DeansList

Danica
Avet

A quick romp in his home office with his family upstairs. A
roadside quickie in his car after picking up a stranded motorist. A dominating
woman who uses and abuses him in the most delicious of ways. These are just a
few things that make Dean McKnight the luckiest man alive. Top it off with a
successful career, a wonderful family and a hot, adventurous wife, and Dean
couldn’t be happier.

With the option of having a different beauty every night of
the week, Dean’s list is packed with women who fulfill all his darkest
fantasies. He just never knows which one will show up next.

An
EC for Men
contemporary erotica
story from Ellora’s Cave

Audra

Dean McKnight barely looked up when he heard the office door
open, figuring it had to be his wife peeking in to tell him it was time to read
the kids their bedtime stories. The soft snick of the lock being engaged brought
his gaze up from the reports he’d been working on for the past two hours and
then he couldn’t think at all.

She leaned against the door, her hourglass figure outlined
by the knee-length coat she wore. Her thick black hair spilled over her
shoulders in a wild tangle, her bright-red lipstick the only color against her
pale skin. The dark, thickly lashed eyes eagerly devouring him made his cock
harden to painful readiness.

For a moment, elation filled him until he heard a thump and
giggles directly above his basement office. He surged to his feet, his heart
slamming. “What are you doing here? Did anyone see you dressed like that?”

She didn’t look the least bit worried by his alarm, toying
with the sash of her coat. “You don’t seem very happy to see me, Dean.”

Her voice sent a tingle down his spine that wasn’t entirely
alarm. Audra had a power over him he couldn’t even begin to explain. His body
responded, despite the worry warning him to tread carefully. His mother-in-law
was up there. The thought should have made his erection wilt away, but the
reckless glitter in her eyes made him rock hard.

“I
am
happy to see you, baby,” he said as calmly as
he could, not wanting to ignite her fiery temper. “I’m always happy to see you.
Um, how did you get down here?”

The full lips that looked oh so perfect wrapped around his
dick turned down slightly. “I used the door, of course.” As though she had
every right to stroll through the house looking like a call girl. She pushed
away from the doorjamb, sauntering toward him, her ridiculously high heels
putting more sway into her walk. “And I’m here because I want you.”

Dean swallowed hard, tripping over his feet to land in his
chair. “But my family’s upstairs,” he said hoarsely. “They could hear us or
walk in here at any moment.”

Audra tugged on her sash in what he knew was a
well-practiced move that caused the knot to unravel. The material parted to
reveal absolute perfection. Perfection he saw with ease since she wasn’t
wearing anything but a pair of thigh-high stockings and heels, her naked body
framed by the coat. His mouth dried as he took in her big, heavy tits, her flat
belly and the naked lips of her pussy. Her thighs were damp, proving she was
excited being in his home with his family right upstairs. Audra enjoyed playing
dangerously, but this time she’d turned the game on its ear.

The coat fell to the ground at her feet, leaving nothing
between her naked body and his gaze. She smoothed her hands up her stomach to
cup her breasts, tugging and pinching her dark-pink nipples. Dean licked his
lips, his mouth watering for a taste of those little peaks, his dick
practically saluting her through his pants.

Audra chuckled knowingly. “You don’t care if they walk in
now, do you?” she asked with a toss of her head, the movement causing her tits
to sway seductively.

She stepped around the edge of his desk, bringing her
gorgeous body closer and Dean couldn’t help himself, he reached out to her with
greedy hands. She arched her back, offering her tits to him, her hands sliding
down her belly to the wet slit between her legs. Dean thumbed her nipples,
playing with them as he watched her stroke her pussy, her fingers growing slick
with her own juices. The musk of her arousal was thick in the air, causing his
cock to leak. He wanted to be buried in her tight cunt, fucking her the way he
was always too afraid to fuck his wife. Audra was the wild woman who allowed
him to be the animal that wanted to rut mindlessly. And she loved it.

He nipped the swell of her tit, leaving a little mark on the
skin. One of her slick hands slid up to grip the hair at the back of his neck,
holding him to her, shoving more of her breast into his mouth. Dean groaned in
the back of his throat. He’d smell like her after this, his face, his skin, his
dick, but he didn’t care. He drew on her nipple, loving the way she moaned,
fucking herself with her fingers, the slick, sucking sounds mingling with her
cries of pleasure.

