An Erotic Sample - "The Egg"

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Hey there you lovely people that live with me here in this blog-a-sphere! I’m currently co-writing a single or a bunch (a decision hasn’t been made yet) of erotic stories/mini-series with a friend I made via Instagram who’d read one of my ‘shorts’ and promised me riches and nothing but dirty fiction – how could I resist!

I thought I’d post the piece here before sending it to my other site as writing it on the train ride home yesterday made the journey fly by and the experience could very well be a blog-post in itself!

Okay girls, boys and all those other naughty individuals out there, let’s get to reading!

Commuters Pt2... "The Egg"

When someone’s close by, close enough so that you can literally feel the aura of the person, close enough that their body heat glazes over you, and you get that feeling as though their very being is pulling you in and you resist the urge to kiss them... Well, this was Louanne's current experience, the only difference in the warmth coming from Roger standing in front of her was that it was all concentrated around his pelvis as though all his internal heat had flushed itself to one spot and emanated outwards.

Not wanting to move in case she ruined the moment, Roger obliged and took Louanne’s hand placing it on his upper thigh. Unprepared for the texture of Roger’s skin underneath her touch she paused almost imperceptibly. The lack of light in the kitchen and the fact her eyes hadn’t fully adjusted had left her unaware that Roger was completely naked. His crotch was on fire as though his cock was angry, it made Louanne seep juice from her vagina onto her French panties.

As her eyes filtered the darkness, took in the absence of any artificial glow and began using surfaces, the sheen of the fridge door, the shimmer of the time on the microwave and the dull moon beams that attempted to pour into the room; she was able to make out several objects on the centre counter behind Roger.

Allowing herself to be led, Roger picked her up easily and seated her atop the workspace. Wordlessly he parted her legs and revealed a knife from nowhere. His eyes looked evil as she caught a glint of them. Instinctively scared, knives had never featured in any of their games but she trusted him enough to play along.

Expertly, Roger flicked not so much as cut the edges of her panties open, tearing the last pieces with his free hand so that her pussy was totally exposed. The knife made a satisfying clatter as he threw it over his shoulder onto the tiled floor. Reaching behind her he grabbed something and placed it on her inner thigh dangerously close to the opening of her pussy.

Not wanting to break the spell, not wanting to look down, Louanne stared into Roger’s eyes like an employee about to get fired. The apprehension and tinge of fear etched across her face made Roger’s dick stiffen painfully. He wanted to plunge himself inside her so badly he nearly dismissed what he was about to do with the remote controlled egg he had pressed up against her thigh.

Slowly he raised it towards his mouth and licked it with more than enough saliva to drip down his chin. Blinded by lust, Louanne didn’t see the object, only the intent in her mans eyes.

It was wet and cold as it entered her. She grimaced, not for pain or discomfort. The toy inside her began to vibrate moderately. Roger’s hand, now placed above her pussy vibrated too. Inside her she could feel the egg pulsating and outside Roger played with her clit, giving it slow, strong strokes.

The egg vibrated faster but Roger kept his tempo. It became difficult to hold back. The two contradicting speeds playing havoc with her senses, and where she was just about to sync with one then the other broke her concentration causing her to shudder and release more of herself.

She could feel the inside of her vagina tighten around the egg and she wished it was Roger’s dick she was about to cum on. The thought of his cock, the way it always slid inside her, difficult at first, and then all the way in, deep and wide making it hard to tell if she was too tight or he was too big.

She would have it soon, but for now the egg got the first of her soaking wet attention.

Unable to stifle it any longer she grabbed Roger by the shoulder, dug her heels into the counter and squirted hot cum all over the egg inside her; causing it to fall out. 

It was Roger's turn to tag in...