Lahat ng Kabanata ng WILD PLEASURE {short stories}: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

CHAPTER 3The hooligan laughed, slowly taking off my panties and completelyexposing my entrance. He rubbed his nose a little bit, ducking it. Hereached my sleeping clitoris, lightly licking its tip. “Do you like it?”In reply to his question, I moaned again until he shoved one of his artisticfingers into my pussy. I felt like everything was burning inside me.“You’re such hot stuff,” he snorted, sliding his tongue on my neck. At thesame time he entered into me with one, and then with two fingers, slowlymimicking the movements of his penis. All kinds of sensations wanderedover my body. When I tried to lift my hips to meet his fingers, the torturerkept me down.“No, baby. Not yet,” his voice trembled; he was out of control. I could havesworn that Red could barely hold himself either and wanted to take me fastand rough.Soon, my suspicions were confirmed. He took my bodysuit off, and he musthave thrown it on the bed: I heard it softly land in the distance. He quicklyturned me o

CHAPTER 1A fearless warrior in black—the night suit fitting tightly on his slim athletic body, stood on the battlefield. His golden hair resembled sunrays, and his eyes—mountain emeralds. He was like a wild northern barbarian who was determined to win. He had the blood of the Northern and the Eastern people in his veins—people who were famous for their strength, exuberant energy, and sexuality.He watched as the wind played with the long hair of the girl standing in front of him; her Japanese silk robe was lilac and light green.Raiden gulped. They were here just on account of the choice they had made last night. The choice made by their leaders to fight to the death for the honor of their clans. No more bloody war, no more bullets. One battle will solve everything, and there will be only one conqueror of all lands.Raiden still couldn’t believe that the woman standing opposite him was the same woman whom he had left in his village. He had promised to come back to her after the victo

Chapter 1 How could I have guessed that my life would change so much after I moved from the old apartment into this new one? I longed to forget all that connected me to the past, especially that bitch who broke my heart and crushed my dreams about my imminent marriage. But it was the hardest when I was home alone. My thoughts were constantly about her; about our moments spent with each other, about our feelings, which, alas, was strong only from my side. Now, everything had changed when I met my new neighbor due to our unlooked-for turn of fate. A week after the incident, I recalled our meeting with a smile. My neighbor had cheered my mood up that night with her recklessness and unpredictability, and especially with her appearance in the hallway in the buff. She apparently had not predicted that someone would come into the hallway just like she did to check why the power in the whole apartment was out. Judging by her appearance, I had guessed that she had finished her bath just the

Chapter 1My body is being brutally mauled by six different men. I feel the cheap rope they used to suspend my begging body burning my waist as it rubs every time I move. I will surely have marks on my body for a few days after this.As one of the men spread my individually suspended legs apart, I feel the rope that’s been wound around my thighs dig in and leave scratches as my already sensitive skin soars to higher planes of awareness. His small, yet rough hand comes down hard on the soft and fleshy inside of my thigh. I just know that his abuse will leave a bruise. His abuse is painful but inside I laugh at how little control he has over me. He said he was experienced but moves as though he’s only done this a time or two. On the other hand, the other 5 men are all being professionally precise in their punishments.The Fabio look-alike is looking at me hungrily. He grabs the black silicon cock ring off of the toy table. I love watching him lube up his cock and balls slowly, carefully

CHAPTER 3I decided that if Brian wanted me to go out and have my own friends, to have my own life, I would. After all, I was an adult now and I could spend time with my old friends and still be a faithful wife, right? I decided that I would call Misty. She and I had always been the best of friends and had done everything together. We still talked on occasion and I always called on her birthday and she always called me on mine. She was always telling me how much everyone still missed me, and that they couldn’t wait for me to come back and be the party queen that I once had been.Later that day, around 2 o’clock on Friday, I called Misty to tell her what was going on and that she was right that I needed to have a life. She was over the moon at the fact that I called, that I was finally ready to go and do something, anything that wasn’t just sitting around my house all day. Always waiting to see if there was anything that I could do for Brian. Misty told me that I couldn’t have possibly