Todos los capítulos de Dangerous Pleasures: Capítulo 2841 - Capítulo 2850

Taking me in her grasp, Jasmine directed the head of my cock down towards her lips. Staring into my eyes, she planted a slow kiss on my tip. Then a second one. Then a third. Each time, she pursed her lips open just a bit more, until by the fourth time, her lips had completely surrounded the tip of my cock. The velvety softness of Jasmine's mouth felt almost as good as her pussy—and it came with the added bonus of giving me the perfect view of her pretty face. Again, I was struck by the exoticness of Jasmine's eye/skin pairing. I wondered—was it still fetishizing if Jasmine's unique appearance was only part of the reason I found her so alluring?But such abstract thoughts quickly faded as the teen began her work. After kissing me a few more times, Jasmine stuck her tongue out and swirled it around my head. She smiled as she did so, sensing—quite rightly—that she had me right where she wanted me.As Jasmine skillfully teased my tip, she began to move her hands, sliding them slowly back-

But fate had other plans.For the fourth night in a row, there was a knock on my door.My first reaction was to be annoyed: hadn't I made it clear there was to be no sex today? But one of the girls was here anyway, blatantly ignoring my request. I should have been flattered that they couldn't even go 24 hours without sleeping with me, but I'd made my request for a reason.I debated not moving from the bed at all but decided I should at least see who it was. Unfortunately, the door had no peephole, so I quietly cracked it instead.I'd prepared to launch into a lecture on boundaries, but the words died in my mouth. It wasn't one of the expected trio out there."Macy?" I asked, thrown completely off-guard."Hey, Mr. K," she said, waving politely. "I know it's late, but can I come in?"At a total loss, I'd just nodded and moved out of the way, closing the door behind her.Macy walked to the middle of the room and looked around, as if it were the first time she'd seen it. She seemed unsure

Macy had no time to wonder at this sudden escalation, because I began kissing her steadily. I was gentle, but I wanted Macy to feel how much I wanted her. The only way she'd get out of her head was if I dragged her out. And so, I flooded her senses.Touch was key. Even as our bodies pressed together, lips locked, I began running my free hand all over Macy's body, exploring every curve and trace of her skin, although I was still careful to avoid any truly sensitive areas. I began letting out soft noises of approval, letting Macy hear how much I was enjoying her body. My efforts paid off: Macy was soon melting against me.It was time to make my next move. I stopped my hand's meanderings, returning to the center of Macy's back once more. But then I slowly and deliberately began to trace downwards, along her spine, until I'd reached her backside. Only this time, I didn't stop. I took one of Macy's soft cheeks in my hand and squeezed appreciatively. Macy's ass may not have been as impressi

As meaningful as my encounter with Macy had been, it wasn't the climax of the trip. At least not in terms of sex.That honor went to Friday, our last full day in Jamaica. All four girls and myself felt the end of our trysts looming, and we made the most of the time we had left. It was nothing less than a sex-fueled blur, seeing me sleep with all four in a single day.Cari was first, before breakfast. Her soreness had faded at last, and I took full advantage, taking her in multiple positions before finishing her off in missionary; the memory of her pretty face and her innocent blue eyes locked onto mine would forever be burned in my brain.Next came another wild fuck with Rachel after lunch; we snuck off into an open but semi-isolated jacuzzi, fucking each other's brains out in the open water, uncaring of who might see us. As it happened, a resort worker did happen to walk by, but quickly made himself scarce when he realized Rachel's cries were not of panic, but pleasure.Then came Jas

"It's a great habit to get into. My wife actually just started going back herself, and she's already loving the routine of it. She's a pharmacist too and finds it to be a great stress-reliever.""Oh, where does she go?" Michael interjected, before I could get to my point."The athletic club on Merchants," I said, fighting to maintain my patience.Michael nodded his head approvingly. "That's a great one. Expensive, but you get what you pay for. At least, that's what I hear. Does she get to go much, even with being a pharmacist?""Yeah, she's been going four days a week. Mostly mornings to work around her schedule. It's tricky, but it can be done."Michael seemed to consider this. He then shook his head. "Sorry, go ahead, sir. I didn't mean to interrupt.""No worries," I replied, my annoyance somewhat mollified by his apology. "What I was going to say is that I'm sure that as a man who lifts weights, you can appreciate that to get what you want, you have to put in the work. And sometime