All Chapters of Steamy Diaries : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I've always had a thing for Aunty. She's my neighbor, a strict woman in her late 30s, but with a body that could make any man drool. Big, juicy tits, a deep navel, wide child-bearing hips, and thick, shaky thighs that jiggle with every step. She's the epitome of a MILF, and I've wanted to bury my face between those thighs since I was a teenager.Aunty is always kind to me, bringing me snacks and letting me play games at her house. But I've always wanted more. I've fantasized about her, dreamed about her, and now, I'm going to make it a reality.It's a hot summer day, and Aunty is in the kitchen, cooking lunch. She's wearing a half-saree, the fabric lifted high above her thighs, revealing her smooth, dark skin. Her blouse is loose, her navel peeking out seductively. I can't resist. I set a rat trap under my bed, with a piece of gum stuck to it. I know it's wrong, but I need an excuse to get her in my room."Hey, Aunty," I say, walking into the kitchen. "I was playing with slime, and it

Nate, a 22-year-old college student, had always had a thing for his mother, Lila. She was a stunning woman in her early 40s, with long chestnut hair, piercing green eyes, and a figure that could make any man weak in the knees. Nate had always tried to suppress his feelings, knowing that they were wrong, but lately, his thoughts had been consumed by her.One evening, as Lila was getting ready for bed, Nate snuck into her room and set up a hidden camera in the corner. He knew it was wrong, but his curiosity and desire had gotten the better of him. He couldn’t wait to see what she did in the privacy of her own room.The next morning, Nate woke up early and rushed to his computer to watch the footage from the night before. As he hit play, he saw Lila enter the room, wearing a silky robe that clung to her curves. She walked over to her dresser and began to undress, revealing her perfect breasts and toned stomach.Nate’s breath caught in his throat as he watched her slide her panties down h

I am 妃妃, a 19-year-old Chinese girl, and I am the slave of my master. My life revolves around serving him, fulfilling his every desire, no matter how depraved. Today, I wake up early to prepare for another day of service.Master is a powerful businessman, and I am his personal assistant. But in private, I am his obedient slave, ready to cater to his every whim. I arrive at his office, wearing a tight-fitting maid uniform that accentuates my curves. I kneel before him, my head bowed in submission."Good morning, Master," I say softly.He looks up from his desk, his eyes roaming over my body. "Rise, my pet. It's time for your duties."I stand up, my heart racing with anticipation. I know what he expects of me. I walk over to him, my hips swaying suggestively. I kneel between his legs, my face inches from his crotch. I can smell his musk, feel the heat radiating from his body."May I service you, Master?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.He nods, his hand reaching down to stroke m

I had always been a good girl, quiet and obedient. But something inside me yearned for more, a dark hunger that I couldn’t quite name. That is, until Nikko moved in next door.He was tall, muscular, with tattoos snaking up his arms. His eyes held a fierce intensity that made my knees weak. I knew, from the moment I first saw him, that he would change everything.It started with small things. He’d catch me staring and smirk, or leave his window open so I could hear his heavy breathing as he pleasured himself. I’d touch myself, imagining it was his hands on my body, his cock inside me.Then one night, he appeared in my bedroom. I was startled at first, but as he loomed over me, I felt a thrill of excitement. He told me he knew what I wanted, what I needed. He said he could give it to me, but I’d have to be a good girl and do as I was told.I nodded, my mouth dry with anticipation. That’s when he showed me the ropes, the cuffs, the toys. He explained the rules, the safe words. I listened

Tandy shifted uncomfortably in the plush armchair, his heart pounding with anticipation. Smasha, his girlfriend of two years, had promised him a surprise tonight, something to spice up their vanilla sex life. As he waited, his mind raced with possibilities, each more tantalizing than the last.The apartment door clicked open, and Smasha entered, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Behind her, a tall, lean figure emerged from the shadows. The stranger was dressed in all black, his chiseled features accentuated by the dim lighting. Tandy’s breath caught in his throat as the man approached, his commanding presence filling the room.“Tandy, meet Zane,” Smasha purred, her voice thick with desire. “He’s going to help us explore some new… territories tonight.”Zane’s lips curled into a smirk as he towered over Tandy. “Stand up,” he ordered, his voice deep and authoritative.Tandy obeyed, his legs trembling slightly as he rose to his feet. Zane circled him like a predator, his eyes raking over T