Dean reached down to massage his hard dick, switching to her
other tit, wishing he was inside her right now, her pussy rocking him to
oblivion. As though she read his mind, Audra pulled away from him, stepping
back with a coy smile. Removing the fingers she’d used to masturbate her cunt,
she lifted them to his lips, her eyes burning with lust. He lapped up her
juices, his cock ready to explode from her salty-sweet taste.

When she pulled her fingers away from his mouth, he
reverently whispered, “Fuck.” She was…amazing.

Her shiny red mouth curled into a catlike smile. “That’s
what I’m here to do, baby.”

Before he could say anything else, she dropped to her knees
in front of him, then to all fours, crawling toward him like a hungry panther.
Dean leaned back in his chair, the leather squeaking beneath him. He spared a
quick glance for the door, part of him paranoid that someone would knock, the
other part filled with an almost sick excitement that they would. And that was
her biggest appeal. She brought out the reckless exhibitionist in him.

Audra’s hands came to rest on his knees and slid up his
thighs, wiping all thoughts of family from his mind. She unzipped his slacks,
the sound of his zipper loud in the silence of his office, releasing his
straining dick. He hadn’t worn boxers and now he thanked god for laundry day
since it meant one less layer between his skin and her mouth. She purred in the
back of her throat, the sound filled with awe and appreciation.

“I love your cock,” she said, reaching out to grasp him at
the base, stroking up slowly. Firmly. Her thumb circled the tip, catching the
bead of pre-cum at the slit and smoothing it into his skin. “So long and
thick.” She pumped him a couple of times, as though fascinated by the sight of
her small hand stroking his meat. Then she leaned forward to rub her cheek
against his skin like a sex kitten. “So hot.”

Her gaze tangled with his as she turned her head to lick him
from base to tip with the flat of her tongue. The long, slow rasp made his eyes
roll to the back of his head, especially when she flicked the tip, swirling
around the crown as though tasting her favorite treat. Dean’s fingers dug into
the arms of his chair, fighting the urge to grab her head and fuck her mouth.
She laved his cock, making sure not to miss a single inch of skin, even
stabbing the tip of her pointed tongue into his slit as though to coax more
pre-cum from him. His cock obliged with two more beads, which she quickly
lapped up.

Then she opened her mouth and swallowed him whole.

There was no stopping his immediate reaction, which was to
grasp the back of her head and thrust up. But Audra didn’t seem to mind, taking
him all the way down her throat with only the slightest gag. The muscles
constricted around the head of his dick, milking him the way her tight pussy
did when she came, and there was no way he could prevent himself from fucking
her mouth.

Holding her head steady for his thrusts, he pounded at her
throat, watching his dick disappear between her tightly stretched lips. Her
eyes began to water, tears spilling down her cheeks, her hands clutching his
thighs, nails digging into the material of his pants like claws. It couldn’t
have been comfortable for her, but that was the beauty of Audra, she pushed her
limits and he fucking loved it. Dean’s balls drew up, the base of his spine
tingling. He could come like this. He wanted to come like this, but then he
thought about how wet and tight her pussy was.

He gripped her by her thick hair, his inner beast dictating
the way things would go, pulling her off his cock. Her lipstick was smeared all
around her mouth, her mascara smudged beneath her shining eyes. She’d never
looked sluttier, or hotter in his opinion. He wanted to take a picture of her
like this so he could look at it whenever he wanted, but they’d promised each
other no pictures or videos.

“Get up here,” he ordered in a harsh voice, reaching out to
pat the desk. She leapt to obey, planting her cute little ass on the edge, but
Dean shook his head. “Turn around.”

Her breathing hitched, causing her tits to bounce, her tight
little nipples pointing straight at him. She licked her lips. “Are you sure?
You know how loud I get when you fuck me from behind.”

Yes, he knew and he had a plan for that. Dean tugged at the
tie his wife had given him for Christmas five years before, keeping his gaze on
her face as he stood, his height dwarfing her. He lifted the checkered silk up
between them, gripping both ends and pulling it taut between his fists. Her
eyes widened, a spark of vulnerability darkening them. She opened her mouth to
say something else, but he slid the middle of the tie between her lips and tied
it around her head, giving her a makeshift gag. When he lowered his hands
again, her eyes were huge, but she didn’t reach up to remove it. Her cheeks
darkened with color, her nostrils flaring with every breath she took. And the
gag remained.

