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Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories).
Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories).
Author: Noor F

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act.

Author: Noor F
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-22 04:39:03

Rose's POV

It has been five months into our marriage with Ryan now but I have spent more nights in this big house alone than I ever had in my tiny apartment.

Except I wasn’t completely alone.

Daniel was here.

“Ryan’s son.”

Tall. Sharp jaw. Dark eyes that seemed to see too much. Twenty-three years old. We didn’t talk much, at least not about anything personal but every so often I’d catch him looking at me like he was trying to read my thoughts.

And lately, my thoughts have been far from innocent.

I lay on my bed, sprawled across the rumpled sheets, my hair falling into my face. The laptop screen glowed faintly at the end of my bed, playing some p**n video. I was lost in my head, chasing the memory of Ryan’s hands grabbing my boobs, and his mouth on my nipples deep in sucking, while I was loving what he was doing to me. As he found his way into my wet pussy.

“fuck, it has been so long. I feel a cock inside me. I need to feel one.”

“I have begged Ryan to stop with the business trip that he always does since he already has enough money to feed us, I always wanted to be with him, to feel him in me, to get fucked by him, i just can't stop imagining his hard cock when we were having sex with him i thought.

“Damn it.”

But Rayn made it clear to me that he is used to traveling. If I'm afraid of staying alone, Daniel is here to keep me company.

So I have no other choice but to accept his decision.

I enjoyed it when my hand caressed my tits. Looking so excited as my pussy oozed from wetness, I moaned.

My eyes half closed as the thought of my husband’s hard swollen cock going inside my wet pussy.

My boobs were hard and swollen as I squeezed them, I felt pleasure inside me.

“That I didn’t hear Daniel at first. Or maybe I did, but I chose to ignore him thinking it was just my laptop or my own restlessness.”

I was deep in watching my p**n video and fingering my cunt about to cum, when my stepson came to the room.

“Daniel!” I yanked the duvet over myself, my heart racing. “You’re supposed to knock.”

He stood in the doorway, awkward but not moving. Sorry, Aunt, “I… I called you like three times. You didn’t answer.”

“Well, you still need to knock,” I said, sharper than I meant to.

His eyes flickered, just for a second, toward me. “Sorry. I just thought you were not home so I came to check.”

“Since you’re here, I’ll go to my room,” he said, adjusting his bag. “I just got back from the office and decided to check up on you.”

“And where the hell do you think you’re going?” I snapped. “You barged in without knocking, interrupting me when I was about to cum, and you think you can just walk away?”

No, it's not possible, so what you have to do now is to come down here and lick my pussy up I sprayed my legs, pointing directly to my wet pussy. What is only needed right now is to feel a cock inside him.

He frowned. “I don’t understand, Aunt, you are just like a mom to me, and besides, you’re my dad's wife. Why are you saying something to me this way?”

My lips curled in a bitter smile. You don't have an option rather than to do what I asked you to. I know you have been wanting to have my pussy for so long, so now is the right time. So what are you waiting for, come to me, baby mama needs you today, I finished saying while I deepened my finger into my pussy hole as I moaned. He watched me with so much desire in his eyes.

“And what if someone walks in and catches us in the act?” he countered, trying to keep his voice steady.

“No one’s coming, just the two of us,” I replied sharply, stepping down from the bed and going closer to him where he was still standing. My presence felt suddenly heavy, my eyes unblinking. Before he could react, I grabbed his arm and pulled him closer to my naked body.”

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