All Chapters of Flesh And Fire: A spicy Erotica Collection : Chapter 271 - Chapter 275

I sat on my bedroom reading table with the plain sheet of paper and pen laid on top of it. It had been so long since I had seen my lover, and now I was not only bored, lonely, and horny, I also had no hope of meeting him since he had been sent to Iraq on a military expedition. I missed him so much, it was absolute torture. My entire body craved him. And now I had to write him a letter, hoping it would get to him and keep his thoughts of me alive.With a deep sigh, I picked of the pen, flattened my hands on the white parchment paper and began to write:"Until you, I had never done anything crazy.Until you came along, my tally of insane moments was quite small. I had been drunk exactly three times in my life. I had never had sex outside, or in the shower, and certainly not in a public restroom while people waited impatiently outside. I had never been spanked or gagged with my own panties or treated like anything less than a lady, especially in the bedroom. I was the calm and colle

Although I could see the screen, hear the brilliant soundtrack, the great music, the witty dialogue, I was also in a parallel universe which consisted of pure physical sensation.As his fingers moved, he could sense my arousal and perfectly judged when and how to step up the action.I trembled as his hand moved slowly, inexorably, up my thighs and under the hem of my flimsy skirt. Then he stopped, as if unsure of whether it was safe to proceed. I was torn between indignation, outrage and excitement. But I was turned on. Big time! Even more than I was in the bedroom of my house if that was even possible. I breathed deeply, audibly and he moved his hand further and higher, until I could feel the tips of his fingers caressing the insides of my thighs; my pussy lips, already moist, tantalisingly close.He found the thin fabric of my lacy thong, pushed it to one side and then I thought I heard him gasp softly as he realized I was shaved, completely.I froze like a rabbit caught in the he

Henry squeezed my thigh harder, fingers trailing up the inside of my bare leg. “How is he in bed?” Morgan asked me. Henry cleared his throat. “Yeah, Sofia, how is he in bed?” He slid his hand up my thigh and under my skirt, gently rubbing my soaked panties. God, Henry really isn’t doing this right now. “He is, uh … he’s good,” I said. Henry drew his fingernail across my underwear, right down my fold, then brushed it against my clit. A wave of heat rushed through my body, and I stammered, “Really good.” Morgan shivered. “Damn. I need a man like that.” Henry hooked a finger inside my underwear and pulled them to the side, beginning to rub small circles around my clit. I took an unsteady breath through my mouth and prayed that I had the strength to stay calm right here and right now.The waiter approached our table again with drinks for the guys. All the girls turned to him, grinning from ear to ear and staring at him in fascination. Henry