Dirty Erotic Oneshots by Mistress_ Red (reading list .txt) 📕

 

God, I miss the fun we had in college - the friends, the football games, the cheerleading and, of course, the football players. 

 

To be honest, I doubt there is anything better for a girl's ego than being a college cheerleader, except maybe being the "lust object" of a team full of big handsome men.

Being an attractive, petite, girl, who had spent years attending gymnastic and cheerleader competitions, I wasn't at all surprised to have landed a full scholarship to State College. What did surprise me was my first experience with a black man. 

It all started during a math test during the first month of our freshman year. Stuck on a particularly difficult problem, I raised my hand and looked for the Proctor so that I could ask for some clarification. 

 

As I looked around, I noticed that Ty Johnson, our teams most celebrated running back was looking right at me and was licking his lips with a hungry look in his eye. 

 

Ty was gorgeous. He was a big man, with wide shoulders, a narrow waist and strong well-muscled arms. He was also black. 

When he saw me he looked away, but I kept staring. He started to work on his test again, but as he did, he opened his legs. His tight fitting khakis fit well over his brawny thighs and I could easily see a pronounced bulge in his crotch. 

 

As I kept watching, he spread his legs wider, dropped his hand into his lap and slowly began to massage the bulge. 

My pussy started getting wet, watching him caress his crotch with such an erotic, rhythmic motion. A smile shown upon his face as he looked over at me and licked his lips again.

He knew he was teasing me, and continued to rub his bulge. As I watched with rapt attention, the bulge began to grow until the front of his khakis was stretched up like a tent.

I hadn't even realized that I still had my hand raised until the Proctor came over to see what it was that I wanted. 

 

I was so flustered that I couldn't even remember what my question was any longer. Before I got back to work, I glanced over at Ty, who smiled and gave his tented crotch one more rub for my benefit.

After class that day, he caught up to me and asked if I wanted to get together after the football game. 

 

Though I had never even dated a black man before, and I was well aware of what his actual intentions were, I said yes, and told him I'd meet him outside of the team's locker room after the game. 

At the game, I watched as he did his pre-game warm ups. As I admired him as he did his wind sprints and stretches, I couldn't help but start getting wet just from thinking about the feelings he had evoked during the math test.

Following the game, I went to the locker room and, after seeing every other team member leave, there was still no Ty. I thought he had stood me up. 

 

I hadn't realized just how much I was looking forward to being with him, until that moment. I'd had sex with numerous other guys in the past, but none of them had ever left me with a "wanting" like this before.

Finally giving up, I decided to head home. Not wanting to walk all the way around the stadium, I decided to take a short cut through what I had thought was an empty team locker room. 

 

I walked in and, as I passed a bank of lockers, there was Ty. When he saw me he flashed a big grin and said, "Damn, I knew it!"


"What are you doing here? I've been waiting outside for you for almost an hour," I pouted. "I thought you stood me up!"


"I've been sitting here waiting to see if you wanted to be with me enough to come lookin' for me," he said with an even bigger grin. 

 

He then stood, wrapped his strong arms around me and slide his hand under my top.

As I felt the now familiar bulge grow against my stomach, I coyly asked, "you happy to see me or what?"

His only response was to yank my uniform top over my head, quickly followed by my sports bra. My skirt and panties were rapidly added to the pile. 

Still not saying a word, he ran his hand down the crack of my ass and slipped his fingers into my sopping wet pussy from behind.

 

I was so wet, his thick black fingers slid right in my cunt. He started to move away but I pulled him back to me and returned the favor of undressing him.

Now completely naked, he spun me around until he could wrap his arms around me and fondle both of my breasts. I felt his big black cock pressing against my ass and I started grinding against it. He started moaning, grinding back with his fully erect cock. 

"Was this what you were thinking about in class today?" I asked as he rolled my hardened nipples between his fingers and passionately kissed my neck.

"Yes," he moaned.

With one of my hands I reached behind us, caressed his well-muscled flank, and then slipped it between up until I had my fingers wrapped around his big, thick cock.

"Oh.My.God," I moaned. "It's huge! It's feels so hard and I feel so hot... I needed you in me NOW!"

Understanding the meaning of my moans, he pushed me down until I was kneeling on one of the benches. 

 

He then took his cock, pushed it through my legs and rubbed it against my cunt lips. After lifting my ass a little higher, I sank down on to his thick long cock.

