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Chapter 23: Ready and Wanting for more{2}
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Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories). 35: Cum for Daddy{6}
SERENA. I was a traitor in my own bed, and the sentence was sleeplessness. Tossing and turning, the silk sheets a tangled accusation around my legs, I fought for an oblivion that wouldn’t come. Every time I shut my eyes, the darkness behind my lids wasn’t empty. It was filled with him. "Dominic. My father-in-law." The man I should have been running from, the man whose name should be a curse on my lips, was instead the ache in my bones, the ghost on my tongue. The taste of him still lingered in my throat, a salty, masculine secret that refused to be washed away. Beside me, the man known as my husband snored, a steady, oblivious rhythm that was an insult to the riot in my soul. I turned my head, my eyes adjusting to the dim light filtering in from the moon, and studied the planes of his face. I couldn’t breathe next to him. The air was thick with my betrayal, suffocating me with every breath he took. So I slipped out of the bed, a ghost in my own life. My bare feet met the col
Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories). 34: Cumming harder for you Princess{5}
Dominic. The meeting was a resounding success, a testament to the ironclad file I’d laid across the mahogany table. Every signature was secured, every dotted ‘i’ a monument to my influence. It was late, the city a smear of neon and shadow through my car window, by the time I pulled into the long, winding driveway of the mansion. The day’s triumph should have brought a quiet satisfaction, a bone-deep weariness that promised rest. Instead, a different kind of exhaustion clung to me, a feverish anticipation that coiled in my gut and promised no peace. The moment I stepped through the grand entrance and slammed the heavy oak door shut behind me, the silence of the house was a lie. It wasn’t empty; It was filled with her. I didn’t bother with the chandelier’s blinding light, preferring the familiar gloom that had always been my comfort. I shrugged off my coat, letting it fall to the marble floor, and loosened the silk tie constricting my throat. My feet carried me not towards
Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories). Chapter 33: Image of getting caught
It has been over an hour since the incident occurred. Since I got on my knees and suck my father-in-law's cock like my fucking life depended on it. An hour since I had done something so sinful. And yet I was still trembling, still wet, achingly needy. I was lying flat on my bed. Staring up at the ceiling, the sheet twisted around my legs, the house was completely silent as if even the walls were afraid and holding their breath. And here I am. I couldn't stop thinking about him, about the way he was looking at me like he owned me, like I was nothing more than a mouth for him to fuck and leave me behind. But Truth to be told, I like it so fucking much it made my thigh clench and my nipples hard under my top. He hadn't even said a single fucking word after, hadn't even looked back, just walked out, leaving me all alone on the floor like a whore trash. And still my pussy paused at the memory. My whole body ached for his touch. I should have felt humiliated, I did a
Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories). Chapter 32: Accepting his Command{3}
SERENA.I froze. For a single, heart-stopping moment, I was convinced my own dirty, perverted mind had warped reality, that my desperate fantasies had bled into my hearing and twisted his words into something filthier, more potent than they actually were. But no.His voice, a low, commanding growl, sliced through the thick silence of the room, each word a deliberate, damning stroke.“Crawl the fuck to me. Right here. And take this huge cock into your mouth like a fucking good girl.”I hitched a breath so sharp it felt like swallowing glass. There he was, my father-in-law, a man I had only ever seen in tailored suits and stony expressions, now standing before me as a primal god. His command hung in the air, a challenge and a promise, while his hand was wrapped around the source of my every secret obsession. His thick, large, veiny cock. The one I had only ever seen in the grainy, stolen images of my fantasies was real. It was solid, it was heavy, and a glistening bead of precum dri
Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories). Chapter 31: Father in_law Request {2}
DOMINIC: The view of the road wasn’t clear for me as I drove, the rain pelted against the windshield like a thousand tiny, angry fists, each one trying to shatter the glass and drown me in the storm outside. But it didn’t matter. The storm inside my own head was far more violent. I couldn’t care less about the blurred lines of yellow and white, about the other idiots on the road who actually had the luxury of paying attention. My focus was a singular, burning point of rage, and its name was Paul. That motherfucker son of mine couldn’t do one single goddamn thing right, not one, and today of all days, he chose to amplify his incompetence to an art form. He couldn’t pick up his fucking phone for once in his miserable, pointless existence. "I snarled." A guttural sound tore from my throat as I slammed my fist against the steering wheel. The leather groaned under the impact, a pathetic echo of the fury churning in my gut. The car surged forward, my foot heavy on the accelerator, blin
Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories). Chapter 30: Moaning for my Daddy{1}
Serena. The bathroom wasn’t a sanctuary; it was a battlefield. I didn’t slip into the steaming water to wash away the day’s grime or to luxuriate in the fragrant suds of some expensive soap. I came here because I was aching. A deep, insistent throb had settled between my legs hours ago, a pulsing, painful reminder of a life half-lived. I was so wet it was a torment, a slick heat that my own husband had ignored me for six long months. Six months since our wedding night, a night that was supposed to be the beginning of everything and was instead the end of it all. "So, fuck him." Fuck Paul and his gentle, disinterested smiles. Fuck his endless work and his tired excuses. As the first drops of hot water pelted my skin, I shed the final layer of my pretense. I wasn’t going to play the part of the dutiful, unaffected wife anymore. Not here, not with the water muffling the sound of my own fractured sighs. My fingers were already between my thighs, parting the slick folds, searching fo
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