All Chapters of Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

She straddled my legs and leaned forward. Her breasts hung over my stomach. She swayed from side to side and her breasts gently smacked my hardened cock. She stroked my hardness with her nipples. I groaned and moaned my pleasure.Drops of pre-cum fluid formed. She smeared my pre-cum with her nipples, back and forth. "Mmmm I love your slick pre-cum on my nipples, do you? Do you love how it feels? Do you love your slick pre-cum on my hard nipples?""Yes, oh yes I do""Do you want to lick the pre-cum off my nipples, do you want to do that?"" Yes I want that." I said quivering.She rubbed her nipples all over my dripping wetness, then she crawled up and hung her tits over my face."Do you want to lick it now? Say it.""Yes I want to taste it, I want to taste my pre-cum from your hard nipples." I said as her wet glistening nipple hung over my face."Say please, let me taste my pre-cum.""Please, let me taste my pre-cum.""Very well, you may," she said as she lowered her hot wet nipple to

Daniel sat on the busy train pretending to read the overly large newspaper he had bought to cover his straining erection. He couldn't concentrate on anything.When his girlfriend had come home with the prostate vibrator, he had no intention of ever using it. But after the delirium of naked bodies that had visited in his dreams, he'd woken up horny and very interested in the toy. It had taken several attempts and a metric shit tonne of lube to get it up there, and even then, he didn't dare turn it on.He had planned to wait until he got to the office, bagsie the solo office, lock his door and see what happened when he turned it on. Imagine his surprise when he made it to the tube, crammed himself down between two large men and, buzz. Silent, but there. Slow, low, and oh so very tantalising.There was no choice to stand up, he'd been so hard with every single movement of the vibrator as he walked, it didn't even need to be on to turn him on. Now, on the busy train with the dull vibratio

The train ride to work (3)"Sometimes, it's like you don't even want this.""You know I want this, Marnie. You know I do." Daniel's voice was low, insistent, as he pulled her tighter against him, driving himself in to the hilt. There was no light now, just the heady scent of sex wrapping around them like a blanket. No judgment in the dark. Just breath, motion, and the heat between them."I got stuck on the train," he murmured, hips flexing. "I'll be as quick as I can."She was already teasing, fingers gently cupping his balls, her touch slow and deliberate. The silence let their bodies speak, and with a final swipe of his thumb across the screen, he ended the call. His hand moved with purpose, slipping beneath her dress. Her breath hitched audibly.She leaned back against him, pulling his other hand toward her chest. The sheer mesh of her dress left nothing to the imagination. No bra. Her nipples were right there, begging for touch. He obliged.One hand between her thighs, the other c

Seduced by mum (2)"Fuck!" I gasped to see my mom, my dream woman, standing almost naked in front of the mirror, which reflected her body back to me. My heart began to beat so fast I was almost afraid that she would hear the sound and discover me watching her.I look at her whole body from head to toe. Every part of her body seemed it was made of milk and caramel.Her hair was in a bun, and there was a single gold chain shining around her neck against her smooth brown skin and falling between her breasts. Her beautiful naked back seemed to have some scratch marks as if from nails.Her thighs also had marks as if she had been beaten by a whip or a cane. I had trouble staying silent at the thought that someone had the audacity to mark up my mother's perfect skin.Not surprisingly, my cock, which had long ago relaxed from its morning wood, sprang into an instant, intense boner. I couldn't resist pulling my shorts down below my knees and holding my cock tightly in my hand. She still had h

Seduced by mum (4)I smiled, walked out, and turned off the lights.Then I went to my room, and studied for two more hours. Nevertheless, I couldn't concentrate at all. All I could think about was my mother's half-naked body as she lay sleeping in the next room.At 9 p.m., I still hadn't heard anything from Mom, so I decided to cook dinner. We always eat light at night, so I put some khichdi in the oven. When it was almost done, Mom walked out into the living room, retwisting the bun that had come adrift in the bed. She was wearing a silk camisole bra with very thin straps, paired with silk shorts and a light robe that was currently unfastened. This was her usual night dress, but I had begun to see her in an entirely new and sexually suggestive way, focusing on the little bumps that her erect nipples made in the thin fabric of the camisole bra."Slept well, Mom?"Ignoring the question, she replied, "Were you in my room earlier?""Yeah, I didn't mean to offend you, but you were looking