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Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections) Papa bear (2)
After a moment, I break the kiss to let her catch her breath.“Tell me what you need, Casey Bear.”“I need something...inside. I need you inside me, Papa. Like this, but bigger.” She jacks my dick faster, angling it between her legs to rub her clitlike she’s been doing it forever. Like she and my cock have been secretly seeing each other for ages, and I’m just now learning about it.I rise onto my knees so that I’m directly above her, my fingers pummeling her tight little hole as she uses my cock to rub herself. Casey’s skin is hot. She’s practically on fire. I kiss a line down her neck, then dip my face to lick her nipples.A low moan rumbles up from my chest. I’ve always been a breast man, and Casey’s tits are some of the best I’ve ever seen. All those times I had topretend I wasn’t looking when she hopped out of the shower, the hugs that made my dick hard for hours after, come flooding back into my memory.Sucking on her tits is like the fulfillment of every dirty dream I’ve ever
Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections) Papa bear (1)
My bedmate, Casey, whimpers in the dark.I tense. The double cot we share shakes slightly with her movements.Not enough to wake me, but enough that once I am awake, I know exactly what she’s doing.She’s playing with herself. She’s rubbing her clit and squeezing her tits mere inches from where I lay pretending to be asleep. It’s pitch black, so I can’t see her, but the mental image sends a rush of blood straight to my cock.It shouldn’t. She’s barely eighteen for Christ’s sake, almost half my age, and my girlfriend’s daughter—ex-girlfriend, I remind myself; we broke up just before all hell broke loose. Still, it’s been four years since I did anything besides sleep next to a woman. Four years since I had a conversation with anyone besides this girl who’s technically not a girlanymore.The attack came on a Tuesday morning in late April. Casey and her mom had moved out about a month before it happened, but that girl knew where to run when everything went to shit. I was able to get Case
Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections) Mom’s boyfriend (2)
My panties are already wet and he’s barely started touching me. He plays with my breasts until I’m a trembling, writhing ball of need. I need to feeleven more of him against me.I need to make him feel good, too. Reaching between us, I grasp the waistband of his boxers and try to pull them down, but the angle is wrong. Still, he gets the message, using his free hand to help me.Lifting my leg, I position his cock between my thighs and then close them. He thrusts forward, the top side of his cock rubbing against my soaked panties.His breath washes over my shoulder. “You're a dirty girl, aren’t you, Anna?” he whispers. “You like it when I stare at your tits. You like the thought of me jerking off to—"The other sleeping bag rustles as my mom shifts.We stop. Josh’s cock pulsates between my legs, leaking sticky fluid onto my fingers.A few seconds go by, and then silently, he resumes moving, sliding back and forth along my panties. It’s like he can’t help himself. The feel of him brush
Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections) Mom’s boyfriend (1)
Let's get one thing straight: I do not like camping.So, when my mom suggested we try something different for our annual summer trip, I figured it would be something like Puerto Rico instead of theBahamas, or maybe Southern California. She knows how much I love the beach. Then, when she announced my last summer trip before college wasgoing to involve peeing behind bushes and sharing a tent with her and her boyfriend, Josh, I was like, You’ve got to be shitting me.As it turns out, no. She was not, in fact, shitting me."Damn it!" I slap the back of my neck. "I'm getting eaten alive.""I told you to put on bug spray," my mom chides."That stuff smells like poison."My mom’s boyfriend Josh throws another log on the fire. "That's because it is. For the bugs, anyway.""And for the people," I mumble. “I still can’t believe I let you guys drag me out here. I should be sitting by a pool, not roasting hot dogs onactual sticks—”"Don't even start, Annabelle,” my mom snaps. Sheesh, you’d thi
Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections) Fucking his dad instead (2)
“Just one or do you stack them?” He parts my pussy lips.“B—both.” I moan and twitch as he strokes my clit directly. It’s so intense. Almost too intense. I try and close my legs, but he holds them open.“It’s okay, Bella,” he coos. “You’ll get used to it.”He circles my clit lightly, then rubs up and down, switching up his technique until he finds the touch that makes me tremble. He doesn’t stop teasing my nipples, even as he fingers me, pinching just enough to focus the sensation without hurting me. He’s patient and attentive, he’s generous. Hemakes me want to tense up and bear down and be everywhere at once.I grapple for purchase on the sides of the tub as I feel my orgasm ratcheting up. It’s amazing how much more intense the build-up is when you’re being fingered as opposed to humping soft things. He holds me tightly, keeping my legs apart as he strokes. I can feel his cock rubbing, rubbing, rubbing against my back, as my muscles clench and a shockwave of pleasure ricochets outwa
Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections) Fucking his dad instead (1)
A pair of French doors is all that stands between me and my future husband. I say future like it’s off somewhere far away, but in fact it’s all laidout before me: the rest of my life as Mrs. Scott Johansson. I close my eyes and count to ten as the violins fade out and the pianist begins playingWagner’s Wedding March. My white gown is fitted, but not tight, yet for some reason, I can’t breathe.A big, warm hand comes to rest on my upper back, exposed by the open style of my gown.“You ready, pumpkin?" Robert Johansson, Scott’s father and best man, asks. My own father passed away when I was little, so Robert graciouslyoffered to walk me down the aisle. He's been a pillar of warmth and reassurance throughout this whole crazy process. It’s been nice having him around to lean on when I’m feeling overwhelmed.Breathing deep, I loop my hand around his arm. "I think so."“Are you sure?” He squints at me. He can always tell when I’m anxious.The room feels like it’s breathing along with me,
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