All Chapters of Wet Dreams (Erotica Collection): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Loretta is a stay at home housewife who has been sex starved by her husband and she's not taking it anymore. Taking matters into her own hands Loretta decides to scheme against her husband with her new sexy neighbor.They play a game of Command and she's in control!Loretta's P.O.V"What the hell is going on here"Micheal my husband exclaims as he steps into the living room, shocked and marvelled at the sight in front of him. My husband walked into the house back from work holding a suit in his hand, instead of him to find his lovely wife waiting for him as always like the dutiful wife she had always been. He found her kissing their now topless neighbor. “Sit, Micheal"I say in a commanding tone smirking at him, I could tell that he was furious and confused. “What the hell is going on and you young lady, do not order me around. watch your damn tone!” he retorted. I placed my hand on Jed our neighbor's cock, I could feel his growing erection through his pants. “Honey, Jedy boy here ag

A School teacher having an affair with her student..Amelia's P.O.V.Amelia squirmed nervously as she sat in her wooden chair, trying to keep a straight face as she faced her students who looked pretty bored and tired from her class..Only if, only if they knew how sweaty nervous and dripping wet she was right now. Right now she has a boy's tongue eagerly lapping up and down the inside of her wet pussy, his skills strong enough to make her want to cum. Right now everyone of the student is quite oblivious to the fact that one of their classmate was under her desk eating her out. Nobody has an idea that she had her skirts hiked up around her waist. And they definitely didn't know what she was feeling at that instant as the boy's tongue drove mercilessly into her juicy pussy."Hmm, who can t-tell me wh-when the Constitution was amended?" she stammered. It was getting harder and harder for her to keep talking. She needed to stop this, if not they might get caught.Amelia couldn't even con

Hera Lightwood My palms are sweaty, legs giddy as streams of excitement rush and fill my lungs, my face pressed against the cool glass of the window as the taxi slows down in front of the biggest building I've ever seen. I tip my head back as far as I can, and I can just barely see the top. It must have twenty stories, maybe more. I've never seen anything like it before.Back home, you can look out for miles in any direction and only see rolling fields, cows, and crops of corn. The center of town is made up of a few mom-and-pop shops. There’s the grocery store, the drug store, a small library, a coffee shop and bakery. There's one elementary school, and one high school that houses every child aged twelve to eighteen. It's a small town where everybody knows everybody and being in the moment and far away from home makes me realize how far have gone from that country life ..I feel like I'm on another dimension entirely. I've seen images of the big city in magazines and movies over the

Jace HerondaleAt the mall, I’d stocked up on socks, underwear, jeans, and some long-sleeved pullovers. I grabbed a second pair of shoes too. When my place was ransacked by that crazy maniac I’d been at class, which meant my only surviving possessions had been the clothes on my back, plus my backpack and laptop. Friends had loaned me things, and although the insurance check hasn't come in yet, so it's time to restock with essentials.I went to a mega-center, one of those places open twenty-four hours, and I got some pillows, sheets, towels, shampoo, bodywash, a couple of disposable razors, and a new electric toothbrush. As I walked by a display of fresh flowers, an idea struck me. I picked up a big bouquet of wildflowers, then headed off... Tossing a package of chocolates and treats in my cart, I grinned wryly. Maybe this was all part of being a good roommate. Then again, maybe I wanted to fuck her more than I want to admit to myself. Shaking the thoughts away, I headed off to the ch

Jace Herondale's P.O.V.I place my hands on my chest and lay back on the bed. I'm looking up at the ceiling, but my eyes keep shifting to the door. She's right there. Right across the hall. Two steps are basically all that separate us.I should have just gone for it. Why the hell didn't I?There was a split second where I thought she was going to come to me, but she didn't. She shied away and retreated her bedroom. . . Her bedroom that's right there. Her room that she's laying in, maybe in some cute nightie with naked legs and a bra-less chest.My dick thickens as I picture her in tiny little shorts that her ass hangs out of, and a tank-top with no bra. Beaded nipples poking against the fabric as she runs a single finger up between her tits to her mouth to nibble on her nail.I grip my dick and adjust the hard muscle. I fucking want her. I want her so damn bad, but I know shouldn't. Isabelle would be so pissed if she found out we slept together. I know this like I know the sky is blue