“Turn over,” he ordered again, his dick throbbing with the
power he had over her. Audra always came off as bold and brash, but right now,
she was his to command.

She slid off the edge of the desk, bringing her tits right
up against his chest, her nipples burning holes in his shirt. When he didn’t
reach for her the way he normally did, she turned around slowly, her shoulders
straight and proud. She tentatively leaned over the edge of the desk, but he
pressed a hard hand to the center of her back, urging her flat against the cool
wood.

“Reach for the opposite edge.” His voice was little more
than a growl as he took a step back to admire her heart-shaped ass and the
swollen lips of her cunt. “Spread your legs.” When she only moved her feet a
few inches apart, he used his foot to kick them farther apart until she was
nearly off balance, all of her weight on the desk top. “That’s perfect. Now
stay there.”

He gave her ass a pat and left her bent over his desk like a
sacrifice. He stepped into the bathroom attached to his office, searching for
the tube of lube he kept in his medicine cabinet. He’d learned after the first
baby came that if he wanted to get his rocks off he had to do it quickly, which
meant he didn’t have a lot of time for foreplay with his wife. She’d come to
appreciate his preparedness, in more ways than one.

Tube firmly in hand, he returned to the office to see Audra
still spread over his desk, her cheek pressed against his reports, her eyes
closed. It was a deceptively calm position because a glance at her hands showed
white knuckles where she clutched the opposite edge of the desk. She was
nervous, yet when he stepped behind her again, it was to see even more cream
glistening on her pussy lips.

He placed the tube on the small of her back. “That’s for later,”
he warned softly, running his hands over her round ass, parting the cheeks for
a peek at her asshole.

Dean couldn’t wait to bury himself in that tight hole, but
that would take a little more time and a lot of lube. He released her and
gripped the base of his cock, guiding himself to the juicy entrance of her
cunt. The first thing he felt was the heat flowing off her body, then the soft
wetness of her entrance and finally, tight muscles rippling around his dick as
he hit bottom, his balls slapping lightly against her clit. She let out a small
shuddery sigh, as though relieved to have him inside her. He bit back a smile,
knowing she’d worked herself up before coming to him. All it would take was a
few hard thrusts and she’d explode. And all the moisture her body produced
would go a long way to helping her tight ass accept his cock.

He cupped her hips, angling her for his thrusts, remembering
the exact positioning that would make her scream and slowly withdrew, letting
her feel his cock sliding all the way out of her tight pussy. Watching his
thick shaft slide out of her, seeing how saturated his dick was from her juices
nearly made him come right then and there. Gritting his teeth, he slammed
inside her again, grinding his hips into her ass. She let out a loud moan
behind her gag, her channel fluttering around him.

She loved this position and she loved it even more when he
set up a hard, fast pace, thrusting into her—the slap of his balls hitting her
clit mingling with her muffled cries. She tried to shove back to meet him, but
the awkward position he’d placed her in kept her from taking control of the
depth of his thrusts.

Dean grabbed the lube that nearly rolled off her back. With
an expert flick of his thumb, he flipped open the cap and squirted the lube
along the crack of her ass. She let out a little squeal of surprise, the
muscles of her ass clenching, but a quick slap to one round cheek relaxed her.
Thrusting his cock into her slowly to keep her on edge, he worked one finger
into her asshole, the ring of muscles fighting him until he slid in to the
second knuckle. She was incredibly tight around him, her sphincter clenching as
though to repel him, but as soon as he sped up his thrusts, she opened for him
even more.

The combination of sensations, his dick and his finger
working together, must have done it for her because he’d no sooner begun to
work on getting a second finger in her tight hole and scissored them to open
her wider, when she came around his cock with a gush of cream and a strangled
scream. Dean squeezed his eyes shut as her pussy milked him, threatening to set
him off. Only knowing there was an even tighter, hotter hole for him to fuck
kept him from shooting his load in her welcoming pussy.

Her body went limp on the desk, her ass relaxing around his
fingers. He slowly removed them, enjoying the way the muscles clenched as
though to hold him in place, and slid his still-hard dick from her pussy. The
crown and shaft shone in the overhead light from her juices, but he still
reached for the lube, squirting more on her asshole and a ton on the head of
his dick, stroking it along his length. Audra’s breath had begun to even out
while he prepared her ass and his cock, but as soon as he positioned the broad
crown at her ass, she sucked in a loud breath.