~I'll begin by posting some of my past erotica, and will add..

~I'll begin by posting some of my past erotica, and will add more if it's well received. Tips are welcome if you enjoyed it!~

A Break in the Hedge
Octavius Muldare made his way through the elegant gardens and splendid houses, barely noticing their grandeur as he walked. His mind was so occupied, he nearly tripped over his own feet several times and had to shake his mass of hair around a few times to clear his head. He found the manor he'd attended the party at again, finally, it looked different in the light (and sobriety). He walked past the manor and tried to nonchalantly slip in to an alley. After a quick glance to ensure he wasn't seen, he found the note, read the instructions again, then pulled out his wand and muttered a few words, turning himself invisible. He walked practically on tiptoe back toward the manor, though he needn't have, the neighbourhood was having a quiet afternoon in the bright sunshine. He climbed over the wall where some shipping boxes had been left aside and carefully dropped down. He walked around the side of the manor, and as he was taking his time, he took a moment to admire the dark brick and elaborate gingerbread accents - oh, and those large windows must be the ballroom where the party was held.
Stepping across the velvet lawn, he found the backyard and gaped in awe at the scene before him. A sparkling blue pool sat in the centre of an elaborate hedge maze made of various flowering shrubs. It was a stunning vista of colour, a perfect balance of nature and cultivation. He shook his head, he hadn't left the house when he'd attended the party, and while he knew the Lady was wealthy, he didn't know she had such taste. He descended the stairs into the maze and began following the instructions the Lady had left him. He began to worry again, his mind wandering, the usual fear that his partners in this little game would give him up - he practically prayed they wouldn't break the illusion. The Lady had hold him she'd invite a few people he'd met, but who and how many would be a surprise. He'd been a little surprised she was so open to his proposition, but he had suspected she was a bit of an exhibitionist anyway. After a couple of turnarounds, he finally found himself in the place she'd directed him to - a dead end in the final ring around the pool. It took him a little careful rustling in the bushes, but he found the gap and peered through.
The pool was glittering in the sun, the water a cool and inviting blue against the polished tiles. He had a great view of the pergola where several lounging chaises were draped with towels, and a table sat with drinks and food under a gently wavering net hanging from the shade structure above. Octavius heard a splash and glanced back to see the Lady doing laps in the pool. Her long limbs, dark from the sun, moved powerfully through the water, belying the strength of her slim body. He felt himself growing excited already just watching her move, but his pants became tighter when she pulled herself up out of the pool. Over her gorgeous body was a barely-there crocheted swimsuit in bright colours, striking against her skin. She was toweling her long purple braids when she noticed the halfling woman holding a tray of empty glasses.
"Oh thank you, darling, you're a peach, I could go for a fresh drink. You?" her voice was like silk and there was something sensuous in her tone.

The halfling woman, unable to take her eyes from the Lady, stammered a please, and carefully set down the tray with slightly shaking fingers.

"What's wrong, darling?" the Lady slid a finger along the woman's cheek.

"No-nothing's wr-wrong...." she managed, taking a breath "You're just so beautiful...." she clapped her hands over her mouth, apparently surprised she'd said it.

The Lady laughed, a beautiful and musical sound, one that made Octavius' pants even more uncomfortable.
"You think so? Then I suppose I should tell you I find you beautiful too." the Lady sat on the lounger, pulling the halfling next to her and wrapping an arm around her. "My dear Dalida, those eyes of perfect sky blue make me wish I could fly." She leaned down and kissed Dalida, who took a moment to get over the shock before she began to passionately return the kiss.
"You've wanted me for a while, haven't you?" the Lady whispered, laying back on the lounge. Dalida nodded, straddling her waist "I am yours to love as you will, darling." the Lady gave her a mischevious smile, her long nails running up Dalida's back and unbuttoning her dress.

Dalida dove in to the Lady's cleavage, pulling aside the threads of her swimsuit to fill her mouth with the dark nipples, to feel the Lady's smooth skin against her tongue. As Dalida's passion built, and her clothes found their way to the stones, Octavius opened his pants and began to touch himself, thoroughly aroused by the two gorgeous women. He nearly gasped aloud, stuffing a fist in his mouth to hide the sound, when he saw Dalida push the Lady's legs apart and pull aside the thin strip that ran between her legs. Dalida began quickly, then seemed to stop herself, starting again to kiss and lick the Lady's pussy gently and teasingly, taking her time to enjoy the experience she'd clearly been looking forward to. The Lady moaned, her hands sliding over her own breasts and down to Dalida's shoulders. Slowly, with her small tongue, Dalida licked every inch of the Lady, tasting every tiny part of her, until she could restrain herself no more and began moving in earnest. The Lady's cries went from soft moans to loud and passionate cries of ecstasy, her fingers tangled in Dalida's hair. Dalida slid her tongue in and out of the lady, lapping up the juices that flowed from her as she came again and again.

"My Lady? Is everything -oh!"

The strange voice shocked Octavius, who'd just had a lovely orgasm, and he glanced around to ensure he was still hidden. His invisibility had worn off, but he shouldn't be seen here. Still, there could always be someone not in on the game...and this looked to be a guard at first glance, though as he stepped forward it became clear this outfit wasn't quite made for him, and seemed to be missing pieces to show off his body.

The Lady gasped again, but waved the man over "Come here, I need your help."

He walked over awkwardly, Dalida not noticing him until he was close. She looked up and blushed quite red at the sight of the man, who did the same seeing her.

"My dear Vaughn, I am enjoying the attention of my darling Dalida here, but she needs fucking. I think you're the man for the job." She reached over and began to untie his clothing, it fell to the floor revealing his powerful muscles. Dalida and Octavius both found themselves more aroused as each piece fell away.
"You...you're sure?" Vaughn looked between them. Dalida blushed again, looking really quite cute, and nodded "Yes, please." she responded in a husky voice, lifting her hips.

Vaughn moved behind her as she returned to going down on the Lady, his cock growing hard quickly as the sight of the women before him, and Octavius found himself fantasizing he was in Vaughn's position, imagining his own hard cock sliding easily inside Dalida's wet pussy, that she was calling out his name, but at the same time he reveled in his peep show, loved knowing that while they knew he would be watching, they didn't know from where, or for how long.



He watched the three as they found a rhythm, Dalida's tongue and fingers moving inside the Lady, Vaughn fucking Dalida with increasing passion from behind. Octavious found himself somehow in tune with this rhythm, that they were all experiencing this together, and it was only his practice at orgasming without sound that kept him from revealing his hiding place. The other three held no such restraint and all of them came loudly and nearly simultaneously, the sight of it sending shivers down Octavius' spine. He watched as they fell in a heap on top of each other on the large lounger and smiled, waving his wand to clean up the mess he'd left. He watched them cuddle and talk for a few moments before casting invisibility again and sneaking back out. He would remember this little event for a very long time.