EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN

You are the last stop on my mail route. After your box I head back to the post office with all my outgoing mail. Being close to Christmas I was used to seeing thank you gifts from people but yours really got my attention. I see a card and Mailman written on the envelope taped to a bottle of wine. I quickly put your mail inside your box and return to my truck so I can see what the card says. When I open the card, I see a photo of you naked with your legs spread holding a sign that says, “Please come back for dinner at 6:00pm” I saw you peaking out the window watching me for my reaction so I smile and give you thumbs up to let you know I will be there. I find myself unconsciously speeding to get back to the post office. I quickly sort all the outgoing mail and clock out. I race home and get in the shower. I am primping myself like a teenager for a Homecoming dance date. Time passes so quickly in the wintertime, so I find myself getting dressed in a hurry. I am listening to the weather on the radio as I drive to your house and get concerned about the winter storm warning that was supposed to hit in in a few hours. I think to myself this might have to be a short date. At a stoplight I glance at your card again and say to myself,” Let it snow this is going to be a long date”. The light turns green and I turn onto your road. I drive about five miles until I get to the entrance of your driveway. I take a swig of Listerine as I head down your long winding driveway to the security gate where the mailbox is. The gate started opening as I approached and made me think of your legs opening. I drive up to the circle in front of your house. I swish the Listerine around and spit it on the ground as I step out and head for your door. I ring the bell and you come on the video screen by the door and I am a bit overwhelmed because you are naked. You see the look on my face and say, “what’s wrong”? I smile and say, “Nothing I am not used to being greeted in this way”. I hear the lock click and the door pops open. I hear your voice telling me to come in. I walk in and you look so sexy. You say,” Get naked because I am serving pussy for dinner”. My clothes quickly hit the floor and my erection is bouncing with every step. You lay back in an exceptionally large beanbag chair with your legs open, so I plant my face between your thighs. You moan with ecstasy as I begin to flicker my tongue at your clit. Your juices begin to ooze quickly as my tongue dives deep and begins to wiggle inside you. I see a collection of toys on a table for our dinner date. I grab the Ben Wa Balls lube them up and insert them in your pussy. I slide a finger inside to move them around, so they clack together to give you wonderful sensations. You are moaning wildly as I lick your clit and clack the Ben Wa Balls in your pussy. I can sense it coming as you deeply inhale. The muscles in your thighs are stiff as a board and tight. You exhale loud and long screaming,” Oh yes don’t stop”. I drink your pussy juice as it flows. You are laying there glistening with orgasm sweat as I gently lick your pussy. I take out the Ben Wa Balls and your pussy lips are swollen and dripping. I push your legs back as I say, “Dinner was wonderful” I stick my cock inside you and begin to thrust. It feels so good and you are so tight. You feel like a teenage virgin but are fucking like a porn queen. I feel it coming and bury my cock balls deep inside you and explode with a torrent of warm spurts of cum. You begin to scream with orgasm as you feel me ejaculate inside you. We lay next to each other holding each other for a long time. I hear the wind blowing outside and notice that we both have lost track of time. I look out the window and see a blizzard with snow accumulating quickly. I look at you and say well this may sound strange, but it looks like I may need to sleep on your couch. You smile and say, “Don’t be a dork you are sleeping in bed with me and the Breakfast of Champions will be served at 6:00am” I look at you am smile saying, “that is my favorite”. You walk to the bathroom and start running the shower. I walk in and say,” May I join you” as I slide two fingers inside you as you are bent over lathering up with soap. You reply, “get your ass in here”. We play like horny teenagers in your bathtub until a sudden burst of cold water lets us know the hot water tank is depleted. We both jump out and start toweling off. I notice the burst of cold water has made your nipples hard, so I find myself magnetically drawn to them. You say, “Last one in bed has to get on top”. I bolt to your bedroom and lay on my back on your bed with my cock sticking straight up. You come walking in saying, “Did you really think I was going to race you”. You straddle me and sit down on my cock. I stuff a large pillow behind my back and lean you forward so I can suck your nipples as I thrust my cock up in you. I gently run my tongue over your nipple as I suck on it and you go wild and start screaming and bouncing like a bucking bronco. You come down hard on me as you orgasm, and I hear a cracking sound like a chiropractic adjustment. Alarmed but with no pain I think,” Dam she is good”. I grab your ass as I bury my cock inside you and explode with a loud groan of ecstasy. We blissfully fall to sleep entwined in each other’s arms.

I wake up and smell coffee so I walk into the kitchen. I see you with your ass on a plate and Ready Whip on your pussy sitting on the table. I grab the cup of coffee you poured for me and take a sip. I hold it in my mouth, so my tongue gets very warm. I sit in the chair and plant my face between your legs. You go wild as my warm tongue begins to flicker at your clit. I lick up the cold cream, so my warm lips really feel good on your pussy and are quick to bring it to life. I lick you until you cum squirting in my mouth. You grab the back of my head forcing my face into your crotch and scream, “Thank you snow”. We take our coffee into the living room and sit on the couch. You turn on the morning News and the weather report is awfully bad. I say,” well it looks like I may be here for awhile until the plows get the road clear”. You look at me and say, “You cleared the road with your plow last night and you are still not going anywhere”. You change the channel to a romantic comedy and say,” Is it OK if we have Pizza for lunch” I smile and say,” I have a cold bottle of wine in my car sounds great.