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Turning over for what feels like the hundredth time, I haven’t gotten any sleep. Lately I haven’t been getting enough restful sleep. It’s like closing my eyes and nothing happens. The clock shows that several hours have passed, but it doesn’t feel like it. 

I know I am stressed over the in-laws staying with us for several weeks. They are having renovations done on their home and decided it would be the perfect time to visit their son.  Personally, I feel it is a tactic to make sure I am living up to their standards of what a wife should be. 

Rolling over I saw that I still had several hours before I had to get up. Watching my guy sleep is entertaining. He must be having a good dream. Every few seconds he lets out a muffled moan. I wish there was a way to view people’s dreams. I would love to see what my guy dreams about. He always says he dreams about me, but I have a suspicion that he dreams about other girls. Not that I can do anything about it. We don’t have complete control over our dreams. Still, I find it romantic. 

My guy lets out another moan and I decide to take advantage of the situation. Starting at his wrist which is resting on my pillow I slowly begin to kiss his arm.  Every few kisses, soft moans escape from deep in his throat. When I reach the end of his arm I use my nose to push on his cheek to better expose his neck. I plant several soft kisses with a couple of playful bites around his strong jawline. He moves around a little bit. Not a hundred percent sure he is asleep.

I continue to make my way down his chest, planting kisses every few inches. When I reach his waist I know he is awake because I am greeted with a nice bulge. I didn’t want to go straight for the kill so I skipped over his magnificent bulge and continued along his left thigh. A sigh escaped him and my only response was “Patience, Tiger”. 

As I finished kissing my way back up his right side, I was greeted with a huge smirk. Getting on top, straddling him I slowly grind into him while planting kisses all along his jawline.  “Someone is in a playful mood,” he said. “I couldn’t sleep and you were looking too delicious.” I replied. Cupping his jaw I passionately slipped my tongue into his mouth and was greeted with just as eager of a tongue.

His hands started to explore my body. Running down my back and upper thighs and coming back up to squeeze my butt. This only made me grind into him more which he in turn helped further along by pressing my butt into his hard bulge. “Are you sure you want to do this, with my parents right next door?” he asked. Sitting up I pull off my shirt “We are married adults what are they going to do?”

He pushed me over onto my back and made quick work of taking both our shorts off. He teased my pussy. Using the head of his cock, he spanked and rubbed my clit. Then he teased me even more by putting just the tip in. I tried to grind up on him to enjoy more of his length but he held my thighs down. Then he slammed into me. While kissing between my neck and nipples he pounded my pussy. It didn’t take long before I was cumming all over his cock. A few more thrusts and I could feel his warm cum filling my pussy. 

A little out of breath and sweaty he rested his head on my chest.  Wrapping my arms around him I kissed him and finally drifted off to sleep.

Fairy tale erotic rewrite

I love fairy tales. My favorite is The Princess and the Pea. It is about a prince trying to find a true princess to marry. One night a woman comes to the door seeking shelter from the storm. She claims to be a princess. They test her by placing a small pea under a bunch of mattresses. She is unable to sleep because she feels the pea. Only then do they believe she is a true princess. Only a real princess would feel the pea over all those mattresses.

Not disrespecting fairy tales, but I thought it would be fun to re write my favorite fairy tale and add a little erotic flavor to it. I hope you enjoy. Please, remember this was just for fun.

Once upon a time there lived a prince. He was a lonely prince. He spent most of his days roaming the village checking out beautiful maidens. He could have any girl he wanted, but he couldn’t seem to find the right one. They were either too tall or short. Had too big of boobs or none at all.

There were a few that seemed promising but they came with rumors of being “loose”.

Giving up hope of finding a wife the prince decided to just play the field. He had a new flavor almost everyday. He rather enjoyed fooling around than trying to settle. Why tie himself down to one woman when he can have a variety?

Years passed and the prince was losing interest of pleasing a new girl all the time. Although similar, when it came to sexual pleasure they varied greatly. Some wanted soft romance. Others wanted kisses and cuddles. Some even liked it rough. It was becoming tiresome for the prince to keep up with how each lady liked to be fucked.

Back on his search for his princess, he is again stressed with finding the right one.

One day during a rare blizzard a lady knocks on the castle doors. Greeted by the prince she tells him that she was robbed while making her journey home, to her kingdom.

The prince hardly believes that a beautiful goddess like herself is a princess and yet traveling alone. Feeling for her he offers her shelter for the night.

