WARNING: This Book Contains Explicit scenes And Adult Languages Do you like reading steamy, naughty, dirty, and filthy romances?? If your answer is yes, get ready for the ultimate erotic excitement that will get your blood pumping and your ovaries twitching. This novel is a collection of short erotic stories. It contains all manner of sexual explicit including StepSister And Brother sex,, Office sex, Lesbian sex, Teacher and student sex, Doctor and patient, Bondage And domination, Gang sex. Etc.
View MoreIt was raining heavily as Ruth pounded on the door of her best friend's house. The lights of the house weren't on and her best friend's car wasn't in the driveway, but she was so enraged that she didn't care. She was about to give up on the door and just crash through the front window when the light in the sitting room came on and the door opened.
"What in the hell are you...." Her best friend's dad looked furious until he saw her. His jaw dropped as he looked at her. He was silent for some moment as his eyes glued on her body. Reason which Ruth didn't know and didn't even care to know. "Hey! Ruth, what's going on?"
"Where is she, Mr. Lesnar?" she asked, her face flushed. "I need to speak with Kelly right now."
"She's not in the house" He replied. He looked worried, though he wasn't looking at her. Ruth guess he had reason to be worried but that is not what she came for. That's non of her business. Her business in his house is to find her daughter and tear her flesh into pieces.
"Where is she?" Ruth demanded. "I'm going to kill her, Mr. Lesnar, I swear to God, I..."
"Ruth, please calm down," He said as he rested his hands on her shoulders, shaking her gently, though he was still looking determinedly away. "Kelly and her sister went to visit her grandmother, and they won't be back until tomorrow. Now please come inside. The rain is too much. Come inside and dry off. You're going to get sick."
He let go of her, and she stepped into the house as he pushed and shut the door behind her. The wind that was blowing her skirt around her bare legs stopped, and she immediately felt the warm air in the house against her. She glanced in the hall mirror. Her blonde hair was matted against her head, dripping water down her makeup merared face, and her skin was white as snow. She laughed, a short, desperate bark, before she burst into tears and sank down on the floor.
"What is that? what's going on? Ruth." Mr. Lesnar asked as she buried her head in her hands. She heard a door open and after a moment, a large jacket being placed around her shoulders. "Did you walk here?.... Ruth, honey, talk to me. Why are you crying? What did Kelly did go to you?. What's going on?"
She shook her head as she sobbed. "She had sex with him," She coughed. "She... she..."
"Kelly?" He asked.
"Yes, Kelly!" She almost screamed. "She slept with... she fucked my boyfriend!"
Her heart was pounding as she sobbed into her hands. Mr. Lesnar was quiet for a bit, holding the jacket against her as she cried.
"Are you sure?" Mr. lesnar asked.
"Of course I'm sure," she sobbed. "I have the p-pictures." She started to cry even harder, and she began to cough as she cried.
Mr. Lesnar grabbed her hand. "You have to calm down a bit," He said softly. "You're going to hyperventilate." He wrapped his arms around her as she sat on the floor, holding her until her coughs subsided and her sobs turned into just sniffling. As she calmed down, she began to shiver. Once she sneezed, Mr. Lesnar pulled her to her feet.
"We have to get you into some dry clothes," He said. she looked at him. He looked worried, but also angry, and his jaw kept twitching. "Come on, I will grab something of Ashl..."
"No," she said, cutting him off. "I don't want that sluts clothes on my body."
"My daughter is not a slut, Ruth," he said, "I know how hurt you are but You don't call my daughter a slut in front of me. She's still my daughter. Its hurts hearing you say that in front of me. You can say it to her face and not to her dad. Come on, there's got to be some explanation."
she shook her head. "I... I..."
"Come on, you can't wear soaking clothes. You look like you walked here under the heavy rain. Why didn't you use your car ?"
"Gas," she muttered, as he helped her up the stairs. "I'm not wearing her clothes, Mr. Lesnar, I refuse to..."
