1. My First Erotica: Part 1


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Novels, Author: kilogranite, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    gently brush against the head of my cock as she gives my dick a little peck. “Oh, you died,” she says; of course she does. All I want to do is ram myself inside her mouth. The loading screen takes forever and the whole time she just lays nonchalantly with her face against my boner while she simply stares at the TV. The loading screen ends and the light comes up. I start walking toward a car to steal it when I feel her lips slip over my tip, down just past the ridge of my head before they just as casually slip back off. I stop and my character is run over by a passing van. “What happened?” she taunts. I look down at her, and she just looks up at me quizzically. She’s good; she’s really good. If I hadn’t had any of the previous context I would believe she was sincere; she just looks so innocent. “Go kick his ass, nobody fucks with you!” I can’t even think straight. I begin wondering if I’ve forgotten some anniversary or something she is trying to celebrate, but no, I know better than that; this is just how she gets her kicks. I go off chasing the guy who ran me over, and nab a nearby bike to follow him as she slips my dick through the hole in my boxers with nothing but her tongue. She drops her lips around my dick and slips her tongue down along the side. Her head rises and so too does her mouth, but she keeps her tongue pressed against my dick, then slowly licks upwards and pushes against my shaft as her tongue returns to inside her lips. I crash and fly off my bike as the ...
    word ‘wasted’ appears on screen. “You’re really not very good at this game, are you?” she mutters. “Do you think you could do better?” I challenge. Oh, how I would love to eat her out while she tried. “Fine, well if you don’t want me to suck your dick, I’ll just go back to playing with myself.” She reaches under the sheets and pulls out the control for her vibrator and switches it on. "Aaauu... huhuh.” She’s breathing heavily. Eyes closed. Head tilted back and chin to the ceiling. Her chest pushes up and her back arches. She is pressing her forehead into my side. "Mmm.” Her head falls back as her eyes squeeze tightly shut, and her face constricts. “Aaahh.” Her face relaxes and she arches back up again, louder and more accepting this time. She presses the button again and the humming stops. She sighs, opens her eyes, and rolls them back to look at me. “What?” she firmly exclaims, a hint of irritation and challenge in her tone. I’m stunned; she’s never done this before, not that I’m complaining. “Wha… Mmm, uh… wait… What do you mean ‘back to'?” “Oh, so now you’re interested?” Is she annoyed? “I think that’s fairly obvious, don’t you?” I say as I gaze and gesture down at my erection poking out through my boxers, then back at her. “You didn’t seem interested when I was in the bedroom.” “What? I thought you were asleep.” “I’ve been masturbating for like twenty minutes and you never came.” “I never heard you or your vibrator.” “Hmmph, your loss.” “What? Hey!” “Now, you can go back to ...