Emotion in Motion: An Erotic Anthology

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Emotion in Motion

An Erotic Anthology

Part One

 

 

By:

Kristen Thomas

 

Text Copyright © 2013 Kristen Thomas

All Rights Reserved

 

1.)
A New Neighbor

2.)
Hayley and the
Headmaster

3.)
Jose and Marie

4.)
Nancy and Todd

5.)
Phil and Lori’s
Night Out

(Part One)

6.)
Phil and Lori’s
Night Out

(Part Two)

 

A New Neighbor

 

I walked
through the door of my flat, dropped my keys and bills onto the hallway table,
and headed into the kitchen in search of a drink.  Wandering into the living
room, a cold Barr Cola in one hand, it took me some time to notice the woman
sitting quietly on my sofa.  My first instinct was to ring the police, but I remembered
that I’d left my cellphone in the kitchen on the charger.  While I was
pondering my next move, I recognized the young woman as the new neighbor who’d
moved into the flat next door just the week before.  I started to say something
to her, but once I realized that she was not merely sitting on my sofa, and her
hands were in fact quite busy underneath her skirt, I dropped in to the nearest
overstuffed chair to enjoy the show.

 

At first
I couldn’t see anything under her skirt.  The soft material was moving back and
forth with every motion of her hand.  My mind filled in the missing visual; her
fingers playing lightly across her neatly trimmed bush, dipping into her wet
slit and rubbing across her swollen clit.  There was a hitch in her breathing
and she suddenly moved her legs apart.  I was greeted with the perfect view of
her playing with herself.  I had been mistaken.  Her slit was cleanly shaved, a
sight that caused my cock to jump in appreciation.  In her hand was a large
dildo.  As she thrust it in and pulled it out, it glistened with her juices. 
Every time the length of it was buried inside her she would moan and arch her
back against the sofa.  Her large breasts would rise and fall with each
thrust.  Her eyes were closed and a small smile played across her lips; her
tongue would dart out every so often and run across her lips moistening them
before she chewed on her bottom lip and moaned loudly.

 

The soda
sat on the floor next to the chair, full and forgotten.  I could feel my
trousers growing tighter and more uncomfortable as I watched the show.  I had
the urge to unzip them just to give my cock room to grow, but I wasn’t sure how
she would react to such a bold move.  I shifted slightly in the chair giving my
cock and balls a chance to adjust to the cramped space they now occupied.  I absently
stroked the length of my shaft through the material of the trousers and felt a
shudder of pleasure flood through my stomach at the hardness.  There was no
turning back now, I thought, and unzipped the trousers as quietly as possible.

 

The
buxom brunette stopped cold and her eyes flew open at the sound of the zipper. 
When she was able to focus on me, the smile stretched into a smirk. 

 

“Surely
you’re not going to just sit there and stroke yourself,” she said saucily.

 

I
shrugged my shoulders in reply but said nothing.

 

She ran
her finger over her clit, buried it deep inside her pussy, pulled it out and
sucked all her juices off of it.  She arched an eyebrow at me.

 

“I taste
absolutely divine.  Care to try me?”

 

I nodded.

 

She
practically bounced off the couch and crossed the distance between us in
seconds.  She smoothly reached into my trousers and revealed my throbbing
cock.  She swirled her tongue around the deep purple head and the skin
glistened with her spit.  Slowly she lowered her mouth down the shaft until her
nose was buried in my pubes.  While the head of my cock was buried in her
throat, she started doing things with her tongue that sent shivers down my
spine.  A delightful slurping sound accompanied the best head I’ve ever had and
it was taking all my concentration not to shoot a huge load down her throat. 
Her fingers brushed against my balls and I nearly shot out of the chair.  Her
breasts were rubbing against my thighs as she bobbed up and down on my cock.  I
grabbed her hair and eased her off.

 

“Fuck
me,” she gasped.  “Now.”

 

I dumped
her onto her back on the rug and slammed my cock into her so hard the rug
scooted across the floor a few inches.  Her hips rose to meet each thrust and
she was breathing heavily causing her breasts to move in an entrancing
pattern.  I rolled her nipple between my thumb and the pads of my fingers
drawing a small yelp from her.  Her legs clasped behind my back and her heels
dug into the muscles in my butt with each thrust.  My breathing was coming in
short pants and she seemed to sense I was close.