"Whatever she did to you, it's not worth you getting sick," he replied. "Nothing's that bad."
"Is that what you will say?" She shot back. she pushed him away from her and led herself to Kelly's room. Mr. Lesnar followed her, standing in the doorway as she sat down in the chair in front of her computer. Her skirt made a loud squelch as she sat, and dripped all over her floor. She opened her email and clicked on the newest message, which was from her boyfriend's best friend. she clicked on the attachment, then looked at Mr. Lesnar. "Come here, you can't see from there."
He entered the room slowly, walking up behind her, and gasped as the picture loaded. He saw his daughter. She had her head turned to look at herself in the mirror beside her. Ruth's boyfriend was behind her, his dick buried in her ass, holding her digital camera as he took a picture in the mirror.
She clicked on the next one. They must have set the timer on this one, because it showed Kelly straddling her boyfriend, with just the head of his dick nestled in her pussy. Mr. Lesnar made a small, disgusted sound, and Ruth took that as her cue to click the next picture, which was a close up of her boyfriend's dick resting against Kelly's ass, globs of cum dripping down her smooth skin. she let go of the mouse and turned the chair to look at Mr. Lesnar. "Not that bad, you think?"
He was staring at the screen, his mouth open slightly. "She's not just a slut," he finally whispered. "She's a fucking ass slut."
Ruth laughed again, that same desperate bark, and walked away from the computer. Mr. Lesnar continued to stare at the open pictures on the computer, his face looking like it was set in stone. Ruth paced Kelly's room, her desire to destroy all of her possessions gone as she tried to think of a better revenge.
"I'm going to call her," Mr. Lesnar announced suddenly. "She's returning back home right now."
"No," she said. "I haven't decided what I'm going to do to her yet."
"Deal with your boyfriend first," he replied. "I will personally deal with Kelly." He turned away from her, but not before she caught him adjusting himself. He saw her looking and turned even faster, but she could still see him in the mirror over Kelly's dresser. There was a very noticeable bulge in his pants, and Mr. Lesnar realised he had been caught.
His mouth opened, as if he were about to say something, but she made a gagging sound and took a step back.
"You're fucking sick," she gasped, backing up. "You're getting off on those pictures!"
Ruth had known the Lesnar for years. She and Kelly have been best friends since elementary school. Ruth and Kelly have always been inseparable. When they graduated from high school, neither of them had a boyfriend.
Ruth met her boyfriend during thier first year of university, which Kelly and Ruth attended together, and now, at summer break.
Mr. Lesnar and Ruth had always been close, too. His wife died when Kelly was really little, so he was always the one home. He used to take Ruth to soccer practice with Kelly when her parents couldn't drive, and when they got divorced, he let her stay at his house even though Kelly was away at camp.
Now Ruth was discovering that he got hard on watching his daughter get fucked. She couldn't believe that these people, who she had known for most of her life, were so disgusting.
"No, Ruth, that's not..." he started, covering himself and blushing as he turned to face her.
"You pervert! If I wasn't so pissed off at Kelly, I would report you. How can you be getting hard for your daughter. I thought you are a responsible father and now I can see how responsible you are. You probably fucking... touch her, don't you?"
He took a step towards her and she backed into the wall. "I would never, ever touch my daughter. Do you understand?" His face was contorted in anger. "That's not what... what this- " He motioned to his dick, which was definitely hard under his jeans " --is about."
"No?" she said, her voice shaking. Ruth was trembling as he walked towards her. "You didn't get hard looking at pictures of your little daughter getting fucked?" she shuddered, just saying the words.
He stood in front of her, his mouth open to say something. she studied him, the sick feeling she had being overcome by fear at being the only person in the house with him.
He didn't look like a pervert. In fact, there were days when she had noticed just how good looking Mr. Lesnar was. He was old enough to be her father -- he went to school with her father, even -- but he was nothing like her dad. He was in good shape, with short blonde hair, and was much taller than average. She kicked herself for thinking of that, given the present situation.
