The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 17

“No. Make love to you,” he said again as he reached for a condom in his pocket. She looked up at him and without knowing it, she was nodding. He got up and quickly got out of his clothes and rolled the condom on. Candice gasped when she saw the size of his manhood. He then positioned himself on top of her and kissed her forehead, her cheeks and finally her lips.

“Slow… it’s been a while,” she said looking into his eyes. He smiled as he began his entry into her.

After that night, the two met almost every other day until one day after seven months, Ash proposed to her by having a plane write the words “Candy Aiken, will you marry me,” in the sky. Today, he had texted her telling her to prepare for the best anniversary dinner ever. She had no idea what to expect.

She looked up at her reflection and smiled. Her purple dress gave her that air of royalty she thought she needed so much. The fact that the dress was a low cut V made her double D cleavage seem bigger. She completed the look with a pair of grey silver studded heels. Her long black silky hair was in a simple side sweep. Whatever Ash had planned called for her to be at her very best and that was exactly what she was delivering.

Her perfect serene moment was interrupted by the melodious chime of the doorbell. She briskly walked to the front door and what she saw on the other side of the door almost made her heart melt. Ash was standing on the doorstep holding a single long stemmed rose in his hand. He looked ravishing in a black three piece suit; his thick hair looked more luscious than ever in the evening light.

“Happy anniversary, baby,” Ash said in a sexy voice. Candice looked at him and smiled.

“Happy anniversary to you too Ashford Morgan,” she said as she took the rose from his hand and stepped forward for a hug. She took a long deep breath as he wrapped his arms around her curvy body. “What is it that you have planned for us, sire,” she asked in a mock old English voice. He pulled away and smiled at her.

“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” he said as he stepped aside so she could feast her eyes on the black stretch limo that was waiting in her driveway.

“What? You didn’t…” she said, her hands on her mouth trying to contain her joy.

“Yes, I did,” he said taking her hand. She smiled at him as tears of joy threatened to roll down her cheeks. This was really the same man she had fallen in love with twelve years ago, still as romantic as the day she knew him. Still as good looking as the day she first saw him.

“Why won’t you tell me? I am so anxious,” she said a she led her to the limo. She knew he had already exhausted his options. He had taken her to the Griffin Observatory, at night, the most beautiful time to go there. For that to happen, he had to pay to ensure that the place stayed open till late and for it to be exclusive to the two of them.

He had given her a late night picnic, she had got enough home cooked dinners, she had been taken to Hawaii, Rome, Spain… he had literally exhausted his options. And he was still surprising her? This time she wanted to know, what was this so special about this particular evening. He looked at her as he opened the car door for her. Clearly, he was not about to give in to her demands.

“Let’s go, Pablo,” he said when he finally climbed in the seat next to her.

“You are not going to tell me are you?” she asked looking at him. He looked at her and shook his head. A smile played at the corner of his mouth as he draped an arm around her shoulder. “Not even if I do something to convince you?” she asked, batting her eyelids at him. Again, he shook his head. This would definitely be a hard nut to crack. “Even if I do this,” she cooed as she ran her hands on his thigh.

He took a deep breath and hesitated before shaking his head again. She smiled up at him and put a hand on his belt buckle. He looked at her in surprise. He probably didn’t think she would go ahead to open it, but she did. She slowly undid his zipper as she looked into his eyes. She could feel him getting hard against her hands. “Not even now?” she asked. He looked at her and smiled again.

“Even if I was going to tell you, I am not going to tell you now,” he said in surprise. She looked up innocently.

“Why?” she asked, her voice sounded ever so sincere. He placed a hand on her back and slowly ran it up and down.

“Because once you know, this is over,” he said pointing to his crotch and her mouth.

“I promise not to stop even after you tell me,” she said as she began pulling his boxer shorts down. He already had a hard-on going on without much help from her.

“Let’s see what you got first,” he said. She smiled at him and got in between his knees. She felt a click and knew that he had secured the privacy divider. She placed a cool hand on his cock, making him give out a slight moan. She smiled as she brought her head down and slowly licked the tip of his cock. She felt him tense up in between her lips as she did it again and again.

Suddenly, she began taking him all in, without any kind of warning. Ash’s genuine erotic shock was obvious in the way he arched his back and moaned as she went on. She felt powerful, extremely powerful as she went on. She loved it when he was in her field, in her court, her game. She expertly took his cock deep inside her throat and as usual, Ash was surprised she had basically no gag reflex. He looked on as he disappeared in between her lips with every thrust. She began to slowly moan as she continued sucking on him.

Just when he thought she had given him all she could, she began flicking her tongue on the underside of his penis. He began feeling a tightness in his lungs and he struggled to keep his pleasure contained in his throat. He put his free hand on her head and began helping her bob up and down. He was unable to understand how she managed to have her lips secured tightly around his cock while her tongue continued working its magic.

“Just where the fuck did she learn that?” he wondered as he closed his eyes. “Never mind. I’ll ask that later,” he thought opening his eyes. She suddenly put her free hand under his balls, cupping him as she went on. She briefly released him and ran her hot tongue on his sac. He looked down at her just in time to find her taking his balls inside her mouth. He let go of her hair and put his hands on the seat. Soon, he was gripping on the edges of the seat unable to cry out as he fought his fast approaching orgasm.

“Whoa… Candice baby…. slow down…. slow down baby,” he said as she resumed sucking on his cock. She released him, smiled and begun sucking him in slower strokes. She could feel him getting harder inside her mouth, longer even. She knew that he needed his release. She was just about to deep throat him again when she felt her dress zipper being undone. With her huge tits in his hands he began to slowly thrust upwards. It was all a bit too good. He suddenly pulled his cock out of her mouth and pulled her up. She straddled him as he struggled to get her dress up.

“What about Franco?” she asked. He looked up at her confused.

“Who’s Franco?” he asked.

“The driver,” she replied wondering how he could forget that they were in a limo.

“Pablo,” he corrected as he continued lifting her dress to her waist. “I wouldn’t worry about him,” he added as he reached for her panties. His hands felt around her waistline before he finally looked up at her. “I can’t find your panties,” he said as he began feeling frustration kicking in. She looked down at him and smiled. Even in the soft light, she could tell that he was blushing.

“You naughty girl,” he said pulling her down for a kiss. He could taste himself on her tongue, in her mouth. Oh how he wanted to be in her. How he longed to sink inside her. She gasped as she felt his cock pressing hard against her opening and without any kind of warning whatsoever, he was inside her. Sinking deep into her very hotness, loving the feeling of her hot wetness engulfing him. She gasped again when he pulled out only to push himself back inside her.

Candice had never been so aroused in her life. It was like living the life of a porn star. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as he filled her. She loved the feeling of him taking her, claiming her. She let out a low moan as he began to move in and out of her, slowly, steadily. His erection was persistent. By the way he was going, she could tell that he would blow over any time now. She was ready for him. She wanted to feel him blowing over, to feel him filling her up again like he had done so many times before.

Ash went on thrusting into her as he finally pulled the dress down. He smiled when he noticed that she did not have a bra either. She never really did need one but seriously, she left the house practically in a drape and heels. “Ever so sexy,” he thought as he took one nipple inside his mouth and sucked. This time, it was Candice’s turn to begin holding her moans in. He held her other breast in his hand, kneading and squeezing it gently as he worked her nipple in his mouth.

He withdrew his mouth and briefly flicked his tongue on the now hard and distended nipple making her