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It all started with me in the kitchen baking a chocolate cake, I had bits of flour in my hair and on my face and even a speck of chocolate on the tip of my nose as I stood there in short shorts, over the knee black socks, tank top and a sweater that was zipped up halfway.

My hair was pulled into a messy bun and had flour in it- it was mid afternoon when you walked in and leaned on the other side of the counter I was sitting on, you chuckled as you took in my appearance. "You still look beautiful," you said, smiling, I waggled my eyebrows, and winked at you, then I slowly started licking the spinner with the icing on it, wrapping my tongue around it.

I giggled as you squirmed, watching me. I finished and tossed them into the sink. I turned on the radio next to me, slowly swaying my hips as I put the icing on the cake, humming along to the song.

You strode around the counter, cupped my face with your hands and kissed me hard on the mouth. I came alive under you; kissing you back with everything I had as my hands came up and grabbed fistfuls of your brown hair. You bit my lower lip, tugging on it almost desperately, begging for entrance. And I gave it.

I didn’t even hesitate as I parted my lips. You slid your tongue in, tasting the chocolate in my mouth. I moaned into your mouth and one of your hands slid down to rest on my lower back, pressing my warm, soft body against yours while your other hand yanked on the elastic band of my hair.

You freed my hair and tangled your fingers in it hurriedly as you pushed my back against the wall of the kitchen, pressing your lower half against me firmly, trying to show me just how I made you feel. I made a soft whimper like noise as I kissed you desperately, yanking on your hair, you scooped one hand under my thigh and I locked my legs around your waist.

You pressed me harder against the wall, grinding your front half against the place between my legs. We moaned into each others mouths, grabbing at each others hair as we kissed, lips crashing against each others.

All I could do was feel your hard body against mine as you ground between my legs, making me moan, feeling your hand tangled in my hair, your tongue against mine, as my heart thudded in my chest. I tensed my legs, pulling you tighter against me as I tightened my hands into fists around your soft brown hair.

We were caught in a bruising kiss, both of us gasping and moaning as our lips moved against each other in a frenzy. The hand you had on my lower back slipped under my tank top, your skin against my heated skin made me shiver, goose bumps rising on my flesh as I clung to you almost desperately.

I wanted more. I wanted to feel your skin on mine.

My hands fell from your hair and slid down to the front of your shirt. I quickly slid my fingers under it, raising it quickly, but I had so much trouble doing it since I was still kissing you and we were still grinding against each other. You pulled it off quickly, and our tongues once again began a dance that was all too familiar to us, a dance that had been mastered several times.

You quickly moved us down the hall into the bedroom, tossing me on the bed, and moving over top of me. I gasped, body arching into yours tightly, trying to get as close as possible but it was so hard with all these annoying barriers. "Johnny.. clo-clothes," I managed to studder out in between gasped air.

You were on it before I could even attempt to clear my head enough to try. Button undone, zipper unzipped, you scooted back, hooked your fingers through the belt loops of my shorts and pulled them off of me. The cold air against my legs made goose bumps rise up on my flesh and I shivered.

I sat up and pushed you down on your back, undoing your pants for you this time. I ran a hand over you and felt you writhe under me with another groan. My lips twitched and I started pulling down your pants. But it was a struggle, I was so impatient, my movements all sharp and jerky, so you had to help.

Our clothes added to the mess that was already on the floor, and we weren’t even done yet. Before I knew it I was on my back again, your lips locked to mine with your hand between my legs. Your fingers started pressing against me and I shuddered, heat flicking through me like a fire.

I felt like my blood was boiling as it pumped through my veins, my heart pounding loud and quick and unsteady. But instead of doing what I wanted, you pulled your hand away. And soon my bra and underwear were tossed away, landing who knows where and frankly who cares? "Ashlee open your eyes," you said roughly.

My eyes fluttered open, focusing on yours. Nerves turned my stomach while my heart still pounded loud and insistent in my ears. You settled down between my legs and my hands reached up to grab your arms, nails digging into the muscle and flesh. "Relax," you whispered softly, as your lips came to rest on mine. But you did not seem too relaxed either; your voice was shaking and your body was tense.

You eased forward until I felt you, right up against me. I let out a huge gust of air, a burning need suddenly rising inside of me. I tried not to squirm impatiently, but being this close and having to wait was killing me.

I didn't have to ask if it was going to hurt, I knew it would, I breathed in deeply trying to relax my grip on your arms but I could not. I was too nervous, too excited, too scared. I was a bit of a mess. You looked at me and kissed me again, softer this time, as your hand slid down between my legs again and abruptly my eyes slid shut.

Your fingers pressed against me, and that raging fire that had simmered down before rose back up again. My head rolled back, a moan passing through my lips. Your fingers slowly moved away, and were replaced again by you, hard and waiting. You eased in slowly, but even that could not stop me from cringing.

