Lahat ng Kabanata ng WILD PLEASURE {short stories}: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Karen giggled wildly as she and her best friend Nick stumbled into bed. The sounds of the party going on behind them were muted... mostly because the vast majority of people had already left. Fortunately, given her drunken state, she didn't have to drive anywhere since the party was at her and her roommate's house... and it also meant that she could offer Nick a bed to sleep in and since he was even more trashed than she was that was definitely a blessing. She hated to think that he'd try to drive and get himself hurt or into trouble... and it would be nice to have someone to sleep next to. Every once in awhile she just missed cuddling up to someone. "Oh fuck, the light," she sighed, and she pushed herself up off the bed as Nick wormed to one side. Turning it off she stumbled back to the soft mattress and fell down. "Mind if I take off my jeans?" slurred Nick. Karen laughed. "Sure, as long as you're wearing something underneath them!" "Uuummmm... boxers!" Nick said gleefully. Kar

CHAPTER 1 It was a beautiful late spring afternoon as I was rolling down I-80 across the endless Nevada desert, headed for California. My truck was purring like a well-fed lion as those 18 wheels chewed up the miles in the warm afternoon sun. I had been on the road now for 23 days without seeing home. Home, if you want to call it that, was a one bedroom apartment, nice but spartan. I didn't need much since I spend a lot of time on the road. Truck stop showers and mini-marts are my amenities, an occasional motel if the truck breaks leaving me grounded for a few days. A lonely life but it has its perks. I love to drive. Best of all, I get to see this big beautiful country and get paid for doing it. In the side mirror I could see a red Corvette convertible that had been drafting me for several miles. The woman driving had long blonde hair whipping in the wind but that's all I could tell from this distance. Out here in the wastelands of Nevada there isn't a lot of traffic so you kind of

CHAPTER 3 After doing this several times, Maryanne turned around on her knees with her beautiful ass in the air and demanded that I fuck her. "Give me your big beautiful cock. I want to feel you inside me...spread me open...give it to me," she commanded. I was only too happy to oblige. Her bottom looked fantastic poised in the air with her puffy lips begging my cock. For a moment I just looked on as she swayed to and fro, wiggling her hips, tantalizing me. I raised to my knees and pressed my swollen member into her anxious sex. It slid in easily with all the dew dripping from her excited slit. I thrust deep inside her. Holding it there, relishing her warmth and feeling her pelvic muscles rhythmically squeeze me. Her hips began to rotate, tugging on my dick, sucking it with her adept pussy. I didn't have to do anything but stay upright and hold on. Soon, I found myself matching her rhythm stroke for stroke. When my legs finally became tired we changed positions and she mounted me as I

We kept up our play until my shorts were becoming soaked with my juices. I couldn't stand it any longer so I helped her slipped her wet shorts down as far as we could and slipped my aching cock between her legs. I thought I was going to come right then, her thighs were squeezing my hard on. Deanna responded by pulling her knees up enough that my cock was now poised at her wet opening. Her hand finding my boner, she directed it to the final destination. After a few strokes up and down her wet lips, it slid in slowly and easily as she gave a muffled sigh. She was warm, wet and snug around my throbbing hard on as I began to cautiously and ever so slowly push into her. My hand alternated between caressing her breasts and pressuring her clit. It was all I could do to keep from coming, the sensation was so extreme. I am usually active and quite vocal in bed and this was total agony to remain still and mute. Every movement had to be deliberately slow and imperceptible to the two lying next t

Suzan turned her finger upwards slightly and rubbed against the soft spongy area of her g-spot. She shivered with pleasure but needed more. Still stimulating her g-spot she reached up with her other hand and from under her pillow brought out a vibrator shaped like a six inch penis.Reluctantly she removed her finger from inside her, she then placed the head of the vibrator against her clitoris and twisted the other end, turning it on. A low hum emanated from the little motor and it felt as if her clit was being given small shocks as she had placed the tip of the vibrator right on the sensitive tip of her clitoris, causing her vulva to contract tightly.She placed a finger tip at the opening to her hole and felt her inner muscles nibbling at her finger, needing to be penetrated again. Instead of using her finger this time Suzan moved the tip of the vibrator downwards between the soft wet folds of her outer vagina until it was resting at the entrance to hervulva, the low frequency