"No, I didn't," he replied finally.
"Then what was it?" she asked, her voice shaking, trying to figure out what he could possibly be getting hard on.
He stepped back from her, and she frowned, slightly confused. "You really want to know?" he said, his face red. she nodded. He swallowed hard. "You're standing there, soaking wet, and I..I can fucking see through your shirt."
The next day, Mike had wasted himself with so many bottles of alcohol. He barely got to sleep the previous night. The only person who was on his mind was Jennifer. Till this moment, no one had called him to pass information about where she could possibly be. What hurt him the most was the thought of how badly she would be hurting because of what she had seen. Knowing that she was hurt made Mike beat himself even more. He was on the floor in his living room when a lady walked in. It was his mother. He was too wasted on alcohol to even get up to his feet. The mother, on seeing the condition of her son, felt completely washed away and heartbroken. She had no idea Jennifer meant the world to her son. “Oh God! Mike, what have you done to yourself, son?” She dropped her bag and rushed to her son. She snatched the bottle he was going to shove into his mouth. “Stop it, Mike!” Mike sobbed. “She's hurt, mom. Jennifer has left ne, mom. Are you happy now? You never wanted her to stay.
Mike froze in the act. His cock was still stuck in the vagina while he stared at Jennifer with dilated iris. The least thing he expected was to have Jennifer walk in when he was in the act. “Ho..honey,” he struggled to say a word. Vicky pushed him off her and staggered to her feet. “Sis…you are..you are back.” Jennifer was staring at them wildly in disbelief. Vicky had one of her boobs looking out through one of the open buttons of the shirt she was wearing. “How long has this been going on?” Jennifer asked with tears clogging up her throat. Mike's cock was still standing as he clasped his hands together to plead with Jennifer. “Babe, I.. I can explain,” he stuttered. When he tried to touch her, she landed a resounding slap on his cheek. “Don't touch me!!” She yelled. Tears rolled from her eyes. Not even in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that her own sister would have sex with her husband. “You…”she said, pointing at Vicky. “You snake, I gave you eve
The moment she returned to her hotel room that night, she sat on the ground and almost cried her heart out. At least, Mike's mother would no longer have a reason to despise her. She was finally pregnant after years of being married to Mike. An hour passed into the night and she finally got a hold of herself. She would call Mike and share the sweet news with him. She opened her purse and grabbed her phone. Still trying to snuff out the last trace of tears in her tone, she hit the dial icon. One ring…two rings…three rings… Then, the electronic voice spoke. “The number you are calling is not available at the moment.” She called again and again. But the response was the same. Mike was not taking any of her calls. It was already a couple of minutes to ten in the night. There was a probability he was already asleep. Though, Mike was not the type to sleep early. He must have had a stressful day. She concluded. The bell in her hotel room rang. Someone was out there. She got to the doo
Vicky could feel the fullness of his cock inside her. Mike was a monster. Not only was he long down there, but that he had enough girth too. Slowly, he pulled out of her. The helpless lady looked at him with the look that said he should put it back in. But he didn't do so. He simply used it to flog the areas of her vagina, making her more wet than she already was. He pressed on the clit button with his cock, making Vicky go wild. Her eyes were literally turning. “Are you ready for me?” He asked. Vicky wanted to curse him. She was more than ready. “Yes, yes,” she replied in a helpless manner. Mike then grabbed her waist so tightly and slowly put his cock in till it was swallowed entirely. Then, he brought it out again. The in and out movement turned into a slow and steady thrust. Gradually, he increased his pace. What started slowly was now fast and soon rough. The sound of flesh slamming against another soon filled the entire room. After a good while of quick thrusts, he s
