One more day until I post my first months stories! 

If anyone is interested in reading some of my previous stories free of charge, I will be posting some of them on Literotica today. 

Day 5: hope you enjoy. 

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He could feel the warmth of her breath against his cock as she erotically licked the precum from his cock, moaning at the enthralling taste of him. Chuckling, she decided to tease him, slowly licking along the length of his shaft before placing gentle kisses against his tip. Drops of precum oozed out of him as he groaned. 

Her lips, her tongue, her mouth kissing him everywhere. It all felt so fucking good, he couldn’t restrain himself anymore. 

He grabbed Emma’s wrists pulling her into a standing position before pushing her against the wall, positioning himself just close enough to make her squirm. He hovered there, as he kissed her, teasing the 
very entrance to her body, feeling her drip around him. She whimpered as he kissed her, hot and heavy. Never breaking contact as their lips intertwined, tongues exploring hungrily. Insistently, she grinded against him, pushing herself closer and closer to being penetrated. 

He could feel her frustration growing as she groaned, “James, I need you”. 

He smiled, satisfied in the power he had in this moment. He knew that she would do almost anything to have him please her. 

More than happy to oblige, James grabbed Emma's hips firmly as he finally thrust into 
her. She screamed in pleasure at finally being one. Digging her nails into his back as he fucked her against the wall, hard. She moaned freely, getting what she had so desperately craved. Instinct took over as she clawed at him, deep enough to leave red marks across his skin. She needed to feel him closer, harder, now. Emma kissed him relentlessly, matching his thrusting pace as he pinned her against the wall. 

The pressure from the teasing had left Emma so sensitive that it only took a few more thrusts before she reached her climax, crying out as he held her close and continued fucking her. She came around his cock, their sweat and juices merging deliciously.

James could feel the moment that her orgasm crashed over her, cunt throbbing around his cock, threatening to push him over the edge. He managed to restrain himself, barely, gasping for breath as Emma’s body clung to him. 

Exhausted and dazed they stumbled into the bedroom, collapsing onto the bed together. 

He wasn't finished with her, not yet.

Today is the penultimate day of introducing myself, and yes, I love any excuse to use that word. Today's story is one that I wrote for New Years Eve. I am planning to post the full story to Literotica if anyone is interested in reading the full story.

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He gazed at Emma, unable to pull his eyes away from her intimate act. He knew it was wrong to be watching her, but he found himself trapped by the irresistibility of the female form. He observed her face, admiring how her delicate features were arranged into a display of pure bliss. Noting how her eyes were closed and she seemed to be biting her lip to keep herself quiet. Those mewling whimpers were the only evidence of her indisputable enjoyment.

He looked at the exposed, inviting ivory flesh of her neck, at the water cascading down her long auburn hair and dripping down the centre of her breasts. James could feel his pulse racing, his face flushing as he watched her. His breath caught in his throat as he studied her breasts, nipples hardened, begging for attention. Swallowing thickly, his eyes shifted downwards, travelling across her toned stomach before pausing to watch her skilled hands. Emma had one hand on her clit while the other was plunging deep inside of her.

She was thrusting into herself frantically, releasing such desperate little moans.

Dear god, she was stunning.

Emma shifted her position slightly, grinding herself harder against the shower wall as she spread her legs wider. From this position James had a full view of her exposed pussy, the pink folds were swollen and glistening with more than just water. He watched as she plunged her fingers into her body over and over. Rubbing her swollen clit, desperately trying to bring herself to orgasm.

James felt himself stiffen, his cock stirring at the erotic sight before him. Yet he knew that he was never meant to see Emma in such a vulnerable position. Breaking free from his trance, he tore his eyes away and examined the floor. James took a deep breath and cleared his throat, alerting Emma to his presence.  

The moment he did, those emerald eyes shot open and fixated on him.

Finding the courage to make eye contact, he watched her face turn from one of pleasure to panic.

She hid her body with her hands, trying to conceal what she had so obviously been doing. 

“Emma, I am so sorry, I heard your cries I-I- thought you were upset after tonight, I’m so sorry, I will leave I –“ James mumbled, rushing through his words and turning to leave as he spoke desperately trying to escape the situation.

As he opened the door to leave he heard Emma’s timid voice beckon him, “wait”.

He turned back to face the shower to see Emma had returned to her position against the wall, hands moved to expose herself once more.

James gawked at her, she was showing herself in her most vulnerable state, willingly.

“Emma, I don’t-, please don’t think you have too just because–“

“James” she cut him off.

Gazing into her green eyes, he saw how relaxed she looked, how comfortable she seemed in his presence. She licked her lips hungrily, eyes filling with unmistakable lust. 

She was inviting him in. 

