All Chapters of Flesh And Fire: A spicy Erotica Collection : Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

POV: Celeste She panted beneath him. Skin flushed. Lips parted. Her hair fanned out like a halo.But there was nothing fucking angelic about the way she looked up at him.Her thighs were already spread, wrapped around his own.Her dress was wrinkled from how Marcus had shoved it up, exposing the beautiful legs he had spent months spying on from afar.And he was already too far gone to stop.Celeste Sinclair was soft chaos. All mouth and defiance. She talked like she didn’t care what anyone thought, but she had moaned for him when no one was listening.And now that he was between her legs, finally where he had dreamed of being for nights that bled into weeks, Marcus knew one thing with painful clarity.He was going to ruin her.And he was going to fucking enjoy it.“Take it off,” he growled.She looked up at him, dazed. “What?”“The dress. Now.”She scrambled upright, pulling the thin straps down her shoulders. The fabric slipped like water, baring her breasts firm, round, tight, and

Wrenda pushed away from him, then went to the nearest tree, braced herself against it and said: " For fuck's sake stuff your prick in me and shag me rotten". She needed him. Riven started over to her, crunching over falling sticks from the trees in the woods they were in. He lifted her skirt and could see droplets of her juice glistening in the sun around the beautiful entrance to her fanny which she was pushing out at just the right angle for him to drive home to the hilt. Fucking hell, Riven was desperate to enter her, but using every last ounce of willpower he thought he'd get his own back for the Chairwoman incident from earlier. He gave her a playful slap on the bottom and turned on his heel saying, " Come on they will have finished serving lunch if we don't go now". At first, she stayed to hold the tree unable to believe that he meant what he had said, but when she didn't feel him move in behind and invade her she realized he had kept walking. The fuc*ker!! She needed him so

Riven leaned back and lunged his hips forward one last time going deeper and harder than before, gripping her hips he pulled himself deeper inside and held himself there.Riven erupted deep inside her the pressure of the first shot so intense. She didn't feel the rest of his coming as she was oblivious to anything other than her own pleasure. Wrenda felt herself falling but couldn't comprehend anything as she struggled for air as the shocks and pleasure racking every muscle and nerve ending in her body continued. Riven was aware that something was happening to her but as he felt shot after shot of spunk shooting from him deep inside her he was unaware of her own orgasm. Finally after holding himself deep within her for some time after his final shots of come had subsided he released his grip on her hips and she fell to the floor. Wrenda became aware of his voice calling from a far-off place rapidly getting closer and louder. She opened her eyes and smiled up at him, his face red and

I had never fucked an older lady before. Fuck, I was only 18, and all the pussy I had ever had has been from two girls of my age bracket. So when the hot mother of my current girlfriend had sneaked me into her house to 'talk', while her daughter, my girlfriend was outside swimming, I was already way in over my head. She was so fucking gorgeous, but naturally, I had never thought of her in that way before. It just seemed wrong in a way, even though there was no denying that those thick breast and thighs she had could be a man's last supper. When she walked me into her room, and I saw what she was wearing and the way she looked at me, I just knew what she had called me for. I had watched enough poem to know a 'fuck me now' look from sexy stepmoms and milf's. I didn't fight or act innocent, I did not explain that it was wrong to fuck her... I just stayed, ready, waiting, imagining and planning different ways to make that bad, beautiful body bend for me. She dropped to her knees and t

I used to be afraid of the dark, until you showed me just how wonderful it could be. Losing my sight behind a blindfold has over time sharpened my other senses dramatically. As soon as you cover my eyes I become a different person. I can smell the paraffin wax candles, the sounds of your heavy breathing, even though you have yet to descend the basement stairs. I can smell your cock, the glistening, sweaty sweetness of your body.I know that you’re watching me. I stand a little taller. I can feel the worship in your eyes. Though I’m bound like a slave I still feel like a queen.I sense your eyes on my naked breasts, especially those areas that seem to be painted in the darker chocolate hue that accentuates my areolas. You love to try and get your mouth around it all. From there your eyes travel down my voluptuous chocolate body, over my flat stomach with the butterfly tattoo, to the kinky blackness of my sex; and further on to my softly sculpted things and long legs.I have been wait