1 minute erotica #1

So here is the deal. I've been writing for years now, but the only thing that comes out of my mind is erotica. So I might as well post some of it year and see if anyone likes my work. This story is from my 1o minutes story folder. When I have 5 to 15 minutes free time I try to write something that has a begining, middle and end. Usually, it's a daydream or vision I try to flesh out. Sometime it's a story inspired by someone I meet. That's the case with this story. After writing for 15 minutes, I stop, put the story away and come back later (days, months, or years) and do some editting.

TAKE ME

I met her at a club. We danced, had drinks and ended up at my apartment. One thing I notice about her in the club, she had a tattoo along her back. It suggestively peak above her thong panties. Even in the dim lights of the club it sparkled and shimmered. Here in bedroom, I could see the artistry. Someone took a lot of time inking her flesh. I mentioned it. She told me not to look at it. We made love.

During our lovemaking we tussled in bed. I moved behind her and in the dim moonlight of the room words appeared on her back. Her sweat and the dim light conspired together to revealed a cryptic erotic message: Take My Ass. There was a thin translucent arrow point down her anal cleft. Leaving the tattoo and plunging between her lily white cheeks.

Her rocking against had me stop. It was as if she held her breath. A moment went by. My cock slid from her cunt and without think I pushed the head of my cock into her anus. She gasp, a desperate almost cry wail. I held her hips and plunge deep into. We fucked furiously. Angrily, she slammed her ass back as she whimpering into her pillow. I came as waves of pleasure washed over me as a sunk deep into her forbidden region.

I laid there spent. She was sobbing curled up clutching a pillow. I felt like a bastard. I held her while she sobbed. I fell asleep.

Later, I found a note she must have written while I was out.

“I was so hoping it would be different this time. I was hoping you would be the one, or at least hold against the temptation. I had a very cruel boyfriend once. He would insist on anal sex every time we made love. He said that I had an ass that needed to be fucked. As a gift he said he would pay for a tattoo on my backside. I thought it would be sexy. He found a very good artist, but play a nasty trick. At his request the artist used a very special ink that would only appear when I sweat and my body heat rises. It’s very dim so the words only show in intimate lighting. It can’t be removed without leaving a scar. I tried to have it covered, but it doesn’t work. He laughed when we broke up. He told me everyone would know what a fine ass fuck I was. That was ten years ago. Everyone I’ve been with, man or woman, has done this to me. It’s my curse. I thought, hoped, prayed you would resist. There is just something about color, the shape and the smell that does that to people. Please don’t look for me again…”