 

“Come on
my face,” she purred between panting breaths.

 

A few
thrusts later I couldn’t hold back any longer.  I pulled out, grabbed her hair,
and pulled her head close so I could shoot stream after stream of cum all over
her face.   Globs of semen hit her closed eyelids, her nose, and across her
painted lips.  When I finished the last few spurts, she pushed me away and
grabbed her dildo off the floor where it had fallen when she dashed over to
me.  She shoved the dildo in her pussy and pulled my head against her beautiful
breasts.

 

“Bite
me,” she demanded.  “Bite my nipples.”

 

I bit
her lightly.

 

“Harder,”
she growled.

 

I bit
her harder and she squealed.  Her stomach started to spasm rhythmically.  She
pushed my head away from her nipples.

 

“Watch,”
she said, nodding in the direction of the giant dildo pistoning in and out of
her sopping pussy.

 

I looked
down just as she pulled the dildo completely out of her pussy and she squirted
all over.  She came so hard she squirted several times and managed to soak the
entire front of my trousers and there was a puddle around her ass on the rug. 
Her body continued to twitch and spasm for a few minutes while a bright red
flush appeared across her gorgeous breasts.

 

“Thanks,”
she said breathlessly, reaching out to fondle my drained cock.

 

Hayley
and the Headmaster

 

Haley
walked into my study with a sheepish grin on her face.

 

“You
wanted to see me, Headmaster?” she asked quietly.

 

“Please
have a seat, Haley.”

 

It was
difficult to maintain my composure.  The rumors flying through the teacher’s
lounge were detailed enough to give a man of any age wet dreams.  In fact, it
had been Jacqueline, her English teacher, who had sent her to the office after
an uncharacteristically rude encounter.

 

“Is
there something wrong?” Haley asked.

 

“I
should think so,” I replied, the strain of keeping a lecherous smile off my
face was intense.  “Would you care to explain yourself?”

 

“I don’t
know what you want to know,” she replied coyly.

 

“Really?”
I drawled.  “I find that interesting.”

 

“Honestly,
Sir, I‘m not sure what I can tell you.”

 

“Why
don’t you start with where you were yesterday afternoon?”

 

The
color drained from her face and she looked down at her shoes.   I waited
patiently for a moment and I was just about to prompt her when she looked up
directly into my eyes.

 

“I was
in the village,” she said softly.

 

“What
were you doing down in the village?” I asked, encouraging her to share the
details.

 

“Is it
against the rules to go down into the village?”

 

“Absolutely
not,” I replied quickly, “but as Headmaster I do have the right to know what
you were doing there, though.  So, without any further stalling, Haley, I
expect you to tell me what happened yesterday afternoon in the village.”

 

“I was
just spending some time with friends,” she hedged.

 

“Nonsense,”
I exploded.  “You were seen in the village square being inappropriate with a
group of local village boys.  If you won’t tell me what happened, I will be
forced to notify your parents.”

 

“Please
don’t tell my parents,” she whimpered.  “I’ll tell you whatever you want to
know.”

 

“What
were you doing in the village yesterday?” I asked in a low tone.

 

“I was
making some money.”

 

“How?” I
asked, a quick shot of adrenaline running through my stomach.

 

“The
boys in the village offered to pay me for quick peeks at my…”

 

“Yes?” I
asked, my heartbeat speeding up.

 

“Well. 
I don’t mind when people look at me,” she said, turning a becoming shade of
pink.  “I’m a bit of an exhibitionist.  I actually like it when the boys look
at my body, especially my breasts.”

 

She
trailed off and flushed a darker shade of crimson.

 

“Surely
you don’t need the money.  Your step-father has more than enough and you
receive an allowance.”

 

“It’s
gone,” she explained.  “He said I was spending too much money on clothes and
frivolous items.”

 

“Let me
see if I understand the situation,” I replied.  My cock was now throbbing in my
pants at the thought of what I was going to propose next.  “You are short on
money because your step-father cut your allowance.  In order to have pocket
money, you’ve started fraternizing with the local boys.  You’ve been exposing
yourself in the town square for money.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I must
contact your parents,” I threatened.  “They really should know about your
inappropriate antics in the village.”

