All Chapters of On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

From Cock to Clouds(2)As I thrust my hand into my pants, Marisol’s sensual face appeared on the screen. I pulled my thick tip free from my jeans and tugged with purpose. I unbuttoned my patterned shirt a little, exposing my hard stomach.I remembered each pump of her mouth around my cock. My hands followed the rhythm of that memory, matching the images on the screen. My cock needed both hands. I held the base with one while moving my foreskin up and down along the head and shaft with the other.Watching us fuck, imagining how we might do it again tomorrow, and jerking myself at the same time was almost surreal. My focus stayed locked on the screen, on the way her mouth swallowed me with ease. The memory of her skill burned hotter inside me. I unbuttoned my shirt further, still gripping my greedy cock.I tried to wait, to delay, to reach the scene where I had come in her mouth and she had cleaned every drop. But the moment her swollen lips kissed me after taking me, my desire surged.

Obey Me, Stranger I moved around to his back. I stripped his shirt from his shoulders, and began caressing his neck. I stretched my hands down the front of his long chest, dragging my nails over his hot skin, and over his hard nipples. I teased him with my slow movements, massaging his shoulders and stroking his beard softly, taking my time, enjoying my treat.I sat back on the table beside him and stepped my high-heeled leg onto his thigh. Dragging the long spiked heel of my black pumps across his body, I spread my legs over him. I balanced one leg on his shoulder while I spread my legs farther apart, dipping my fingers inside my panties, softly touching myself where I longed to feel him inside of me.I slid from the table and surveyed my man. I could tell he was hard under his white cotton shirt that loosely covered his cock. It was time to use that hardness for my pleasure. I slapped him lightly across the thigh as I peeled back his shirt and bent down beside him, a subtle reminde

My Lesbian Girlfriend (2)Her kisses were passionate and intense, and as the towel slipped free, I pulled her against me, her thigh between my legs, creating light pressure on my clit as she teased me with it. I let my hands settle on her ass, stroking her soft skin.I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of her or the way she took the lead when we were together. She made me feel soft and vulnerable, needy and wanton.I thought again of the big window, and briefly wondered if anyone in the other buildings could see us, the thought turning me on even more. I imagined the scene they would witness, our bodies wrapped together as I rode her thigh.Her hands covered every inch of my skin, and I arched up to meet her lips, which were soft and wet around my nipple as she sucked and licked, my breath coming in soft gasps as she did.She paused to look at me, the sheer joy of being in a new city, with nothing to do but enjoy each other, making us giddy. I pushed my fingers into her long, dark hair

I had always considered myself straight. While it was true that I had no sexual experience, the naked girls in the porn magazines turned me on plenty, and I had never given it much real thought. It was the end of summer in 1996, the beginning of my senior year of high school. My friend Miles and I had both turned eighteen over the summer, and so one weekend night in September he pulled out the Penthouse magazine that he was proud to have bought."Dude, check out what I got," he said as he pulled the magazine out from his dresser drawer.I was spending the night at his house, something we had done since we became best friends freshman year. We were physically built about the same, right around 5'10" and fairly skinny. We only lived three blocks apart, so it was easy to walk to one another's house. His bedroom had two twin beds on opposite sides of the room. One used to belong to his older brother, and that was the one I used when I slept over."Oh hell yeah," I said.We sat down side

It was all my fault. I’d let my mind wander through the entire business planning meeting this morning. But it was Saphira that started it. As I watched her gently teasing her ballpoint pen between her lips and into her sweet, pouting mouth in between taking notes—the pen slipping over her slight, lip-sticked smile, in and out, her tongue twirling a caress around its tip as her eyes locked deep in work-mode concentration towards Kael, leading the meeting in his tight pale blue shirt and sexy jeans. Saphira was unaware of the way she was arousing me, of course, but it was too late by then. Beneath my tight pencil skirt, I knew my black silky panties were already slick with the evidence of my excitement, and my pussy lips were pinkening with the throb of my desire. It was all I could do to stop myself tracing my finger slowly up my inner thigh, past the nude-lace of my hold-ups, until my freshly manicured fingernail met the warm flesh at the top of my thigh, sending shockwaves of sensua