All Chapters of Flesh And Fire: A spicy Erotica Collection : Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

The conversations though typically came back to boys as all things tend to do. At this point all three girls were lounging on the bed beside each other, laying down on their bellies as they looked over the edge of the bed towards the floor below. Angie and Cosie's hair braided, done up in ponytails while Michelle lay on her belly with her glasses up on the bridge of her nose, looking towards the other two girls."I don't know. I mean I've dated Brad for some time..." Angie started first, lamenting the problems of her boyfriend and the intimacy issues she's been having. "...but I just don't like him like that, you know?""You mean you don't want to suck his dick or anything?" Michelle said outright, not one to mince words on their double entendre meaning.Angie nodded her head. It wasn't how she'd word it, but she got her meaning. "Pretty much. I'm not attracted to him. He's a good guy.""Well. I dated him in middle school, and he was kind of a putz. And a little gross." Cosie state

I have three step brothers and I want all of them to fuck me! It’s bad, I know. Dirty and shameful. But what can I say? My brothers could melt chocolate on their tightly muscled abs and I’d developed a raging sweet tooth. Older than me by a handful of years, they’d been playing center stage in my deepest, darkest fantasies since the moment I realized I could spark off something amazing by fingering myself beneath the covers at night. Okay, before you think I’m a total perv, Randell, Lance and Kingsley, are my step-brothers so it’s not as if I’m fantasizing about bumping uglies with my blood relatives — although I have a few distant cousins who are H-O-T if you know what I mean, and under the right circumstances I might be persuaded to get a taste — but anyway, my stepbrothers have been around since I was like fourteen and when I hit fifteen I started to notice a few things. Such as, Randell, the oldest, had the sexiest smile that could make girls drop their damp panties if he s

I loved Lance for caring. Yeah, I said it. Love. Just because I wanted to fuck their brains out didn’t mean I didn’t have feelings for them. Actually, quite the opposite. I loved them all. They’d always been pretty good brothers as far as step-brothers went. So, yeah…I knew if we took this step there wouldn’t be any going back to the way it was before. And I was okay with that. My body trembled up against Randell’s as his hands roamed my backside, pausing on my ass to grip my cheeks. “You’re a sweet little tease, you know that?” he murmured, pulling me against his groin so I could feel his erection. I shuddered at the pressure against my quickly swelling clit and pussy lips. If his hands strayed further south, he’d find how moist and ready I already was for them. “Do you know how difficult it’s been to keep my hands to myself like a good brother should?” “Probably as long as I’ve tried to be a good little sister,” I said breathlessly. Suddenly, I felt the pressure of someo

“I’m never going to be able to look at that leather sofa the same again,” I said, giggling. “We pretty much defiled that poor thing. If a CSI team were to sweep the sofa with a black light, all sorts of DNA stuff would start glowing.” They all grinned and Randell took a seat beside me. I quieted and glanced at him, my breath catching when I saw the intensity in his stare. There was so much going on behind those eyes. How had I ever missed that? I’d been so hung up on getting into their beds, that I hadn’t stopped to consider what it meant to them. This wasn’t some random, raunchy hook up between us. I know it might sound crazy, but it almost felt soulful. His hand went around to the back of my neck and he pulled me to him. I went without resistance, my lips meshing with his as his tongue gently delved inside my mouth to tease my tongue. We kissed long and deep, until he pressed me down upon the ottoman, my knees bent as my feet remained on the floor. Randell kept my mouth occup

It’s been a few months since I first hooked up with my step brothers and no one has found out anything. Which meant o ly one thing, fuck fuck fuck!!! We used every damn opportunity to fuck our brains out. Just thinking about my boys is enough to start my motor but knowing that we were going away for the whole weekend on a camping trip — just them and me, no irritating parents — made me shiver all over. Let me set the stage: nothing but trees, a lake, a tent and three horny, muscled frat boys and little ol’ me. You get the picture. Hell yeah, if I can even walk by the time the weekend’s up, it’ll be a damn miracle… and I can’t freaking wait. “Did you pack sunscreen?” Lance asked, ever the sweetie always looking out for me. I smiled and patted my small bag. It’s not like a bikini and some other tiny articles of clothing took up much room. Lance grinned and caressed my cheek, then added, “good girl.” I practically purred beneath his warm approval and wished I could