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Sensual Erotic Stories

Sensual stories that seduce your senses

Not all stories begin in a hurry. Some begin with a glance that lingers a second longer than usual, a conversation that turns dangerous, or a temptation that grows silently.

In these stories, desire appears gradually, between characters who are attracted to each other, resist each other, and finally give in.

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Glory

Erotic Tale from the Clinic Universe

-Doc... He knows they're looking for him outside...

- Yes? ... Who...

- She's a lady... She told me she came because of the ad...

- advertisement?...

Suddenly I remembered that a few weeks ago I had posted an ad to sell half of my clinic. I wanted more time for other activities, especially writing, and after much thought, I decided to give fate a chance and find a partner who could care for my patients...

When I met Gloria in the waiting room, I thought it was a joke or some mistake. She was an elegant woman, with a determined look, the air of a Nordic princess, and very good taste in clothing. But curiously, the first thing that came to mind was her image in sexy, black, very sensual lingerie, ready to do everything I liked and also ready not to always give in to my desires.

- Hello! How are you! I'm Gaston...

- Gastón Lemark, yes, I know... I've been reading him for a while now... (Deborah and Kat looked at me a little strangely...)

Would you like to come into my office so we can talk?

- yes of course...

I ushered in the wonderful colleague that fate had sent. I followed behind her, of course, showing her the way...

"It's in the office at the back," I told her. She glanced at me sideways and continued walking, swaying her hips and filling the hallway with her scent.

Gloria sat down and I sat down opposite her; we looked at each other for a few seconds...

- So it was all true...

- sorry?...

Everything I read, the girls, you... The clinic... When I read the ad that you needed a partner and saw your name, I thought, "It can't be the same Gastón Lemark"... But yes... It's you, even as I imagined you, although I thought you were older...

- Haha, well yes, it's me, and thanks I guess...

- I'm interested in being your partner (Gloria didn't mince words)

- Excuse me, but I don't know what spice...

Gloria gave me a folder before she finished speaking.

- There's my resume and my diplomas, I specialize in facial aesthetics... Although I really like surgery, I was at the hospital in Barcelona taking a course, I know you're an implantologist... And I think you should change the color of the walls (he said, turning his head and looking around)

It was clear that Gloria was one of those women who knew exactly what they wanted. I was so curious that she was the one to approach me that, closing the folder, I said to her:

-Okay... You start on Monday as a dentist, if you're really good, you can be my partner.

Gloria looked at me and blinked slowly, then smiled at me...

-Did you really do everything you wrote?

-Haha, did you really come here to ask me that or to buy half of my business?

-I'm just curious

-Curiosity killed the cat, they say.

-Okay, Mr. Gaston... That's how it will be, we'll see you on Monday

Gloria got up from the chair and extended her hand to me; I took it and then let go.

-Bring your best work ethic

-I feel we're going to make great partners, by the way don't try to seduce me, I'm married and in love with my husband.

Congratulations! Please send my regards to your husband then...

Nadinne

Erotic story of an Instagram muse

I didn't know what to expect when I walked into the little café where Nadinne and I were meeting.

 

“Hey, over here!” I heard my friend from school call out, and when I looked up, I saw her with her glasses on and a perfect smile, waving at me. I walked over to her, smiling like a teenager in love.

“Hi, you got here early!” I said.

“Yeah, I had to run an errand nearby and finished up early,” my beautiful former classmate told me as I kissed her on the cheek. “It’s so great to see you—it feels like a thousand years have passed! You’ve got more gray hair!”

“Hahaha, yeah, and you’re getting prettier every day! Tell me, what’s your secret?”

- It’s because I have a deal with the devil! she said, always with that slightly ironic, dark sense of humor that I loved.

- Hahaha. Well, when you see him, tell him I want one too!

- Hahahaha... Oh, I can’t believe you’re here!

- Well, let’s go. I said, slipping my arm around her...

- Oops! Are we going to the gym?

- Haha, yeah, but not as much as you—I’ve looked through all your photos and… Phew!

- So you’ve become a Nanylover? Haha, I love it!

- Yeah, I’m definitely a Nanylover… How long have you been into that?

- Uhmmm, I think for about 8 years. You knew me when I was super prissy; now I’m a different person. I love going around naked, hahaha

- Haha, wow, that’s amazing—and so inconsistent. Why are you so dressed up? Hehehe

- Hahaha, do you want me to strip? I’ll do it! she said with an ironic, defiant smirk.

- You’re just like Remedios, the beautiful one… I told her

- I loved that book! She was my favorite character.

- Well, you’re the most beautiful in Macondo and the whole world, Nany... I looked at her with a subtle smile and sincere eyes. Nany just looked at me with her cat-like eyes and smiled just as subtly as I did. We were silent for a few seconds, separated by the café table, both leaning forward, staring at each other’s lips...

- You know what?...

- Yeah?

- In middle school, when we were in seventh grade, I was crazy about you... You were such a gentleman and so sweet...

- Do you want me to tell you something? From eighth grade all the way through sophomore year, I was head over heels in love with you... I loved the way you were, and I still remember the scent of your hair...

- And you never told me!

- The whole school knew; I think you were the only one who never realized it...

- Well, you didn’t realize that I was head over heels for you before either... so don’t say a word to me!

 

The waiter brought us two glasses of water, handed us the menu, and then left.

“Well, cheers to being blind…” I said to Nany, holding up my glass.