 

“No,”
she begged, her eyes filling with tears.  “Please.  If you contact my parents
my step-father will send me to a military boarding school.  I like it here.  I
just turned 18 and I only have a few months left before I graduate and I don’t
want to leave my friends.  Please, if they find out about this it will ruin my
life.”

 

I
watched her as she worked through the situation.  A gleam appeared in her eyes
and I knew I was going to get anything I wanted from her.  My cock jumped in my
pants and I could feel the tension coursing through my stomach.

 

“Please,
Headmaster, I’ll do anything I can to persuade you not to contact my parents.”

 

I raised
my eyebrows.  Forcing her to voice her intentions aloud was thrilling and
sending shivers down my back.

 

“I could
clean your study.  I will volunteer for kitchen duty.  I will help clean the
dormitories.”

 

“I don’t
think that is the type of punishment that will help you to understand the error
of your ways,” I said sharply.  “In fact, I need to know exactly what you were
doing with the local village boys in order to decide exactly what punishment
will be sufficient.”

 

“Yes,
Sir.”

 

She
began to unbutton her blouse quickly.

 

“Is that
how you undressed for the boys in the village?” I asked, my voice raspy with
need.

 

“No,
Sir.”

 

She
began to unbutton her blouse more slowly, swaying her hips back and forth as
she got closer and closer to being topless.  When the buttons were all done,
she shrugged the blouse off her shoulders letting it catch on her elbows.  She
thrust her chest out, the silky cloth of the blouse pulling tightly across her
ample breasts and accentuating the lacy pattern of her bra.

 

She
turned away from me to drop her blouse on the ground giving me a perfect view
of her tight little ass.  She was unclasping her bra when she stood up.  Her
bare back was smooth and I longed to run my fingers over her supple skin.  She
turned suddenly and I was greeted with the breathtaking sight of her gorgeous
breasts.  They were full and perky with delicious little pink nipples just
longing to be licked.

 

I took a
deep breath to steady my nerves before I attempted to say anything.

 

“Is this
all you did with the local boys?” I asked pointedly.

 

“Yes,
Sir,” She replied contritely.

 

“Do you
think this is sufficient punishment, Haley?”

 

“No,
Sir.”

 

“What
sort of punishment do you think would be appropriate for you seeing as this is
how you were behaving in the village?”

 

She
shook her head and shrugged her shoulders.  Three hesitant steps closed the
distance between her and me and she reached for the buttons on my slacks.  Her
deft fingers had my slacks unbuttoned and piled around my ankles before I could
draw in a complete breath.  My underwear slid down over my ass and my cock
sprang out.  Within seconds she was on her knees and her warm mouth enveloped
my cock.

 

I jumped
at the warmth and wetness of her mouth and it took quite a bit of control to
stop the orgasm I felt building in my balls.  She was quite practiced at blow
jobs and I was on the edge of sending streams of cum down the back of her
throat from the moment she started sucking me enthusiastically.  She licked me
from my balls to the tip of my head, swirling her tongue around the tip smiling
up at me as she did.  The smile disappeared and she sucked me so far into her
throat that her nose was buried in my public hair.

 

I gasped
and made a strangled noise while pulling her head away from my cock before I
came in her mouth.  She reached around behind me, grabbed my ass, and held me
in place so I had no choice.  I groaned loudly and spurted into her sweet
little mouth again and again.

 

She licked
me clean, stood up, put her bra and blouse back on, and sat on my sofa.

 

“I trust
that you won’t need to contact my parents, Headmaster.” She said with a cocky
grin.  “I understand that what I have been doing in the village was
inappropriate but the real problem is that I got caught, is it not?  So, I will
make sure to be much more careful in the future, since we both know that I will
be continuing my behavior.  After all, a girl needs her pocket money.  However,
I recognize that this could possibly put you in a bad position.  So, as
compensation for your understanding, I would like to propose that we have a
standing weekly appointment.  I will show you exactly what I am doing with the
boys in the village so that you may be sure that I am following our agreement
and provide you with a mind-shattering blow job.  You, in return, will not
write my parents about my behavior.”

 

I was
floored.  All I could do was nod like an idiot.

 

Haley
curtsied and left the study, closing the door behind her.  I was left, my pants
and underwear still around my ankles, standing there amazed at the fabulous
blow job I just received.  Despite the fact that the glow of my orgasm was
still fading, all I could think of was the next blow job that was coming.

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