Your Darkest Desires (Four Complete Short Erotic Stories Of Different Flavors) (5 page)

For long minutes, we were at a stalemate, rolling against each other and grunting our feelings when we couldn’t find words. Then, he sucked my earlobe into his mouth and tipped the scales in his favor. My loud moan bounced off the walls, but before I could tell him off – or form a coherent thought – Brett dragged his fingers down my cleft and pressed his thumb against my entrance.

I didn’t have it in me to be embarrassed by how loud my scream was.

Bright dancing spots of light filled my field of vision as happy, intoxicating pleasure flooded my bloodstream. I couldn’t get enough air, and I was fairly sure my heart was about to burst out of my ears, but I wouldn’t have given this feeling up for the world.

I blinked lazily at the racks around us, stroking the ends of Brett’s hair as he groaned into my shoulder and stilled against me. Tiny shudders rippled across his back, and if I hadn’t been higher than a kite, I would have been compelled to follow the movement with my tongue.

“Not that I’m complaining,” Brett began, his voice hoarse. “But would it be okay if we did that in a bed next time?”

Something loosened in my chest – a weight I hadn’t even known was there – and I patted his back in affirmation. “Sure, love. Tell me, how do you feel about gags?”

There was a brief moment of silence, and then, “I’m not opposed to them.”

Though he couldn’t see it, I grinned; we were going to be excellent together.

Unquenchable Desire

I have always had an intense fascination with strangers and the fantasy of having sex with them, especially those I randomly see as I go about my every day life. It may sound completely bizarre, but I find myself looking at all kinds of people on the street, and then before I realize it,  my mind gets carried away with taboo thoughts about the things I might do in the bedroom with these virtual strangers. It may sound incredibly strange and almost perverted, but I cannot seem to control my thoughts or my desires once my mind gets swept away into this deviant world of
my own sexual fantasies.

I am not sure if others do this or are quite as deviant in their sexual fantasies as I am, because believe it or not, I am also extremely shy and withdrawn
in personality as well. Much of my time I spend withdrawn and quiet with nothing sexual in nature controlling my thoughts, but then suddenly these deviant fantasies overtake me. Does that sound crazy especially since I just went on and on about my kinky fantasies? It does to me, hence why I am confused, and yet excited all at the same time about my own sexuality and deviance. I realize I am different, but I am also quite unique and I enjoy the thought that what others may think they perceive from my outside is far different than what lies underneath down deeper within me.

These are the deep desires that I wish I could fulfill when it comes to what resides within my sexually explicit mind. Even as we speak, I am at an outdoor cafe having a light lunch enjoying people watching and allowing my mind to fantasize about all sorts of naughty things quietly and virtually unnoticed. Everywhere I look there are men I could easily see myself fucking in my lascivious mind, however they would probably never imagine I was
thinking such things at all by just a glance my way.

I wouldn't go so far to say I was in desperation this particular day, but I was in a very provocative mood which is probably why the day turned out to be one as electrically charged as it did, sexually speaking
of course.

As I mentioned, I was sitting outside at a charming bistro this particular mid-morning when a very hot and
handsome man caught me off guard. I notice hundreds of hot men every week, but this one in particular really caught my eye. There was something so intriguing about him, yet I couldn't put my finger on just exactly what that something was. I wondered if perhaps he was one who could read my thoughts as he looked over at me studying me with his own eyes.

His hair was dark blonde and wavy, not too short, yet not too long where he looked unkempt
. He was clean cut enough to be boyishly handsome yet rugged enough to look a bit like a bad boy might reside underneath his exterior. He was muscular build with ripples in all of the right places. But the most noticeable and sexy feature he possessed was by far his eyes. They stood out like blue sapphires, glimmering back at me. They were encased with gold rings that sparkled and his eyes held a mystery behind them that couldn't be ignored.

In fact, I didn't even attempt to ignore him. I decided it was time to let all of my inhibitions go and look directly into his blue eyes. I was tired of simply wishing. I was ready to take my fantasies further. All of the sexual desires I had been keeping inside decided to bubble to the surface like a simmering stew comprised of sexual ingredients boiling, ready to be tasted that day right then and there.

As he sat at a table off to my right looking at me seemingly with the same sexual thirst, I wondered how to make the first move. This was the place where I usually tripped up or froze completely, but I was determined not to do so this time. I was bound and determined to take it farther, to go that one step more that would assure the experience of wild, uninhibited stranger sex that I had craved for so long.

Surprisingly, I really didn't have to worry about how to handle the situation for long, because the mysterious stranger took the initiative. At first I thought I was imagining things. I saw him making his way towards me, but I figured just as he got to me he might veer off to the other direction, but he didn't! He came closer, closer and yet closer to me until we were face to face
,my dark green eyes staring into his beautiful blue ones.

I was speechless but he wasn't.

“Is anyone sitting here?” He asked in a provocative tone of voice motioning to the empty chair to my left.

“
No, no one.” I replied a bit too nervously for my liking but I smiled coquettishly trying to repair any damage my ridiculous and nervous reply had incurred.

“
May I?” He asked gesturing once more.

“
Of course.” I replied now a bit too enthusiastically, yet he seemed pleased by my willingness.

We talked for a short while but it was obvious the sexual energy between us was building to dangerous degrees. It was more than apparent we needed to do something soon to tame the fire building
like a cloud of lust and longing. It was undeniable and the yearning looks between us couldn't be ignored much longer.

As if we had a mutual understanding between us, he motioned for our waiter paid and tipped him, and then the two of us left the outdoor bistro together as if we were famil
iar lovers. He hailed a cab and without a single word spoken between us, we rode to his hotel room about 7 minutes away.