You apologized, and stroked my cheek with your fingers before kissing me. I coiled my arms around your shoulders, gripping your hair in my hands tightly. You kissed me passionately, one hand holding my hip the other cradling my head as you kept pushing in. The further you went, the more it hurt, and you did not even go all the way.

You thrust your hips, still slow and steady and gradually the pain eased away, replaced by that same raging fire that seem to shoot through my veins, my whole body. I rocked my hips in time to yours so we were moving perfectly, and I matched each thrust.

My thighs were aching, my body burning, and everything just seemed so fast. My heart was still hammering and I felt that same heat rising, and I felt like a dam that was ready to burst. But then you slowed down, going slow and steady instead. It was torture, gripping your arms, my teeth grinding together as I struggled to hold myself back, refusing to let myself finish now.

I lifted my head to kiss you again and you moaned in my mouth, hips thrusting hard once again. I squeezed my thighs tight around your hips, feeling so close now. I bit your bottom lip and your hips rocked, thrusting deeper into me. I gasped your name, hips rising to meet you again and again until suddenly, we burst.

It was like a mini explosion inside me, one I felt in every single cell of my body. It was such an amazing feeling, to feel you inside of me, to feel you surrounding me completely. I felt…out of this world. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before. I had never realized before just how much you could really feel for a person. And I never thought it’d be possible to love someone so much, or to feel so loved and protected in return. I’d never felt closer to a person as I did now.

You breathed my name, lips pressing softly against mine. "I'm so in love with you," you said quietly. I suddenly smiled. And while it was not the biggest smile, it was the happiest one.

"I'm in love with you too," I replied, still smiling. You eased off of me and pulled the sheets of the bed back and we both crawled under them before you held me to your chest, your face buried in my hair.

My exhausted body, running high with excitement, suddenly seemed to be draining away energy slowly until I felt sleepy. I leaned my cheek against your chest, feeling slightly sweaty and hot, but the happiest I’d ever been. "I love you," I mumbled as you wrapped me securely in your arms, and then, we both fell asleep.

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Dear Readers and this is my third story and believe me this is only a dramatic representation of true happenings. In between I have inserted narration by Anil of his thoughts, initiatives and emotions on the subject topic. All the names have been changed. This story has been written into five chapters to facilitate easy uploading. This is the third chapter. Please read the other chapters also. If you are unable to find the other chapters, please contact the author. Saturday evening: as narrated...

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Wedding Cake Island

Earlier Today... This is a continuation of my previous stories: Ingenious Toys, and Dirty Talk. Briefly, this is what has happened so far: I was bikini shopping with Rupali before a trip to Bondi beach when we met Spike, a cute surfer and shop assistant at the surf shop. One unwitting orgasm later and Spike offered to drive us to Coogee instead. Planning a day of fun with him, we agreed readily and before the afternoon was half way gone, Spike had made Rupali come when a session of rubbing in...

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Eat Your Fuckin Cake

"One more outburst from you, Mr. Ericson, and I will hold you in contempt of court!" The judge's face turned a bright shade of red and I had to stifle a chuckle at her almost comic expression. "Mr. Young, I strongly advise that you get a rein on your client." I had been warned a few times already, but it's hard not to say "fuck" when "fuck" is a staple of your vocabulary and you're dealing with fucktards like the judge. I once had a guy tell me that he'd never met anyone who said...

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Chocolate RULES

Jeanine said, "One of us needs to go to the store." This statement, uttered in bed, generally indicated some sort of feminine hygiene emergency, and the one who 'needs to go to the store' is generally me. It is a law of nature that the gender which does not use or need a product, or is most likely embarrassed by its purchase (I am long over that, at least), is the gender which must buy it. "What do you need?" It wouldn't embarrass me. I'd get her to be specific; plugs or pads, regular...

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Chocolate And Caramel 8211 Pt 1 Bisexual Fuck Buddies

Warm and wet greetings to all of you. This is my first story. For privacy reasons, all the female names are fictional. This is the story about me and my two fuck buddies who are also bisexual. I met them at the fitness center I go to workout. The yoga hall was one floor below the gym and one day, I saw them making love in a vacant room near the hall. They offered me money to keep it a secret but I had other intentions. It will be a trueful boast if I say the women who have been rammed by my...

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Chocolate

Everyone experiments in sex. I think that's one thing we can all say we've done, because even just trying something for the first time is experimenting. And it's all going to have a different take on people, and it may be different with other people you do an act with. For instance I normally can't stand someone going down on me, but there are two people I absolutely love it from. And I don't know why it is that it's only two people I like it from. The first time I experimented was when I was...

