All Chapters of Sweet Surrender: A Compilation Of Spicy Erotic Confessions : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The Boss Made Me Moan (9)His voice was rough against my ear. “Your pússy is very, very wet right now, Mia. That’s how I want it to stay all day. I’ll be checking in, during meetings and outside of them, and every time, I expect your pússy to be soaked for Daddy. Do you understand?”I swallowed hard. My throat felt dry. “But… Daddy, how am I supposed to focus on meetings and keep my pússy wet?” I looked up at him, genuinely confused. “I can’t.”His gaze darkened. “Do you want more punishment? Worse than last time?”My legs instinctively pressed together, a flush creeping up my neck. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “Please… no more punishment.”“Then keep your pretty little pússy soaking wet for Daddy. I don’t care how hard it is. Understood?”I hesitated, heat crawling over my skin. I could already feel how slick I was between my thighs, my arousal dripping down in slow, humiliating trails. My voice was breathy. “Yes, Daddy. I understand.”I didn’t understand. Not even a little. I

SUMMARY: Arianna only wanted to learn how to talk dirty for her boyfriend. What she got was a private, late-night lesson in filth from her best friend. One call. One voice. One explicit command after another until she was soaked, breathless, and touching herself to someone else’s words.Now she’s not fantasizing about him. She’s wet for the girl who made her cum.••••••[Jessica POV]I didn’t mean for the night to turn into a lesson in seduction, but Arianna looked at me like I was holding the secrets to an entire world she was desperate to understand. And maybe, for once, I liked being the one who knew how to drive someone wild.We were curled up on the couch and some movie was finishing. It was one of those background-noise films no one really watches. Arianna wasn’t even pretending anymore. She shifted beside me, drew in a breath like she needed it for courage, and turned to face me fully.“Jessica,” she said softly, “I need to ask you something.”I muted the credits and raised an

Rachel is married and straight. At least, that’s what she keeps telling herself. But Kristen, her bold and sexy new neighbour, doesn’t play innocent. She watches Rachel like she owns her, talks like she knows exactly what Rachel needs. And the moment Kristen spreads her thighs, Rachel stops pretending. She wants what no man ever gave her.She craves Kristen’s pussy.••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••She had never wanted a woman before. Not until now.Rachel Vaughn had always been the devoted wife, the steady mother. Her husband, Diego, worked in finance, often away from home. Their daughters, Tessa and Lily, nine and thirteen, kept her busy, and their house, spotless. On paper, her life looked ideal. But for years now, something had been missing. There was always a dull ache and a need she never understood.Two days ago, a new neighbor moved in next door.That house had been vacant for months. Rachel and Diego had often wondered who might finally buy it. When he noticed the moving van,

Craving Her Neighbour's Pussy (3)Finally, the soft lips of this gorgeous woman were on Rachel’s, and she felt a rush so intense it nearly knocked the breath out of her. She couldn't believe how deeply she was already melting into Kristen McCarthy’s kiss. There was something wild, almost untamed, about the way they clung to each other’s mouths. It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t shy. It was full-on hunger.Rachel had never kissed a woman before, and she couldn’t understand why it had taken her so long to try. Kristen’s lips were full and warm, and the way she moved her tongue, slow at first, then messier, more eager, made Rachel groan against her mouth. She tangled her fingers in Kristen’s hair and tugged gently, then harder, pulling her closer until their bodies pressed tight from chest to thighs.Kristen moaned into Rachel's mouth and grabbed a handful of her ass, squeezing hard, her nails dragging slightly over the curve. The friction between them made Rachel’s legs tremble. Their lipstick

Craving Her Neighbour's Pussy (5) Rachel stirred just after six in the morning. Her body was tucked against Kristen McCarthy’s, and for a few seconds, she lay still, listening to the quiet rhythm of Kristen’s breathing. Their legs were tangled beneath the sheets, warm skin pressed against warm skin. It had been a long time since Rachel had felt anything close to this.She turned her head and looked at Kristen’s peaceful face. The sight of her, so close and so bare, sent a pulse straight through Rachel’s core. She leaned in and kissed Kristen’s cheek. “Wake up, sleeping beauty,” she whispered.Kristen opened one eye slowly, then the other. A smirk curled her lips. “Last night was unreal,” she murmured. “You are an incredible lover, Rachel.”Relief washed over Rachel, and a smile followed. She had wondered if Kristen would regret anything in the morning. But now, hearing her say that, all the tension in Rachel's chest melted away.She slipped out of bed without bothering to cover herse