Although we were silent, our glances and nonchalant touches on the way spoke loud and clear. His hand brushed against mine sending shock waves over my entire body. I was aching to feel his lips pressed against mine, and the anticipation of it was almost too much to bear.

Finally the cab stopped us in front of the Motel 8 and the two of us emerged still wordless as we made our way inside. Once he pushed the door closed behind us, he pulled at my dress eager for it to be off . I feverishly fumbled for the zipper on his pants in an unquenchable craving.  It’s as if we were lovers who hadn’t tasted of the other in months. The hunger between us was insane.

That night the sexual adventure we embarked upon brought with it passion in its purest form, kisses that brought flesh alive and demands for satisfaction to our lips. The slightest touch became the most inflamed caress that drove insanity to the very brink and then some. It was as if we had known each other forever yet it was at the same time the hottest stranger encounter ever. We wasted no time thrusting our bodies onto the bed behind us. It was uninhibited, wild and incredibly free. It was all I had fantasized of and more.

“I want to eat your pussy so much right now.” He groaned spreading my legs wide and holding them there as he dove down onto my seething cunt.

I pushed his head hard into my pussy moaning like a wild cat into the very essence of the room which was filled with a musky sexual aroma.

"Oh yes, yes just like that!" I purred into the sensually charged atmosphere.

I thrust my cunt harder and harder into his starving mouth as if begging to be devoured. I could hardly hold off cumming and that's when with the power of his hands and his driving need to fuck me, he flipped my body over on all fours. His hands turned me over so fast, I barely felt his cock slip into my wet dripping cunt before my ass hit the chilled air.

I couldn't believe I was finally living out my most deviant fantasy allowing a virtual stranger to plunge his stiff prick in and out of me. It was like being impaled with a red hot steel rod.

"How does it feel getting fucked with a strange cock for once?" He growled surprising me with his boldness, yet turning me on and satisfying the taboo nature in me that had been longing for months to be fucked by a stranger.

Our fucking became insatiable and louder than either of us expected. That's when we heard a light knock at the door, stopping us cold us both with a deer in the headlights look in our eyes. He looked at me and I at him both of us shrugging not sure what to do.

My strange lover made his way to the door sheepishly and opened it slowly. It was the hotel busboy obviously aware of what he had interrupted, but I could swear by the expression his face wore that he liked what he had interrupted. I tried to not much avail to drape the bedspread over my completely nude, in the midst of being fucked body, but I fumbled in my nervousness.

"Uh.. uh could you two please hold down the noise. A few other patrons are complaining." The words exited his mouth, but it was easy to see he was much more intrigued by what me and my lover were doing than he was on relaying the message.

I threw myself completely off guard and even shocked all three of us there with my response out of the clear blue.

"You want to join us? I want you to fuck me now. In fact I want you both to fuck me so hard I can hardly walk tomorrow." I demanded with pure sexual lust overtaking me.

I suppose what I said was so bold and insanely hot that without thinking further, the busboy stripped his pants off revealing a long boner that looked prime to fuck. I pounced  into the all fours position and without any reserve he began to pound me hard and furious. My blonde stranger stroked his big cock obviously enjoying watching the complete stranger fucking me like wild. They took turns back and forth almost as if they were in a contest to see who could bang me the hardest and slapping my ass hard with their full balls all the while.

I felt my pussy begin to gush cream that seemingly had no end. The more cum that was fucked out of me, the hornier I became and the wetter my cunt became. It became impossible to distinguish when one of them would cum. My pussy became a virtual fountain of our mingled juices as the three of us exchanged  cream. I desired the taste of a cock in my mouth and I didn’t care which one. Each was deliciously unique in its own right. The hot blonde I met at the cafe decided to let me taste his first.

I figured it was his right since he and I started the whole sexual adventure. He leaned over me his dick at my mouth’s level, his body behind my head. At the same time my legs were pinned behind the hotel guys ears, with him fucking me furious.  He fucked me while I sucked my first man’s cock with hard deep plunges in and out of my hungry mouth. It was insanely deviant and taboo yet incredibly exciting.

I cannot describe the thrill of being fucked simultaneously by two strangers. It was as insatiably liberating as it was ridiculously naughty and wrong. But for something that was so wrong it truly felt way too right. I was proud of myself as much as I was almost ashamed of myself. It almost made me sick yet only in a delicious way. Men did this sort of thing all of the time I kept telling myself in my mind silently. Why couldn’t I spread my kinky wings in a world where usually only men were given the liberty to do so? I felt strongly I had the right to do anything I wanted to  sexually with my body. After all I was a grown woman. However a small part of me knew I was being a shameless slut, but either way I looked at it,  I was loving every second of it!

The more we became embroiled in the throes of three way sex the more all of us desired to take our escapades just a bit farther. The two dudes switched off so that my mouth could give each irresistible cock its due time being lapped and sucked. I am a very sexy woman when it comes down to the naughty deeds of sex, but if you saw me you might never guess I had ever sucked a cock balls deep, but I have and I am quite the expert at it as well I might add. The more sexually involved we became, the braver I  became. The more I got fucked and  the harder I sucked dick, the more I desired it. I didn’t feel physically worn out, in fact quite the contrary. I was becoming more brazen and uninhibited by the second. I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more. I had pushed the envelope in the past when fucking one on one, but suddenly a sexual diva was born in me that was borderline a nymphomaniac in nature.

“
I demand you both fuck me at the same time, one in each hole. Do it now! I can’t wait!”