Todos los capítulos de Dangerous Pleasures: Capítulo 2851 - Capítulo 2860

For her part, Kayla couldn't seem to get Michael's pants off fast enough, fingers yanking at his fastenings with frantic desire until she'd freed her prize. The instant Michael's rigid cock was free, she began stroking him, even as she continued to pour herself into his mouth. Whatever spell Michael had cast over Kayla had done its work; she didn't show the slightest regard for either me or her marital vows. All that existed for her was the chiseled young man leading her back to his bed.Noises of lust and pleasure escaped both of them as they kissed and caressed one another, the last few items of clothing being pulled from their bodies. Freed from his coverings, Michael reached around Kayla, lifted her up, and tossed her roughly onto the bed. Kayla squealed her approval, watching eagerly as Michael walked around the corner of the bed, joining her on it."Scoot back for me," Michael directed.Kayla obeyed instantly, looking up at him with an open-faced lust quite unsuited to a woman o

Man, fascinated by colleague's brilliance, explores further.Enjoy..******Sapiosexual.What a fucking pretentious word.It's a word wannabe-intellectuals use to describe themselves to seem more sophisticated: 'Oh, I barely even notice what someone looks like. What I'm really attracted to is their intelligence.'Yeah, sure, buddy. That's why you're at the bar, talking up the hot young woman who's got massive tits but no high school diploma. Or why your online dating profile says your ideal woman can both cook and swallow... preferably at the same time. Or why you'd rather pick up women at clubs instead of literally any other venue.But now I'm the one veering into pretentiousness. I think you get the idea.I am not sapiosexual. Like most straight men, I love myself some tits and ass. In fact, I love them so much, I couldn't even declare having a preference: I know ass-men and boob-men exist, but for me it's all about appreciating a woman for what she's got. Why restrict myself to one

"You say that like she would care. She'd expect us to be at every lecture even if it meant wearing barf bags and adult diapers throughout."Selena sighed. "Yeah. You're right. But let's talk about something else. I'm done thinking about the conference.""We could talk about the menu," I offered. "This wine list looks especially impressive.""A man after my own heart," Selena laughed. "Let's see what they've got..."We spent the next several minutes discussing wines and appetizers. It was only after we'd placed our orders with the waiter that the conversation hit a lull.Selena broke the silence first."So, I have to ask, John, what's your secret?"Selena was smiling, her green-eyed gaze playful and curious."What are you talking about?" I replied, having no idea where she was headed."How do you get your students to love you so much? I've seen the online reviews."I was not expecting that. I laughed. "Honestly, I stopped looking at student reviews a long time ago. I learned fast you'r

Selena smiled as I caressed her skin. Her body was a gift, and she knew it.As my fingers reached the inside of her thighs, I realized how wet Selena already was."Huh. You really meant it—not wanting me to stop.""You have no idea," Selena said, moving her own hand at last. I felt her fingers grasp my manhood, directing it towards her center. Her upper leg raised slightly, and the next thing I knew, Selena had enveloped me.Pleasure exploded in my brain."Fuck. You feel amazing," I groaned.It was true. Selena was perfectly warm, soft, wet, and tight, all at once. It was a far cry from my initial impression of Selena as a frigid, distant woman. I could not have been more wrong.I pushed myself further into Selena's core, determined to experience every part of her. Her vaginal walls parted freely, inviting me to penetrate her to the fullest. I did, gladly.A sharp breath escaped from Selena's mouth, drawing my attention back to her face.Selena's eyebrows knitted together as she proce

As we wrapped up with dinner, Selena addressed the lingering question:"So, John. Now that we're done eating, what are our plans for the rest of the night?""I do have this rather interesting book to finish, but I might be persuaded to delay it for the right person.""Mmmm, how romantic. Did you have someone in mind?" Selena asked, her green eyes twinkling playfully."Well, there was this one woman I connected with last night. I'd really like to spend some more time with her, but I'm not sure if she's available.""Well, I have it on good authority she is," Selena said conspiratorially."Well, in that case... Selena, would you like to join me back at the hotel? My room this time?""I'd love to," Selena agreed. "And I've got no family responsibilities or video dates, so I'm all yours tonight."Déjà vu struck me once more. I felt like I was in my twenties, connecting with the love of my life for the first time.I wasn't, of course. I was a forty-ish married man, inviting another married