The kiss became so passionate and they started breathing heavily. He pinned her on the wardrobe and kept kissing her. “Did you really think I would let you go so easily?” He asked as he pulled away. Vicky always wanted to feel his lips on hers. But at the time, she didn't know what to think. She already gave up. She felt Mike was just not going to come around. But he did! “I—” Mike didn't give her the chance to speak. He locked her lips again. This time, his hands were running through her entire body. The lady had already put on a dress. It was obvious she was getting ready to leave when Mike made the decision to act. He stopped kissing again and helped her take the dress off. His eyes absorbed the creature before him. He placed his head in between her boobs and let himself get drowned in the moment. Then, he carried her and dropped her on the bed. Vicky lay there like a test material. She had no idea what Mike was thinking of doing to her. All she could do was anticipate
The towel descended through the length of her body and fell on the ground. She was naked. Mike was completely swept off his feet. He found himself struggling to say a word. There was a lump in his throat. Vicky looked even better than the pictures she had sent to him. With every moment that slipped by, it only became more difficult to resist her. His eyes traveled through her body, scanning every detail as they journeyed from her hair to her toes. The boobs were impeccably built— slightly bent due to the weight. The alveolar area of her breast was large enough, an indication that she was incredibly sensitive around that area. Her nipples were surprisingly pointed and looked enticingly beautiful. “Vi..vi.. Vicky,” Mike stuttered. “What…what do you think you are doing?” Vicky smiled at him. “What does it look like to you? Do you like what you see?” Oh yes, he did. Not long ago, he was fuming. But at the moment, he had no idea what was going on inside him. The anger was there. How
Right in the presence of everyone, his mouth flew open once again. His cock became really hard in the boardroom. What his heart desired to see for so long was already there. All those times Vicky paraded before him, all he could do was imagine what would be beyond the skimpy dresses. He was finally staring at her naked body. Oh damn it!! Vicky was damn too hot. Mike found himself salivating without knowing it. He had been enchanted by her. “Mr Mike, are you okay?” One of the board members asked him. But Mike was not okay. Beyond being okay, he was lost completely. He found himself moping stupidly at the nudity of his own sister-in-law! Get hold of yourself, Mike! “Mike?” Another person tried to call his attention. But Mike was lost. He was obviously not listening to them. He was only brought back to his senses when one of them slapped his hands on the table. Mike was jolted from his lost state. But his hand had already gone down to his cock. It was furiously waging war a
Vicky was throwing both legs effortlessly through the mini black dress she was wearing. It barely covered her private areas and perched on her thighs. The design was in such a way that her cleavages were out there. Mike was struck by her presence. His mouth was suddenly agape and the words were held back in his throat. “Babe,” Jennifer called him. “Are you still there?” The married dude was lost. He couldn't help himself. Vicky looked incredibly attractive for him to be able to resist her. “Honey? Are you there?” Jennifer asked again. “Yes, yes,” he responded in a disoriented manner. “Is something wrong? You seem distracted.” “Uhm… yes. I mean no.” Jennifer sighed. “What is it?” Vicky got to the table and dropped the bag she was carrying. “Is that Jennifer?” She asked suddenly and loudly. Mike's eyes dilated. What was she trying to achieve by announcing her presence to Jennifer? “Babe, I heard Vicky's voice just now. Is she there with you?” Before Mike could gi
The next morning, Mike made the decision to resume work. Being the owner of his own business, he had taken some time off from work to have fun with his wife, Jennifer. But then, things were not going the way he thought. Jennifer had traveled and he had a tempting desire to sleep with his own sister-in-law. To even think he would be in this position was driving him crazy. And yes, the only way for him to cut down time spent with her, was to resume work. At seven o'clock in the morning, he was already dressed and ready to dive into the activities of the day. He was wearing a well ironed shirt that he tucked into his pair of black pants, a shiny Italian shoe and a matching black jacket. He was good to go. He was about to leave when his phone rang. It was his mom. “Hello, mom,” he said as he slid the green icon. “Good morning.” His greeting was replied with a rebuke. “What is good about this morning?” His mom asked. “Hold your greeting. I don't need it.” He stroked his f
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