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Erotic stories and erotic fiction generally are something that really turn us on. But these confessions are 100% true and are examples of what happens when a slut like Lisa needs to have a big fat cock inside per dripping pussy.
So, forget erotic fiction and get ready for some horny erotic fact…
As you probably know, I work as the receptionist at a medium-sized record company in central London, a job which brings me into contact with loads of famous musicians. I love sex, I love reading erotic stories and I love it when it happens to me! I like to dress ‘to please’ and the combination of short skirt, low tops and my long, trim (34D, 26, 38) figure usually attracts quite a few appreciative glances. My husband Dave gets really turned on when I tell him how the men I meet (and some of the women) ogle me and make suggestive remarks. That used to be about as far as it went – until I something happened to me that over-shadowed all the erotic stories I’d ever read.
Dave was away for a week, building a new patio for a pub in Newcastle (that’s what he does) and by Wednesday the lack of our usual daily sex was making me feel pretty horny. After work my boss, Tony, asked me to deliver some papers to a very famous American singer who was staying with his wife at a swanky London hotel. As I had nothing better to do, I agreed. After all, spending time with one of the best looking musicians in the world (and his ex-model wife) isn’t exactly a chore.
I arrived at the hotel at around 6.30pm and was sent straight up to the singer’s suite. A minder let me in and I asked him where ‘Jimmy’ (not his real name!) was. ‘In the shower,’ the big man said. “He wants you to wait for him. He says he’s got things to ask you.” Ellis, Jimmy’s gorgeous young blonde wife, came through to chat (we’d already met at several functions) and we had a vodka together while I waited for Jimmy.
Now, Ellis is one sexy woman. That night she was wearing skin-tight blue leather motorbike outfit and her crash-helmet was resting on the table. “Have you been out riding?” I asked innocently, after my second vodka.
“It’s my greatest pleasure,” she replied with a wink.
A few moments later, after Ellis had ‘refreshed’ our drinks, she sat down next to me on the sofa, and her hand rested gently on my knee.
“Can I ask you something, Lisa?” she said softly in her mild Seattle accent. I nodded.
“Have you ever made out with a woman?”
Despite myself, I blushed, and started to say “no”. But the alcohol had intensified my lust to practically screaming proportions, and something inside me stirred. I thought, “Why the hell not?”
So I said: “Why, are you going to seduce me?”
She stroked my bare knee with her hand and smiled. “Would you like that?’ she whispered. Without saying another word,I stood up and peeled off my T-shirt, at the same time stretching out my hand to her. Ellis knelt down in front of me and gently undid my short skirt, letting it slip to the floor. I stood in front of her, dressed only in my bra, pants and cowboy boots, silently urging her to go on.
She didn’t keep me waiting for long. Ellis leaned forward and, pulling aside my thin silk panties, tickled the hairs of my bush with her tongue. Slowly she became more insistent, pushing against the lips of my pussy.
Calmly, gently, she probed my soft folds. I was already wet and my cunt was beginning to juice up alarmingly. Her tongue picked up its momentum, centering now on my love bud. It wasn’t long before I was moaning with lust and pleasure, as the orgasm took me over and wracked my entire body, wave after wave of well-being and love washed over me.
It was magnificent. I came noisily and then I came again – even more noisily.
It was incredible. Whenever I read erotic stories this is what I love to read about and here it was, happening to me in real life!
When I was done, Ellis withdrew her tongue and gave my love-mound a gentle peck.
“Mmm,” I moaned.“That was fabulous.”
“My turn now,” she smiled wickedly, pulling down the long zipper and shucking out of her motorcycle outfit. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
I sank to my knees and began kissing and licking Ellis’s blonde, heart-shaped bush. She stood, spreading her legs slightly to allow me access. I tasted her musky cunt for the first time and it made me hornier that ever.
“Suck my clit, bitch. Use your tongue,” she ordered in a half-whisper. “Suck it harder, HARDER!”
I did as she said, and she began to moan loudly, grinding her hips and grabbing at my head. Then I pushed her back on to the sofa, kneeling on the floor in front of her, sucking and sucking, licking and probing. I couldn’t believe how good Ellis tasted. I knew then that I was hooked on pussy forever.
Ellis started thrashing about on the sofa, moaning and thrusting her shaking hips towards my eager mouth. Ellis’s orgasm subsided, but I continued to lick and suck the sopping pussy anyway.
“Well, what have we here?” asked a male voice behind me. I jumped and span round to see a naked Jimmy standing in the doorway. “Can I get some of that?” he asked with a grin.
I started to say something about being sorry, about… but Ellis shushed me and put a hand on my shoulder. “Just go over there and suck his cock,” she said. “That’s what you both want, isn’t it?”
I looked over at Jimmy’s stiff thick prick and nodded. This was better than any erotic stories I’d ever read.
I walked over to him and sank to my knees in front of his bronzed muscled body.
“Well,” he said, “what are you waiting for, girl? Standing here watching you two has given me such a hard-on. ”
I reached out for his prick and slowly pulled back the foreskin. Then I slipped my lips over his long, thick shaft.
“Mmm,” he moaned, “That feels good, Lisa. I knew you’d be good at this…”
“Just what I told you,” said Ellis from over on the sofa.
For my part, I slurped my way up and down his pole, occasionally sticking my tongue into his slit and waggling it about. When I did that his whole body would shudder. I gently squeezed his balls in my left hand, whilst my right held on to his slender hip.
“Oh, suck it baby!” he moaned, “Suck it hard!”
I kept up the momentum until I could feel the base of his cock start to twitch. That was when I squeezed his balls a little harder and changed the rhythm.
“Oh, fuck,” he began, “I’m cumm…”
He never finished the word. I quickly pulled my mouth away so that his thick cock was an inch or two in front of my face. I massaged his love handle with a slow, rhythmic motion.
The hot spunk splattered over my face and kept on coming. It was like a river. I’d never seen so much man-juice and it just seemed to keep on coming.
“Jesus, Jesus!” Jimmy screamed.
He continued creaming until my face was practically covered in the stuff and it was dripping off my chin.
“He’s a heavy cummer all right is my husband,” chuckled Ellis from the sofa.
“Right,” he said, turning to her, “it’s your turn now, sweetheart. Let’s keep this thing going all night…”
And that’s just about what we did.
It took me a while to pluck up the courage to tell Dave, but Jimmy’s suggestion that Ellis and I treat him to a threesome one night when Jimmy’s band were filming a TV special in Germany helped him get over the shock. Now, every time Jimmy and Ellis are in Town (which seems increasingly often) we make sure we hook up for a good group fuck. And that was the start of our “open relationship”.
Who needs erotic fiction when you can experience better sex than in any erotic stories in your own life. Mmmmmm x