Semua Bab On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories : Bab 21 - Bab 30

[Part One]It was barely past 1 a.m. when we stumbled through the door, drunk off champagne. The wedding party had been crazy, but it was the free-flowing alcohol and the way Ryan, my boyfriend, looked in that crisp white shirt and navy tie that had me wet by dessert.Every time he leaned in close, spicy and masculine his cologne flooded my senses. I’d been rubbing my thighs together in the backseat of the cab, my panties already damp just thinking about his dick in my pussy. The second the door clicked shut behind us, I pounced on him. My hands flew to his chest, yanking open his blazer. The buttons clattered against the hardwood as I fumbled to loosen his tie. I rose up on my toes and crushed my lips against his, tasting vodka as my tongue demanded entrance. I didn’t wait for permission.He kissed me back, but the second I bit his lower lip hard, he jerked away with a grunt.“Damn, babe. Someone’s feeling needy tonight?” He licked his lip and ran his fingers over the spot. “Did y

"Damn it!" Sarah swore as she pushed the wheel of the cart across the sixth floor of the library. The hallway lights flickered faintly, then steadied. The entire floor was empty, just like it always was at this hour. Still, something about the silence tonight felt heavier, like it was pressing against her skin.She glanced up at the timer on the wall and twisted the knob. Twenty minutes. That was all the light she'd have before the motion sensors failed again. She parked the cart in the middle of the aisle and sighed, rubbing her arms. The temperature was freezing, especially on this floor. She’d forgotten her cardigan again.The chill licked at her bare legs, sliding up beneath the silk of her skirt, tracing her thighs and crawling across her chest. She shivered as her nipples tightened under the thin cotton of her blouse.Sarah tried to distract herself with the books, reaching up to place one on a high shelf. But her mind drifted. The quiet, the cold, and the isolation all stirred s

White Wife Craves Black Cock (Part Two)He moved to the other breast, his hand slipping under her skirt again, finding her cunt slick and ready. “Still soaked,” he muttered against her skin. “This pussy’s starving for cock.”“It’s starving for your cock,” she panted, fingers fumbling with his belt. “Let me feel it. I want to see what I’ve been fantasizing about.”David’s hands flew to his waistband. He stepped back just enough to kick off his shoes and shove his trousers down. Hallie’s eyes dropped when she saw him. His black cóck was thick, hard, and already dripping at the tip, her breath caught in her throat.“Holy shit…” she whispered, eyes wide, licking her lips. “You’ve been hiding that this whole time? This is the most beautiful black cock I've ever seen”His lips curved into a wicked smile. “It’s all yours, sweetheart.”She reached out and wrapped her fingers around him, stroking slowly. “It’s so hot… you’re so hard.”“I’ve been hard since you walked in wearing that fucking sk

The Night My Wife Stripped For Strangers. (2)“Are you bringing some slut friends with you?” one of the men called out as Lisa stepped into the suite.Lisa smiled, shifting her hips so the red dress hugged her curves. “They could not make it,” she said softly. “So tonight you get all me.”Another man leaned forward and said, “From where I’m standing, you are definitely more than enough."Lisa responded with a playful lift of her chin. “You won't believe everything I have in mind for you all this evening,” she teased.Ryan stood at the bar, pouring strong drinks for all of them. He hoped to dull their enthusiasm enough to ensure a tame performance. Instead, their eagerness grew with each refill.“Just you? Then let’s get this show started,” one shouted.Lisa swept her hair off her shoulder and replied, “Take it easy. We have the whole night. Let me fix the atmosphere with another round.”As she stood, a man who had his hand on her thigh tightened his grip. He said, “No need to stand. K

The Night My Wife Stripped For Strangers (4)Lisa’s lips were still slick with spit and cum, her hands pumping two thick cocks as her mouth bobbed up and down on a third. She moaned around him, voice muffled, her eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and something darker.Her body was soaked, her skin glistening with sweat and semen. There was a literal puddle forming beneath her, white streaks trailing down her thighs, and a messy glaze across her tits and belly. The scent of it was heavy in the air.The guy in her left hand tensed and let out a grunt.Lisa barely reacted. His cum splashed across her cheek and neck, dripping down her breast. The man in her mouth groaned next and pulled out as he came, shooting thick across her hair and jaw, staining her lips. The third man, the one who had circled back for seconds, came right after, grunting as his cock pulsed in her fist, releasing more of it onto her already marked chest.Lisa leaned back slowly, dizzy and dazed, collapsing against Ryan