All Chapters of On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

CHAPTER 2: ON THE COUNTER. Mr Eric’s Pov: I watched her pick a strawberry from the bowl, her ebony skin glistening in the light. She took one into her mouth and brought it out, the berry dropping with her saliva, then with her eyes on the camera, she pushed it slowly into her cùnt, until I couldn't find the stalk of the berry.I felt my díck growing hard at the thought of how deep the berry had entered. Ever since the first day I met Tracy, I have been mesmerized by her, her glowing ebony skin, her straight teeth, her thick curves, her big títs that were held perfectly by her uniform.She was truly beautiful, I wasn't just attracted to her appearance, I was attracted to her as a person, her character, her mannerisms, everything about her called to me.She was perfect. Imagine my surprise when I heard she was a private séx worker. I knew I needed to have a taste of her.Her soft moans pulled my attention back to the camera. I realized she was using the strawberry as a vibrator, as sh

My best friend's hole (2)   Alex’s POV:       I watched him lustfully, I won't lie and say he didn't look enticingp, Clinton had always been extremely masculine, tall, with bulging muscles, abs, and let's not forget his imposing côck.       Now watching him in all his glory, his côck dripping with my cùm. I couldn't help wanting a taste. I lay on my back beckoning him to come to me. He came to me and situated himself in front of my face, with his thighs on either side of me, I held on to his thighs as I began to suck. I sucked him off like I was a starved man, he was delicious, the taste of my cùm mixing with his précum aroused me further.    &n

 Ophelia’s POV   I was already trembling with desperate, aching need by the time Maximoff’s fingers finally slipped between my thighs and discovered exactly how drenched and ready I had become for him.   I could not hold back the broken moans and whimpers that poured from my throat, each one more desperate and unrestrained than the one before it while my nails dug sharply into the corded muscle of his forearm where it remained banded tightly across my stomach to keep me pinned firmly against the solid wall of his body.   The wet, obscene sounds of his fingers plunging in and out of me echoed through the small dressing room and seemed impossibly loud in the confined space while they mixed with my muffled gasps and the harsh rhythm of my breathing.   Panic surged through me a

 Arousal from a Mile Away (2)   Amy’s POV   I watched the rogue wolf freeze at the edge of the clearing and felt a fresh pulse of heat bloom low in my belly. Moonlight carved sharp shadows across his dark fur and turned his eyes into twin silver coins fixed on me.   Most men would have looked away out of politeness or fear when they caught a princess half-undressed and touching herself under an oak tree. This one did not. He stared openly and unapologetically, nostrils flaring as he drank in the scent I knew was rolling off me in waves.   If anything the raw hunger in his gaze made me wétter.   I kept my fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles over my clït and let my head tip back against the bark while I held his star

  Marina’s POV   I had noticed him the moment I stepped into the airport terminal earlier that evening. He stood near the departure board with his duffel slung over one shoulder and his phone pressed to his ear, speaking in low, calm tones to someone on the other end.   Tall, broad-shouldered, dark hair slightly messy from running his hand through it, and a quiet confidence that made people glance twice. I felt the pull immediately, a sharp tug low in my belly that made me look away quickly and pretend I was studying the flight information screen. Attraction like that doesn’t usually hit me so hard and so fast, but something about the way he carried himself, steady and unhurried even in the middle of chaos, made my skin feel too tight.   Then my bag was gone. One second it sat at my feet while I checked the