All Chapters of Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

Seduced by mum (6)Mom leaned down, still making eye contact, slid that dick inside her mouth, and started sucking. She bobbed her head on it and kept taking more and more of it each time, as if she was trying to get it all the way down her throat. While grabbing the shaft of the plastic dick with one hand, Mom started rubbing her clit with the other one."Oh, yes, you dirty motherfucker, suck your son's dick." She was actually role-playing a sonfucker right then, but I got Taniya's point. Yanking my mother's hair, Taniya moaned and pushed the dildo deep until Mom gagged. Saliva started to drip out of her mouth.Taniya pulled the dildo out of Mom's mouth and ordered, "Turn around."Desperately wanting that dick, Mom turned around, and Taniya pushed her face down onto the bed and held it there. Then she started to hit Mom's clit with the end of the dildo. "Please Mistress," Mom begged."What do you want, Deepali?""Your dick, Mistress.""Don't you mean Son?""Oh yes, Son, fuck Mommy ha

Seduced by Mum (8)She smiled and said, "Oh Honey, you think Mommy won't feel anything if someone touches her cunt? I don't sleep that soundly."I quit babbling and just stood speechless. Mom sat up, pulled the blanket back and hiked her nightie up to her waist, spreading her legs wide. "You see Honey, Mommy is wearing the same thong that you jacked off into inside my closet."Oh my God. I had never been so absolutely, completely busted in all my almost-nineteen years. But I was starting to realize that all that dirty talk about me between Mom and Taniya was an expression of real desire, not just play-acting."Mommy's been wearing it for the whole time, feeling your cum on her dirty pussy."As she finished, she moved her right hand up and licked it slowly and seductively while her other hand moved the thin fabric away to give me a clear view of her cunt. I didn't know what to say. I just stammered, "I-I-I..."My erection, which had gone down to half-mast while I stammered in embarrass

"What's your fan-fantasy, Leo?" Kaya slurred, her voice thick with alcohol and mischief. She was clearly drunk, swaying slightly on her heels as she leaned in closer, her eyes glassy but locked onto him with wild intensity.Her lips curled into a teasing smile as she tried to maintain eye contact with the bashful boy she’d found lingering outside the club like a lost kitten.Leo blinked, startled. “W-what?! I—I can’t tell you that! We don’t even know each other!” he stammered, cheeks flushing bright red. His heart pounded against his ribs like it was trying to escape. He was way out of his depth.They had just met tonight. Kaya had come into his life like a chaotic gust of wind, all curves and confidence, shaking up his carefully quiet world. From the moment she’d noticed him, Leo had felt like he was dreaming—or maybe hallucinating.Leo wasn’t the kind of guy who stood out in a crowd. Shy to a fault, he usually avoided loud events, but tonight, Jack had begged him to come along to a

Damn it!I hated how perfect my neighbors seemed.Doug and Jennifer had it all, two kids, two jobs, evening classes, social lives, weekend trips, baseball games... everything. Whenever I talked to them, they were smiling, happy, like they were really living, while I was stuck just existing.After seven years, my marriage crashed and burned. Carla and I just didn’t fit anymore. Whatever spark had pulled us together flickered out long ago. Now, I was a single guy in my late thirties, clueless about dating, lost in a fog of what-ifs and might-have-beens. I was drowning in my own mess.Then Doug and Jennifer invited me to their backyard barbecue. I wanted to say no, really wanted to stay holed up, but Doug’s hand on my shoulder stopped me. "Look, man, I’m not gonna pry, but since Carla left, we barely see you. Your marriage ended, mine did too once. It’s okay to grieve, but locking yourself up with booze? That’s no way to live."Jennifer smiled, her eyes soft. “Come on Friday. One drink.

Threesome With My neighbours (3)Doug leaned back against the headboard, and I crawled toward him on all fours, the sheets rustling beneath my knees.“God, look at you,” Jennifer said with a smirk. “Such a cute little slut, crawling like that.”Doug’s hand slid into my hair, fingers threading through the strands before gripping the back of my head firmly. “You’ve been dying for this, haven’t you?” he murmured. “Go on. Suck.”I didn’t need to be told twice. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and guided him into my mouth, slowly taking him in. Most of him slid in easily—I’d done this enough times—and I let my tongue glide along the underside of his shaft. My focus narrowed to the taste of him, the heat, the weight. His hands roamed over my shoulders, through my hair, encouraging me.“I was worried we’d have to train you from scratch,” he said with a low chuckle. “But... damn, you really know how to work a cock.”Jennifer dragged her nails down my back, light at first, then de