Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 481 - チャプター 490

Becoming A Cuckold Husband (10)As I walked toward our bed, I saw her clearly. Samantha lay there like a vision pulled from fevered worship, fully nude, her body gleaming, her chest rising and falling with excitement, worry, and something raw she could not name. Her skin looked freshly rinsed, free of William’s mark, and that realization struck me sharply. I ran my hand along her legs, slow and reverent, feeling the tension beneath her softness as her eyes stared up at me, wide and frantic. “I’m sorry,” she said, her voice breaking, thick with panic and need. “I don’t know what’s come over me.” “Don’t apologize,” I said, my voice low and steady. My fingers closed around her nipples, squeezing until her back arched and a helpless sound tore from her throat. “Ohh,” she cried, her head falling back. &ld

Becoming A Cuckold Husband (12)I gazed at the obscene collision before me, my wife’s labia stretched tight as they clung to the base of William’s girthy Cock. I watched the tiny spasms of her pussy clench and release along his length, gripping him with uncontrolled need.It felt crazy that he did not cum from that alone. His huge balls hung heavy and threatening beneath her, dark and swollen, waiting with cruel patience.Eventually the room fell into a fragile quiet. Samantha’s voice came soft and shaken as she tried to orient herself after what had just torn through her body.She smacked her lips together slowly, brushing damp hair from her face as if grounding herself. “I’ve never cum like that before.”Hearing those words leave her mouth while another man’s Cock was still buried deep inside her struck me with brutal erotic force. They kissed again, slow and grateful, and the sight nearly made me lose consciousness.“Ready for more,” William asked calmly. He withdrew himself from h

Craving another man's cock (2)After she left, my friend and I went out for dinner and a few beers afterwards, so I didn't get back until late. By the time I got home, Amy still hadn't returned. That surprised me because the picnic and the tour couldn’t have taken more than a few hours. Maybe Luther lived on the far side of town. Maybe traffic had gotten bad. I tried not to overthink it, though a strange tension sat low in my stomach. I was tired from the move, so I stretched out on the couch and eventually fell asleep waiting for her.I woke to the sound of the front door opening. I rubbed my eyes and sat up groggily, then froze.Amy was standing in the doorway.At first, I didn’t register what I was looking at. Her hair was messy, not just from the wind, but tangled. She was still wearing the sundress from earlier, but it was wrinkled, and the straps had been torn off completely. There were dark, wet patches across the fabric. Her thighs glistened in the hallway light, slick all t

Clit to clit with a straight girl (2)---As Monica's pretty face came into view, she stopped moving and took a barely noticeable sharp breath inward.I looked over Amy's shoulder and locked eyes with her.Due to the angle at which I had Amy pressed into the shelves, she couldn’t see Monica, but I could peek just over her shoulder and make eye contact with our intruder, while Monica could clearly see my harness-less hips grinding into Amy's center.As Monica froze staring at us, I gave her a small smirk, then pulled my head back slightly and dragged my eyes back to Amy's.Her pússy was throbbing, wet, and yielding to me, and I was taking it without hesitation, so it wasn’t really her fault when another throaty moan escaped."No, baby girl, be quiet for me," I scolded her gently."Can you do that for me?"Amy held eye contact with me and nodded, her entire body shivering; I could swear I also saw Monica nod slightly out of the corner of my eye.I tightened my grip on the legs she had t

The Seductive Boss (2)Now, before anyone judged me prematurely, I did exactly what any good assistant would do.I set a world record for the slowest, quietest closing of a door in the history of mankind, and I crept back to my desk where I sat perfectly still.I waited to see if Diane had noticed me.If it had not been for my eyes being open wide enough to roll out of my head if I sneezed, no one walking by would have thought anything odd had happened.Two minutes later, Diane left her office and went to her meeting, head to toe a calm, confident lawyer.Fortunately, she did not look at me as she went past, and I had not managed to get my eyes back to their normal size.After thinking about it, I realized that nothing had changed.She obviously had not seen me, and nobody else had to know.I could pretend it had never happened.I was naïve.Days when Diane had meetings took on a whole new perspective for me.She would close her door a little before her meetings, and I found myself in