Lesbian Erotic stories
Giving in to a house under construction
This is my third short story. I'm chronicling my sexual experiences in sequence, since adolescence. This was my third experience, with the same person. After this, I have one more to tell with this friend/neighbor. The others with him were more of the same.
Eaten by the neighbor as a teenager
What I'm about to tell you happened almost 30 years ago, in my mid-teens. It was a different time, without the internet, and there was more real connection between people. I lived in a simple neighborhood, where we'd spend most of the day outside inventing fun and messing around. It was also common to live at friends' houses. I remember that different and remarkable time with fondness and great excitement.
André my first love
As we were walking into the river, Tinho came and slapped my butt, and said the phrase!!_You're so hot!!! You took our dick without any fuss, you didn't complain for a minute, that Samuel doesn't even come close to this hottie!!
Relaxing after work
For those who don't know me yet, my name is Matheus, I'm 1.75 tall, my body is standard and all shaved, my hair is black, brown eyes and a thick 16 cm cock. And my lover and boyfriend is a tall guy, 1.85 tall, brown hair and eyes, with an enviable body, beautiful smile and a juicy cock, I tell more details about our first encounters in my previous story, I hope you read it and feel very horny too.
He doubted, he became a cuckold
Talking to my coworkers, we decided that we would play soccer on Saturdays. We rented the court and managed to get two teams together. Everything was set, and on Saturday we went to our first game. It was really cool, everyone relaxed a lot. After the game, we went to take a shower.
The silent pleasure of the boss's wife
If noise pollution is a constant in construction, the arrival of that woman at a certain construction site always managed to impose silence. There was not a single worker who did not stop what they were doing to look at her wide hips filling out a pair of tight jeans. Her blond hair under her helmet flowed straight down to the middle of her back. The dress shirt tucked into her pants further highlighted her slim waist. Her slightly full lips displayed graceful smiles,
I Became My Stepfathers Whore
A whore is waiting for another whore, wondering if I ll live up to Pierre s desires or, to be more gentle, a whore is waiting for an escort.