From that point forward, he took over control of both my mind and my body. He started pumping his thick black cock in and out of me, thrusting deeply as he squeezing my tits with his strong dark hands. It was absolute heaven. 

After what seemed like hours of hard passionate fucking, I started moaning, "I'm coming, I'm coming, please fuck me harder."

He kept on steadily thrusting his cock in to me until, after a series of hard fast strokes, I felt his cock begin to spurt his cum deep in my welcoming pussy. 

 

Two strokes later I was coming as well, as his cum filled my cunt and ran down my thighs.

Eventually, he finished filling me with his cum and we had both had a few moments to catch our breath. 

 

Then he picked me up, cradled me in his arms and kissed me on the lips for the first time...

 

s u p e r n a t u r a l ( i )

 

The sweet smell of blood caught Nolan by surprise. Not that he was surprised by the blood, it was the full moon after all, but the fact that he found the smell to be sweet. 

 

As a half wolf shifter and incubus, he had sampled more than his fair share of it but never had it smelled like this. Sweet yet seductive. His wet, wolf's nose was practically quivering as it tried to hone in to the source.

A streak of black fur lurched past him. Apparently his brother Dietrich had caught onto the smell, too. Growling, Nolan went after the bigger wolf, determined to capture his prize first. 

 

The black wolf bared his teeth in a feral grin when it noticed that he was being followed in his pursuit. Nolan gave him a warning nip, but continued running towards the source of the smell. 

 

While his brother might be bigger, being a half wolf and dragon shifter, they were pretty much evenly matched. Nolan's leaner body allowed for more dexterity and faster movements while Dietrich's muscle heavy body could barrel through any challenge.

Nolan burst into a small, moon light glen followed closely by his brother. At first, they almost missed the small, pure white wolf hiding behind the dead carcass of a boar. Dietrich first spied the wolf as it whimpered and tried to back away from the two very aggressive wolves.

Nolan sniffed even as he stalked his little prey. It looked like the little she-wolf had taken the big boar down all by herself but not without injury. There was a small cut near her rib and dried blood on one of her hind legs. 

 

But being a shifter, she was already healing. He growled, wanting more than just a taste of her blood. Nolan could feel both his wolf and demon clamoring for the she-wolf in tandem. 

 

Weird, his wolf and demon had never particularly gotten along and he had always struggled to keep them under control. Now it seemed that those instincts were working together to overpower Nolan's control to get to the little wolf.


His brother, too, was having troubling keeping his beast leashed as they both stalked the little wolf. His dragon was fighting to take over. Nolan noticed a dark stream of smoke filtering out of Dietrich's clenched teeth.

The white wolf was backing away but her movements seemed sluggish, almost as if she had to force herself to back away from them. Nolan noticed that her eyes, a stunning violet, were glazed as they darted from one brother to the other. 

 

She stopped altogether when she reached the edge of the glen, a low whine escaping her snout. She looked behind her desperately, but she made no further movements. The wolf dropped to her hunches and after a few moment's hesitation, rolled over to expose her belly.

Nolan stopped in his tracks. The last thing he expected his prey to do was show her submission. His brother on the other hand howled in satisfaction.

Suddenly the white wolf barked at them both, telling them to stop. Nolan barked back in a very affirmative no. Dietrich howled his agreement. 

 

The wolf rolled over and Nolan growled. He liked her better when she was being submissive. Nolan changed his mind when a second later a naked woman kneeled in front of them with her head down.

The woman had silver hair down to almost her waist, but he couldn't have cared less if she was shaved bald. The moon gleamed off her lithe body, illuminated the slight curves of her breast and hips and throwing shadows over her pelvis. 

 

A small crescent shaped burn scar marred her right hip. She most certainly was part of the Crescent Moon Pack, but Nolan had never seen her in the pack gatherings.

Dietrich shifted next to him mid stride and continued to stalk towards her. He kneeled in front of her and tipped her face up to his. Nolan wanted to shove his brother away from the smaller wolf, the sight of Dietrich's swarthy hand next to her pale skin enraging him. His breath came in heavy and labored as he watched his brother's large hand trail down the smooth column of her throat. Nolan didn't even realize he had shifted until he felt the wet head of his cock slap against his stomach. He kneeled next to his brother and faced the object of his sudden desire.

Her violet eyes fluttered back and forth between the two brothers. Her hands remained at her sides, staying perfectly still in Dietrich's gentle hold. She