“Cheers! But I’m still blind, hahaha,” she said, holding her glasses in her hand…

 

We looked at each other again as we drank some water. Nany was staring at me; I could see her pupils dilate slightly…

For that hour and a half, we kept talking, reminiscing about our teachers, our classmates, and what had happened to us. I told her about my life in the south; she told me how she had started out, and how, little by little, everything had fallen into place for her to become the woman she had become. We talked about heaven and earth, God and the devil, and what we wanted to be. Time had flown by; it had been many years since I’d felt this connected to someone. We left the little café laughing; one of the waiters asked her for an autograph, and then outside we laughed about that situation.

- I’ve had a wonderful time, really...

- It has been... Magical...

That was when she lifted herself up slightly on her toes, and her soft lips brushed against the corner of my mouth; she held them there for a few seconds. I embraced her and closed my eyes, feeling her press herself deeper into my skin, then she pulled back a few inches from me and looked at me. Maybe it was seeing me with my eyes closed, but in that moment, as I slowly opened my eyes after that kiss on the corner of my mouth, she cupped my face with both hands, and her expression changed. I saw again the girl I had fallen in love with. She moved closer, and I moved closer to her, and there, in the middle of the sidewalk outside that little café, time stood still and we kissed—first briefly and gently, like two children; then slowly and sacredly, like teenagers; and finally wildly and desperately, like adults who discover that magic really does exist.

Erotic story based on real events

The Wine Gala

Before dinner at that jazz bar, Cló said to me:

- I have tickets to the Wine Gala! Will you come with me?

- Didn't you find any other drunkards? Hahaha

- Come on, nerd! Come with me!

- Okay, but I’m not really a wine drinker... I prefer something stronger.

- It’s fun. I was going to go with Nelson, but…

 

Nelson was my friend’s ex-boyfriend—a total pain in the ass, arrogant, a social climber, clueless, frankly out of touch, a complete idiot.

- I never knew you were into Nelson Dick (that’s what I called him).

- Well, he was older and I was innocent!

- Ha! You, innocent?! Cló wrinkled her nose at me...

- Look, here’s the brochure. I’ve been before—it’s a blast!

- I can just imagine us surrounded by snobby old folks, glasses in hand, spouting nonsense like, “Oh yes... this wine has aromas of pink unicorn, this other one is gentle on the palate, oh yes, Miss Cló, this is perfect for pairing with... and I raised my eyebrows at her; of course, I got a slap from the beautiful Cló. “Do you think it's a good idea for people to see us together?” I asked her. “You know, you're my student, and I'm your teacher...”

- First of all, you’re three years older than me, and you’re not a teacher—you’re my teaching assistant. Second, it doesn’t bother me if people see us together; I’ve always liked doing things on the sly (that was true—Cló always enjoyed getting into mischief, whether at school or when we went out, and I… had to keep an eye on her). - Does it bother you if people see us together? The beautiful Cló wondered.

- Well… it’s just that I don’t want people thinking that because we’re friends, I’m going to let you pass the course.

- Haha, so you’re going to fail me in clinicals this year?

- It depends on how you behave… (again, the wrinkled nose and again the slap) - Come on, girl! Stop!!

- Poor you, making me fail, Gastón Lemark. I’m never talking to you again.

- Fine, fine, I’ll go to the wine gala with you (I said to get out of the conversation), and is it formal?

- More like semi-formal. Do you have a nice jacket?

- Will this apron work? It’s the most stylish thing I have.

- Hahaha, nerd, no! Okay, we’ll go shopping; it’ll do you good to refresh your look.

- What’s wrong with my look? (Now I was thinking it would have been better to keep talking about the previous topic.)

Cló took me shopping at an American secondhand clothing store. She ended up buying three whole outfits, and I still couldn’t find a jacket.

- Look at this one! It’s cute!

- Cló, it’s avocado green!

- It’s not avocado green! It’s stylish green.

- Cló…

- Fine, fine. Okay, okay.

 

Suddenly I spotted a dark blue jacket—almost navy—made of soft fabric with a simple cut, perfect for pairing with a shirt and jeans.

“Okay, Cló, I found the jacket. Now let’s go before you buy half the store,” I said, walking over to the fitting room where she was.

- Haha, it’s just that everything is so cute!... Look, how does this look on me?

Cló stepped out of the fitting room wearing a black dress; her athletic figure made it look stunning. It was as simple as my jacket, without any frills, and that understated elegance made her look sophisticated.

- You look... pretty, I said, swallowing a little. She went back into the fitting room, and I kept repeating in my head, “We’re friends, don’t look at her like that, she’s your student, you can’t...”

 

We paid for the clothes and left the store; two blocks down, I’d already stopped thinking lustfully about my friend.

 

We finished the tour eating French fries as we walked along the waterfront. The evening breeze on the beach, the seagulls, the orange hues—she said to me:

- You’d really leave me hanging if I mess up the treatments?!

- Hahahaha, bringing that up again?

- Yeah, I just want to know…

- Look, you’ll be fine, because I’ll teach you everything. You’re the best in the group (I wasn’t supposed to tell her that, but it was true). You have a good touch, and you’re smart. The only thing you sometimes lack is responsibility.

- Shut up!! I’m super responsible.

- Hahaha, do you think being responsible means showing up an hour late?

- Hahaha, I just overslept!

- But even Dr. Verdugo noticed! You walked in singing and greeting everyone!

- Yep, if I’m going to be late, I want everyone to know I’m here, baby!!

- Hahaha, you’re hopeless!

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