EroScape

  He had been anticipating to see her so badly, a few days had gone by. It felt like a life time, her smile, her sweet scent, the way she spoke, her eyes…..he’d wanted so badly to get lost in those eyes. She was witty, a naughty girl, shy, but something about her drew him in. To say she was perfect would be exaggerating but in his own reality she was. He admired how she fought so hard to hide her feelings for him. He had been open about his, his feelings were beyond just a sexual attraction. He wanted her, needed her, fuck he hadn’t felt like this is in a while. A woman, was slowly growing on him, stripping him away of the wall he’d put up for himself……. A few months had gone by, they had shared some moments together, mostly the good. Their weekend dates became constant, nothing physical though! A few gentle kisses here and there, he didn’t wanna overstep and lose those moments. What they had shared together was enough, in his mind everything would fall into place. It didn’t stop h...

  It was one of those bedrooms where the couch faced the bed. She was barely dressed, with an oversized jersey as the only thing she had on. She had little to no recollection of the night’s events, but she wasn’t alone in the room. She squinted her eyes; it was a blur. But he was there, on the bed with another woman! Damn, how’d she get here?! Her body needed some attention, that was the one thing on her mind. It had been a horrible week, and she needed to release! But why? Who was she, and why was she all the way over by the couch? Fuccccckkkkkkkk, she wanted to yell but then again, she could help herself. She decided she would!. He looked over at her, with no shame or regret, then started kissing the woman next to him. They were kneeling on the bed, both naked from what she could make out. Agh, what a fucking turn of events, surely! She could see the other woman’s body from where she was. She had cup-sized boobs, and her nipples stuck out sharply. Her booty curve was visible—ligh...

  I wasn’t having it, I was mad again. There was no way I was letting him get to me. Sleeping side by side, my heart pounded, my pussy throbbed, and I could feel him getting hard. Facing the wall, my ass pressed against his dick. Torture, pure torture for both of us, but I had to punish him, depriving myself of the few things that make me feel alive: dick and orgasms. I hated this silent standoff, no talking, no touching. Deep down, I wanted to yell at him. But he wasn’t mine, and I didn't want him to be, though he believed I was his. He traced his fingers on my hips, and I flinched. I wanted to turn, but he didn't let me, placing his hand on my mouth. How dare he? I breathed long and hard, then my mind froze. I bit down gently on his palm, then his two fingers slid into my mouth. I gagged. He pressed against me, and I pressed back. The sexual tension was undeniable. He pulled my panties down, and I let him. My nipples were rock hard, especially when he pinched them. Still faci...