James moved towards her, acting upon instinct. Still, he removed his clothes slowly, giving her time to rescind the offer if she changed her mind.

She didn’t.

Instead, her eyes followed his every movement.

Eventually, James stood before her wearing nothing but his briefs. He watched as Emma bit her lip, watching the obvious bulge grow. Feeling flustered, he adjusted himself, blushing as a notable wet patch appeared where he had touched. His throat felt thick. He couldn’t deny how incredibly exposed and vulnerable he felt, having Emma study him like this.

Although, since he had been doing the exact same thing just a moment ago, he couldn’t really complain.

Unsure where to go from here, James waited for Emma’s command.

“James”, she said, her voice husky, “take them off.”

Obeying, James reached down and tugged off the final barrier of clothing, allowing his cock to spring free. He didn’t miss the soft gasp that Emma released upon seeing just how hard he was, knowing it was all for her.  She smiled, reaching to open the shower door before stepping out. As she did, the scent of her filled the air. James closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. She smelt so fucking good, his cock twitched in response. She stopped a few steps away from him, never breaking eye contact as she spread her legs and returned to touching herself. Spreading her pussy lips and rubbing her clit she showed him exactly what she wanted.

“Kneel” she said simply.

Without question, he obeyed. Dropping to his knees as he maintained the intense eye contact, heart thudding in his chest. Emma replaced her hands with his own, inviting him to pleasure her. James took over, stroking the soft folds of her pussy, feeling her wetness spread across her labia and clitoris as he did. She was gorgeous and her smell up close was even more intoxicating.

When Emma bent down to run her fingers through his dark hair, he couldn’t help but moan her name.

For Day 3, I wanted to share with you some of my reviews from previous custom stories.

Review 1 - Echoreid did an AMAZING job!

Review 2 - Got like 3 works before and hasn't disappointed one! Echo is an awesome writer that I can't wait to use again!

Review 3 - Their adaptability to the brief and eloquence in delivery were top-notch. Plus, their politeness and proactive communication made the whole process seamless. 

Since I couldn't do a post without giving you anything fun to read...please enjoy my recollection of my first sexual experience.

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A friend and I had been flirting for weeks.  We were both new university students, just two virgins testing the boundaries of a new relationship. On one of the first nights we spent alone together, we ended up talking about masturbation, my favourite topic. I asked him how often he jerked off and he gave some bullshit answer about not that often.

Just imagine the look on his face when I described making myself cum daily. The look in his eye was pure unadulterated lust. I could feel him watching me as I spoke, the change in breathing as he swallowed thickly. I giggled, explaining that I most definitely did not have the self control to abstain for a day, let alone a week.

He started bragging about his self control and it didn't take me long to decide to tease him a little. Everything about him screamed submissive, and when I offered up a bargain that was too good to be true, he jumped at it.

I lent a little closer to him, biting my lip as I spoke, "I bet I can make you loose that self control. I bet I can make you hard".

He laughed, blushing as he shly accepted my deal.

The next few weeks were some of the best of my life, erotically charged conversations and lustful glances with me dropping innuendo's and stealing subtle touches wherever possible.

I was determined to win.

Eventually, we end up alone in my bedroom.

I don't remember even what the conversation was about, I am sure it was unimportant. What I do remember was how it felt. I could feel my entire body flushed with anticipation, desire, fear. In that moment I had realised that I had known all along how to win, I had just been too nervous to do it. Before I could talk myself out of it, I decided to do it. 

Without warning, I straddled him.

Easing myself onto his lap in one swift motion while simultaneously removing my t-shirt.

There I was. Topless, straddling a man for the first time in my entire life.

Within an instant I felt him harden, the rigid denim fabric straining against the pressure. I can only imagine how it felt for him, having a warm hot pussy directly over his sensitive, inexperienced cock. I couldn't help the intuitive way in which I started grinding my hips. Without hesitation, his hands moved up to my hips, caressing my curves, touching me in placed I didn't know I needed to be touched. It was as though we instinctively knew how to move in synchrony in that moment, like puzzle pieces slotting together.

A wave of insecurity had me looking into his eyes as I spoke, "Is this okay?"

The growing pressure I felt beneath me meant that I already knew that but hearing him say it out loud, I couldn't help but smile. His voice was timid, laced with just a hint of embarrassment as he said, "Well, you won."

I am not sure that I will ever find the words to describe the power I felt in that moment. Which, as a writer, is really saying something. Even today, my heart thuds uncontrollably the moment I straddle my partner. There is something so purely possessive about that position. After this first encounter, I learnt that I liked being in control, having the ability to anticipate their bodies reactions, their needs.

Perhaps one day I will tell you all about training my submissive to cum on cue.
Now that, is a story.