Dangerous Curves
Copyright© 2026 by Big Ed Magusson
Chapter 13
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 13 - Mike’s landed the girl of his dreams. However, his conservative background didn’t prepare him for a “complicated” relationship with a woman who doesn’t care who sees her nude or knows of her bedroom activities. Add distance, work commitments, and other interested women, and the path forward isn’t straight. Not by a long shot. Now committed to this open-minded world, he had to consider: where would he draw the line?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa School Voyeurism Slow
When your girlfriend’s riding your cock with her breasts pressed against your chest, it’s not the time to be wondering about something she said. It’s not the time for anything but enjoying the sensations.
As late as it was and as tired as I was, I wasn’t going to screw this up by overthinking. Instead, I kissed her. We kissed and kissed as she slowly ground against me and I thrust as best I was able.
Then she planted her feet on the floor and started to raise and lower herself.
It felt amazing.
I’d been soaking in her heat and the light pressure of her center surrounding me. I’d reveled in her breasts and hard nipples pressed against my chest. But this?
Better than cowgirl.
She wrapped her hand behind my neck and leaned back. I took the opportunity to fondle her breasts with one hand while my other rested against the small of her back.
Then she rode me. And she rode me. We kissed and I closed my eyes. All I could feel was her—her breathing. Her flesh. Her weight. Her heat.
It took a long time to build up to her next orgasm. It was a small one, and I held still while she shook and gasped.
Then she rested her forehead against mine again.
“Come for me,” she said quietly. “I want to feel you come.”
I nodded and started thrusting.
“Come for me, Mike. Come for me.”
I continued thrusting.
Then she moved her mouth next to my ear. “I’ll let you watch again.”
I groaned. The image of her finger on her clit flashed through my mind. Then I exploded, filling her once again.
Lori held me as the pleasure washed through me. Then she kissed me lightly on the forehead. I stayed limp as she climbed off and handed me a tissue. I removed the condom and threw it away, but I was exhausted.
“Maybe we should get some sleep,” Lori mused.
I nodded. With no Len, we’d have time in the morning.
I drifted awake to the warm sensation of bare skin pressed against me. Once again, Lori had turned in the night and pressed her bare back and butt into my side as I lay on my back. Not that I minded. It was just amazing to have her here.
It was pretty early, judging by the low light in the room and the lack of commotion from the rest of the dorm. Not that we could really hear much in our room. That was reassuring—it meant people in the hall couldn’t hear us much either. And we’d certainly been loud last night.
I was still tired, too. More sleep would be good. I rolled over and shifted until I was spooning Lori, my knees tucked behind hers and one arm over her.
She stirred.
I lay still, hoping I hadn’t woken her. She wrapped her hand around mine, but then appeared to drift off to sleep.
I did, too. I was just too ... comfortable.
Some time later, Lori stirred again, shifting her butt back against me. My eyes fluttered open. The room was lighter, so I guessed I probably had slept. Lori squirmed and then turned in my arms. I rolled to my back and she nestled into my side with one arm and leg thrown across me.
“Morning,” I said.
She lifted her head and smiled at me. That beautiful smile. “Morning.”
“I could get used to this.”
“Mmm?”
“Waking up with you.”
She giggled, the little giggle that reminded me of bells. Then she hugged me.
“What do you want to do this morning?” I asked.
“Before or after we get out of bed?”
I chuckled. “Well ... I know what I want to do before.”
“Mmm.” She slid her hand down my chest until she found my hard cock, She cupped me in her hands and then began to gently stroke me.
“Wanna try a ribbed condom?” she asked.
“Sure!” I mentally cursed myself for not having brought them up to my bed. I needed to get a little pouch or shelf, or something to hold stuff. But Lori was accommodating as I climbed down, got them, and climbed back up.
Once I had the condom on, Lori straddled me and rode me cowgirl style. Fortunately, there was at least two feet between her head and the ceiling, so she could sit upright and let me play with her breasts. She came after about fifteen minutes and then we moved into missionary. It only took me a couple of minutes before I came as well.
“So did you feel the ribs?” I asked as I removed the rubber.
“No,” she said. “Did you feel them?”
“All I felt was you.”
She grinned, so of course I had to kiss her. But we’d learned something. If neither of us could feel them, then the ribs were a waste of money.
We climbed out of bed and I threw on a robe so I could use the restroom. “Back in a minute.”
She grinned. “I’ll be here.”
When I returned, she’d thrown on sweats and was sitting at my desk. She had a toiletries bag sitting on almost the exact spot where she’d sat when she’d played with herself. That memory got my blood stirring.
