Collection of Sensual Erotic Stories(19)

That gave me extra pleasure and made me even wetter, when I thought I couldn’t. I managed to get only half of him inside of me so I got up and went back again. I didn’t stop moaning and sighing from pleasure and comfort. Then he joined me.

“Ohhh, Aaron… Oh, oh, ooooh… that feels sooo good… you are the best… Ohhhhh!” I screamed, fighting for control. It didn’t take long for me to come. With screams and tears I came while he was still very aroused. I fell on his shoulder exhausted and kissed him.

I was still impaled on him and felt his cock pulsating. He was breathing deeply and shaking lightly. He lifted me up, still impaled on his hard cock and carried me away. He took me to a tree and gently lowered me down and my knees started to buckle.



He turned me around so I was facing the tree. He started to play with my clit, very gently with the head of his cock and the hole that couldn’t wait to take him inside again.

”Come on; give it to me… Fuck me… break me… God I want you so much… Give it to me…” I said delirious and he finally started to penetrate me. He was slow and gentle.

He caught one of my tits with his hand. Then he rammed himself inside with one jerking motion, making me screech. But it was a very good feeling. He took it out and put it back again and again. He was very good. I wanted it to go on forever. The feeling that went through my body was like nothing I have ever felt. I was shaking and lost in a delirious state of mind. I wept and cried from the beauty of it.

The orgasms shook me one after another. He soon started to shake and convulse. He came loudly and spilled his sperm all over me like he had just taken a piss. We calmed each other down hugging.

Slowly we kissed, fighting for breath. He took me to the car and laid me on the hood. He knelt in front of me and started licking me. He was good at that too. I again started to lose control over myself and just when I was going to come he penetrated my pussy with his cock once more.

I was screaming and shaking and he was twirling inside of me. When I calmed down, he remained inside me. I twirled my hips and he started to fuck me hard. We were in a position where I could see him spreading me and entering me halfway, leaving me all wet and sticky. That turned me on even more. All the time he was fucking me, he was squeezing my tits.

“Oh you’re the best… just keep going like that… ohhh,” I moaned.

“God, this is so nice…” he said. I lifted myself up and hugged him tightly. I squeezed his shoulders, back, and ass, pulling him inside of me even deeper, and harder. I came again and lost track of everything.



I don’t know how we found ourselves lying on the grass on a blanket. Well, that had never really happened to me before. Did I fall asleep for a moment or lose consciousness from the beauty and the strength of the orgasm? I have no idea. I started riding him vigorously and manically. We were both so wet like we had just gotten out of the ocean. He flipped me over and was on top of me, not with his full body weight. He was keeping himself up with his palms. He fucked me faster and then he slowed down.

He had excellent technique and the right kind of tool, of course. I don’t know how many times I came that night. It was a night to remember. He brought me home and asked if we would see each other again. I promised him we would.

“I want to take your beautiful cock all the way in. Break me to the end. ” I said to him and kissed him.

“Of course. No problem. I can’t wait to see you again. You are one fiery lady and I like being with you,” he said, and that made me very happy. The next morning, the phone ringing woke me up. It was my work colleague…





Chapter 2: Mysterious Encounter




After an unforgettable night of sex with a complete stranger, I avoided those kinds of situations for a while because I knew that the same thing wasn’t likely to happen again. I had his phone number and there wasn’t any reason that would stop me from calling him again to have a repeat of the experience.

Maybe I was a coward or all of the other failures before him made me happy with what happened and content to wait. I was simply waiting for a new moment when it would happen all by itself. But things never happen by themselves, or by accident.

I was very committed to my work, so I expected a Sunday spiced with a seminar that lasted three days. If there was anything going through my mind these last couple of days, it was the different subjects I was preparing for the seminar.

Finally the day arrived when we had to go. I decided to spend those three days with a friend that lived in the town where the seminar took place and after a hardworking day relax my brain with various women topics. I arrived early in the morning and went to the amphitheater right away, with a bunch of papers in my hand.