The prince escorts her to her room. Before leaving he spies on her through the crack of the door.

He watches as she slips out of her clothes. Exposing her flawless bronzed skin. She let down her hair which fell to the middle of her back. As she turned around he could see her perfectly round breasts. Her nipples were erect, along with the prince.

From her coat pocket she retrieves a small round device. Sprawling on the bed she does something to make it come alive. She traces it all along her body but focuses it mainly between her legs. Her toes curled as she moaned. The prince watched in excitement as she got off.

It wasn’t long before they were married and the prince got to try the pea like device that got his princess off that cold stormy night.

I hope you enjoyed my fairy tale re-write.

“Puppy Love”

“This is your third coffee today. Are you training for a marathon?” the barista asked while handing me my cup.

“No.” I nervously replied. I quickly left before any follow up questions.

It’s true, this will be my third coffee in 24 hours. I don’t always finish them. I do order a lot because it gives me time to stare at the beauty behind the counter, Tiffany. Her beautiful golden skin, blond hair, and lips that I want to bite and suck on all night. 

Almost a stalker, I know her schedule pretty well. I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell her I like her. Maybe ask her out, but so far all I’ve accomplished is making her think I am a caffeine junkie. 

I need to think of something soon because my body can’t handle all this caffeine.

While making my usual stop for coffee I decided that this is the day I am going to ask her out. Okay,maybe not a date, maybe hang out as friends. After all, you have to be friends before lovers… Bull. I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into her.

Waiting in line I practiced in my head how I would bring up hanging out. A new chick flick was out. I’m not sure the name as I am more a blood and guts kinda girl. 

“Hey you, the usual?” she asked

“Yeah..and..” She stopped and stared at me and I drew a blank “Yeah, just the usual” Blowing my moment, I paid and then assumed my position at the edge of the counter.

I watched her intently as she made my coffee. She was so focused on the task before her. I caught her biting her lip several times and I just imagined how good it tasted.  Every time she turned away I wanted to run my tongue up and down her delicious neck and bite her tiny earlobes. I’ve imagined what it would be like having her spread eagle on my bed. Feasting on her delicious pussy. Feeling her swollen clit under my tongue. Her moaning as I was satisfying all her pussy needs.

I’ve imagined what it would be like having her spread eagle on my bed. Feasting on her delicious pussy.

I was interrupted from my erotic day dream with her handing over my coffee.

“This might sound weird but there is a new movie out. I was wondering if you would want to go with me.”I bluntly asked. I had no idea what was happening until the question was already out. 

“The one with Brad Pitt? I’ve been wanting to see that.”

Jotting my number down on a napkin I told her to message me when she was available. 

The night arrived and I couldn’t wait. I picked a theater that was in a smaller town, so hopefully we would have a little more privacy. 

Picking our seats in the back, we settled in, getting our snacks and drinks in order. So far there aren’t a lot of people at the show.  I had no idea what this movie was about, but it didn’t matter as my mind was on other deviant things. 

As I suffered through the horrible story line of the movie I tried everything from brushing her hair out of her way, offering her some of my snacks and even brushing my hand against hers. Nothing seemed to grab her attention. 

She was wearing a skirt and I so badly wanted to run my hand up her thigh.   

A low point in the movie arrived and I took a shot at comforting her by putting my arm around her shoulders. She leaned into my chest. The smell of her was intoxicating. She was so soft as I rubbed her shoulder.

I started to get excited from the closeness. Not being able to feel out the situation I didn’t know if I should make a more branson move.  Handing her a napkin she receded to her seat. 

After the movie I still continued to subtly hint that I wanted more. I held the doors open for her. Placed my hand on the small of her back. I even paid for everything.

Pulling up to her house to drop her off I started to make small talk.

“Thank you so much Lauren for taking me to the movie.”

“My Pleasure” I said smiling “Maybe we can go out again?”

“Umm… Yeah we can probably go out again.”She started searching in her purse “Whenever there is a chick flick we can go together. I can never get my boyfriend to take me, even if I offer him sex.”

“You have a boyfriend?”I asked kind of angrily.

“Yeah, Brian. You want to see a picture of him. He’s totally a 10.”


Making my way home, heart broken trying to fight back tears so my vision wasn’t blurry.  I sat in my driveway. All I could think about is how much money I spent on coffee, which I didn’t even like. I got nothing in return. This is what guys must feel all the time when they strike out. Now I know why they play the field.