That and the smell of sex, which pervaded the room. No wonder Len used incense!
“I want to take a shower,” Lori said. “Breakfast after that?”
“Or more...?”
She laughed. “You’re incorrigible.”
“And you love it,” I shot back.
“Yes, yes, I do. But I’m hungry.”
“Fair enough.” It was actually later than I’d expected.
I decided a quick shower sounded like a good idea. After Lori left, I gathered my things. I managed to beat her back to the room, which wasn’t a real surprise since my hair was a lot easier to take care of. Wash, towel dry, and a quick comb, and I was done. Women had a lot more work to do, which I appreciated with Lori. I loved the way her hair cascaded around her face. If that took blow-drying, it took blow-drying.
When I returned to the room, it still reeked of sex. I didn’t know when Len was due back, but I figured he’d appreciate not walking into this, just like I was now appreciating it. Fortunately, I’d seen him get his incense out of his top desk drawer. I figured he wouldn’t mind.
He had two boxes in the drawer and a lighter. I extracted one of the sticks from the “vanilla musk” box and managed to get it set up and lit. Then I got dressed.
Ten minutes later, Lori came back in. She wrinkled her nose but then smiled.
“Good idea,” she said with a gesture toward the incense.
“Yeah,” I said. “Len does it all the time. I don’t know where he picked it up.”
“Mom,” Lori said firmly.
“Mom? You mean, your mom?”
“Yeah. She, um, got some for us after the first time she walked into Len’s room and it was ... fragrant.”
I laughed. “My mom would’ve killed me.”
“I’m glad she didn’t.” She smiled. “C’mon. I’m starving.”
We went to breakfast at this local diner on the far side of the mall. Lori said that Denise had recommended it as a nice alternative to Perkins. It didn’t look like more than a greasy spoon from the outside, but it bustled with energy inside. The smells of eggs, hash browns, and coffee filled the air. Two waitresses swam among a sea of tables filled mostly with older people. Fortunately, a table opened up a few minutes after we arrived. Once we’d settled in and picked out our food, I set the menu down and smiled at her.
“So,” I asked, “how was dinner with Denise and Debbie?”
“Really nice. I like them.”
“I like them, too. I’m sorry I missed their party.”
Lori smirked. “I’ll bet.”
“They wanted us both to come.”
“Yeah, you told me.” She grinned. “From what I heard, we would’ve had fun.”
I raised an eyebrow. “What’d you hear?”
She grinned but then looked around. The other tables were close, really close. I waited and expected her to lean forward.
“Just that it got a little wilder than they’d planned,” she said coyly.
That caused my eyebrows to climb even higher.
“We can talk about it later.”
I nodded. A woman at the next table had actually looked our way before returning her attention to her tablemate.
“Well,” I said, “I’m glad you had a good time at dinner.”
“Yeah ... I did.” She smiled and leaned forward on her elbows and leered at me. “Not as much fun as later, though.”
I laughed. “Well, that’s a given.”
She grinned. “Well, now I’m hungry for food.”
Our waitress approached, which saved me from having to reply.
After breakfast, which was really brunch given how late we’d gotten out the door, we headed back to the dorm. We didn’t have a lot of time before I’d have to go to D&D and I still needed to do a little bit of preparation. Fortunately, Lori was content to sit at Len’s desk reading one of her textbooks while I finished up. When I got to a stopping point, I turned.
“You know...,” I said, “I know you couldn’t do it regularly, but if you wanted to join the game today, you could.”
She looked up and smiled. “The D&D game?”
“Yeah.”
“Mmm ... I do have to get back.” She gestured at her textbook. “I only brought stuff for one class down.”
“Ah.” My gut fell. I really hadn’t expected her to join the game, but for a moment there ... it sounded really nice.
“But I would like to meet everybody.”
I smiled. I liked that idea.
“Yeah, I’d like to prove you exist,” I said with a grin. “Joey teased me once about my girlfriend from Canada.”
“Ha!” She smiled. “Then I do want to meet them.”
“Really?” I felt a rush. She wanted to meet my other friends? Part of me couldn’t wait to show her off...
“Of course!” Then she closed her book. “But ... it does mean one thing...”
“Yes?”
“I need to give you your special goodbye blowjob now.”
I laughed.
She stood and walked over to me with a playful leer.
“You’re serious,” I joked.
“Mmm hmm. Get your pants off.” She knelt before me.
Well, I wasn’t a fool. I stood so I could get my pants off. Lori helped me tug them and my underwear down and push them aside. I sat back down as she moved between my thighs.
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