All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 921 - Chapter 930

I closed my eyes and dropped my head back, listening to this knowing woman unfurl my inner fantasy and lay it right in front me, right in my lustful lap while she watched. Her lips were up against my ear now, her breath floating along my neck as she spoke into my being. I felt her fingers touch against my erection as I already knew they would. I instantly wanted her to know how much this was turning me on."Dance with her Scott. Dance and push back against her hips and let her grabbing hands control you. Let her pull your body closer while you pinch and roll her thick nipples around in your fingers. Your dance has turned very erotic, hasn't it? Her heavy breathing in your ear is sending waves of desire into your throbbing cock."With that Rachel breathed into my ear, and the throbbing reaction in my cock was correct. I felt her hand wrap around my bulging pants as she continued."My god Scott, she's so drunk right now you could probably slip your hand down the back of her pants, just

I felt her pussy dribble down my balls and onto the couch as I was lost in a world of fantasy. I saw a large pair of naked breasts appear in front of me as Rachel's cotton blouse and bra sailed through the air. I leaned in and took a mass of pale flesh into my hands and brought a thick bouncing nipple between my lips."Those are Mommy's naked tits baby," Rachel started in again, bouncing on my swollen shaft deep inside her, "oh, you're really sucking them. That's a good boy. Mommy likes to watch your mouth on her bare tits baby. That's it, suck it hard. You're fucking me honey. Oh you're fucking me so good! I knew you wanted to put that young cock in me, I just knew it!"Her soft velvety walls milked my aching shaft until I felt her glorious pussy unexpectedly slide up and off as I watched her stand topless before me. Her long flowery skirt fell to the floor, and I gazed upon the sexy naked body I had just been intimate with, appreciating the fine hills and valleys of her gloriously n

"Oh GOD that's it . . ." She was really getting me worked up again, and I couldn't help but show her how much through my forceful plunges."Next time imagine you walk in on her with just a t-shirt on, your bare cock head hanging out the bottom. She'll see it, but won't mention anything, thinking you might take it away if she does. She gets an immediate thrill seeing her son's bare penis in the bathroom. You turn to . . . mmmm, ask her a question, and it's right there, dangling in front of her. She tries hard not to look, but your smooth cock skin is magnetic and keeps calling her eyes down to it. She . . . stutters a response, but can't seem to talk with her son's bare cock sucking the moisture from her mouth, so she asks you to hand her a towel."The mixture of pleasure and seduction on Rachel's face was intoxicating, and her words were making me dizzy with desire. I drew my cock slowly in and out of her."As you turn to grab the towel, she stands . . . mmmm . . . You can hear the wa

That evening as I lay across my couch with a glass of fine red hanging from my fingers, I thought about our brief encounter, and how inevitable it all was.It wasn't really a matter of if my phone would ring, but when. I already had him, just as he already had me. I was suddenly hungry, but not for food. Starving. I couldn't keep my mind on anything but his blue eyes and his tan neck . . . and that fucking mouth.I sipped from the crystal glass and felt the dry merlot slide down the back of my throat. Even that reminded me of what we might do. Eventually . . . suddenly . . . passionately.I rubbed my feet together as I listened to my favorite internet jazz station broadcasting from my phone through the overhead sound system, knowing full well that the horn section of classic jazz may as well be called the horny section. The smooth aggressive tones slid up my legs like the tide, and my free hand followed suit.I realized on my way home that it had been a while since my thoughts had tur

I sat in stunned reverie for quite a while as my cells regrouped, getting back to their business of managing my body after the all-hands-on-deck call to which they had just responded. I felt my stomach growl for a change. Other more urgent body parts had been vying for my attention up until Stacy's, what . . . phone sex with me? Jesus.Stacy and I began as office rivals a few years back, our minds a right mess after an up-and-coming asshole pitted us against one another in a senseless race for his preferential treatment. Once we put our heads together over a few drinks however, we realized quickly what was going on, and put that cretin in his place. One sexual harassment suit later and we never saw him again.We quickly became confidants, and now consider each other to be best friends. I can't think of anyone else who is closer to me, my estranged family included.We often talk frankly about our personal lives with each other, and on one occasion even drunkenly fooled around. She was