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Wine Cake And Sex With A Married Woman

Hello everyone. This is D here and this incident happened a few months back. I have recently started reading erotic stories here and I felt like I should share my experience too. I had never been with an older woman. For the most part of my Adult life, I had a girlfriend. If I broke up with someone, it wouldn’t be long before I got into another relationship. So I really never planned or neither was there an opportunity to be with an older woman. It all changed when Payal came along. We met at a...

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Cutting Cake

Cutting Cake. By Tanya H. To all of the wonderful trans people who have been hurt trying to just live free, and to all those who were taken to soon. I left home in Yorkshire, went to London and joined the Metropolitan Police as a cadet when I was sixteen years old. After thirty years service I walked out of the job cloaked by a deep, impenetrable loathing for my fellow human beings. After getting sick of the relentless white-noise of uniformed, borough policing, where my...

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spunk on a cake

It was Sarah's Birthday and after spending the day with family she was looking forward to going out at night, with here best friend Thelma. She got changed and and came down stairs… It was Sarah's Birthday and after spending the day with family she was looking forward to going out at night, with here best friend Thelma. She got changed and and came down stairs with a short dress on and high heels, black stockings etc, my cock was rock hard and she sat down on my knee and opened her legs...

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Chocolate cherries with Aunt Sandy

Ever since our weekend at the cabin where we started to have sex, my mom's youngest sister Sandy and I have been getting together for some afternoon delight, or a weeked now and again to "saw our horns off". In other words get rid of being horny. We texxt each other and sext each other and share pics. None of the family knows the real reason I'm not dating. I'm too busy fucking my Aunt Sandy.Sandy and I do not use rubber or anything. We have toys that have only been used by us and we are...

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Chocolate Sighs

Jeanine said, "One of us needs to go to the store." I was puzzled. Even through my post-orgasmic fog I recognized that statement as the verbal shorthand that signaled the commencement of foreplay. Not just any foreplay, mind you, but a foray into the brave new world of light consensual bondage. What confused me was the fact that I was lying spread-eagle in bed, my arms and legs fastened to the head and foot posts, and blindfolded to boot. I cleared my throat. "You want to start over?" I...

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Soul Cakes

In the little village in which I grew up, the whole idea of making soul cakes to give out to the poor on All Saints Eve was a bit … well … strange. Apart from the Mays (who owned both Manor Farm and the stone quarry) we residents of Lower Steadlea were all as poor as each other. Nevertheless, sometime during the last few days of each October our cottage was always filled with the heady aroma of allspice, nutmeg, cinnamon, and ginger as my mother demonstrated her skill as the village’s...

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Chocolate Covered Cherries

To the readers: There is no sex in this story. It’s a story about a man and a woman and how they met and lived. It’s a story written for Valentine’s Day. The story is told by their eldest daughter. A special ‘Thank You’ to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. Chapter 1 This story is about my Mom and Dad. They both had passed away a few months apart. Mom went first at age eighty-one and Dad at age eighty-four. They had been married sixty-two years. This story...

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Chocolate Kisses 2 Pearl Ch 03

Chapter 3 — October, 1941 Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 With thanks to Doug, Elliot and Pepper for editing and support and for Jimmy B. * Although the blue tail-rudder blended well with the sea below, the plane’s chrome-yellow wings and fuselage screamed ‘Here I am!’ to anyone looking for it. Reaching its ceiling, the plane abruptly flipped over upside-down and headed toward the water almost two miles below. He could feel the wind vibrating the wire rigging between...

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Chocolate Sex With Neighbor Aunt

Hi. This is my first ever story on Indian sex story. I have been reading is from past 4 years. Today narrating my first fictional story. I am Naveen (name changed). I am from Belgaum. I am ‘5” and a 5’ tool. Let me introduce to my neighbor aunt. She is Sangeeta (name changed). She is tall about, 5’6” slim and size 30,28,32. She doesn’t have big boobs, she is a bit dark in color which is the most attractive thing in her. She looks beautiful. She lost her husband a few years back. She has a son...

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Chocolate Strawberries

You're sitting on a hot, lonely beach somewhere, with a new man. You don't know him all that well, but you know you want him. You have a basket of goodies with you, and you take out a small plastic container of strawberries, half coated with milk chocolate. You open the container, and hold it out to the man to take one. He reaches his hand out, and then withdraws it, looking into your face. "Umm... Listen, that would be great, but could I suggest something?" Your eyes lower a little,...

2 years ago
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An Milf Cake To Enjoy

Hello everyone, I’m banner 24yrs old from Hyderabad. My height is 5.8” with an athlete body. Here with another fantasy. Thank you all, for reading my stories, few feedbacks and suggestions and also for loads of love for my previous stories. I used to improve my narration and story styles so that you people can enjoy, still practicing though! Hope you guys will enjoy this fantasy too. Have fun. This fantasy is about making love with my neighbor. Her name is Sarla, she is 32yrs old, her...

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