shocks sparking through her pussy.
"Okay, I'm done." He switched it off and pulled it out abruptly, causing her to cry out at the loss.
"You fucker!"
He just laughed and sat back, propping himself up against the corner of the television cabinet across from her. "Your turn."
Shaking with need, she glared at him. "Fine."
She looked around at the others, trying to decide which to choose. Finally her gaze stopped on Conner. "Truth or Dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to finish what he started."
Conner grinned and took the vibrator from Aaron. "Sure thing, Sweetheart."
This time Brandi stood and dropped her shorts and panties amid several whistles. When she sat back down, she spread her legs wide and gave Aaron a smug look as Conner moved to kneel in front of her. She no longer cared who saw her. She was fucking horny and she wanted to come. Now.
Conner shoved the vibrator in, turning the speed up to maximum.
"Oh fuck!" she cried out. He began thrusting, pulling it out and pushing it back in so fast it left her dazed, her pussy on fire. The orgasm slammed through her, sending shock waves through her pussy, her cream pulsing out each time he withdrew the vibrator.
"Goddamn. Look at her go."
She wasn't sure whose voice said the words, but they spurred her muscles into another round of clenching waves.
Finally Conner shut it off and slowly withdrew it. He immediately turned and eyed Adam.
"Truth or dare?" His voice was rough, almost strangled.
"Dare."
"I dare you to tie her up."
Knowing the consequences, she allowed him to remove several silk ties from one of the bags Aaron had brought in and wrap them around her wrists. The other ends were tied to an old antique metal table she kept behind the couch.
"Whose turn is it?" she muttered.
"Mine." Adam's voice was low, but his she could see the desire lurking in his eyes.
He looked at Aaron. "Truth or Dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to eat her out."
Aaron moved between her legs before she could protest. A moment later his mouth was on her pussy, his tongue pressed deep into her channel, and she couldn't remember why she wanted to protest.
"Aa...ron," she stuttered, but she was unable to finish the sentence when he latched onto her clit and began sucking. Another orgasm rocked through her and her back arched, thrusting her breasts up into the air.
"Dare," she heard someone say, and then Adam was standing in front of her. She opened her mouth and his warm musky cock slid against her tongue to the back of her throat. As she began sucking him in earnest, she felt her top being pulled down, then her bra spring free and the cool air touched her nipples just before two mouths covered each and began sucking and pulling. She screamed around Adam's cock as yet another orgasm burst through her body. Her lips clamped down and she swirled her tongue, sucking the tip hard. Adam yelled as he thrust into her and began filling her mouth. She swallowed, then pulled her mouth away, gasping for breath.
Adam dropped into the chair across from her with a groan as Conner, Aaron and Joe began removing their shorts.
Brandi's eyes widened at the site, and she shook her head slightly. "Um...what are you guys doing?"
Aaron gave her a smirk as he sauntered over to her. "Oh, we're going to get our share too before we're done here."
Even as she shook her head, Joe grabbed one ankle as Conner grabbed the other. With her hands tied above her head behind the couch, she could do nothing but try to kick at them, and she knew that wouldn't do any good. Hell, she wasn't even sure she wanted to fight anyway. Each of them were built, with long, thick cocks that made her pussy twitch and throb at the thought of having them fuck her. But could she take them all in one day?
"I..." she swallowed hard, then met Aaron's hard gaze. "I don't know if I can fuck each of you one right after the other."
Aaron laughed, the sound harsh in stifling room. Someone had closed the windows, probably to keep the sound from traveling to her neighbors, she thought. And she didn't have air conditioning. The room was quickly beginning to feel like a sauna, which only made the smell of sex in the air more potent.
"You don't have to worry about that," he said as he sat down beside her, then shoved her over several inches. Conner and Joe twisted, flipping her over as if she weighed nothing, and placed her knees on either side of Aaron so that she was straddling him, his cock poised at her entrance. "We're just going to double up a bit."
With those words he thrust upward.
He was bigger than the vibrator, bigger than anyone she'd ever fucked, and when he slammed home on the first thrust her mouth opened on a scream, but no sound escaped. She couldn't breathe. All she could do was feel as he pulled back, then thrust again, harder this time. Finally she gasped in air, only to have it stolen from her when she felt Joe filling her small rosebud with lube. She tried to turn, to tell him no, but Aaron pulled her shoulders down so that she was sprawled against his chest.
She was still shaking her head when she felt the engorged head of his cock push, seeking entry that her body didn't want to give. "I...I've nev..." she tried to get the words out but Aaron only laughed, the sound drowned out by his own groan and her scream as Joe pushed past the tight ring, stretching her hole until she thought he was ripping her in two.
"You're gonna need to quiet down," Conner said, appearing at her side. He tapped her cheek with his cock, laughing when she tried to turn her head away again. Aaron held her arms in a vice grip, his cock hammering in and out of her pussy as Joe began pumping slowly into her ass. Conner grabbed her chin, the head of his cock at her lips.
"Come on now, you don't want your neighbors to walk in and find you like this, do you? They just might take some pictures and start this whole thing all over again."
Brandi stiffened at the words, but opened her mouth. Just then she felt a sharp slap on her ass, the sting sending fire along her pussy and up her spine. Shrieking around Conner's dick, she heard the others laughing as they picked up speed, slamming into her so fast that she missed the signs of the orgasm until it barreled into her. Her pussy clamped down as waves of pleasure exploded. Blackness appeared at the edges of her vision but she fought it off. If she passed out, there was no telling what they would do to her. She had to wait. Had to surrender until they finished.
Another slap jolted through her senses and she involuntarily sucked in, drawing Conner deep. When she swallowed, it was more than the man could take, and he came hard, grunting as he held her head still and emptied himself into her throat. At the same time, Aaron yelled "Now!" and he and Joe slammed into her once more, holding themselves tight as they filled her ass and pussy with jets of hot cum. Brandi's body convulsed, shuddered, then fell as the blackness took over.
She woke hours later, alone, naked in her bed. Her skin smelled of her favorite soap, her freshly washed hair still damp against the pillow. When she turned her head to look at the time on the little clock beside her bed, she noticed a small white card. Her muscles ached when she reached out to pick it up.
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went out for pizza. back soon. be ready.
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She picked up her phone. There was a new background image - of all her holes being filled at the same time, and a look of pure bliss stretched across her face.
She smiled to herself.
Bring it on.
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