All Chapters of Sensual Erotic Tales ( short smut stories).: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

A jolt of shock struck me as her boyfriend stood in the doorway, looking down at us with wide eyes. "Mira-h?" His voice was stunned. "What the fuck..." His gaze dropped, unashamed and hungry, taking in the sight before him. His fiancee, sprawled naked on a Persian rug with her legs tangled in mine. The evidence of what had just happened was visible between us, a glistening, messy trail of our mixed fluids that gleamed in the dim office light. His eyes widened further, his jaw dropping slightly as he took in the sheer debauchery of the scene. "Beneath me..." Mirah whispered, her face flushing a deep crimson as she tried to cover herself with her hands, but I quickly grabbed her wrists, pulling them back down to the rug. I looked up at him, a smirk playing on my lips as I pressed a kiss to Mirah's neck. "Surprise," I whispered, enjoying the shock on his face since this is what I really wanted. The whole time, my heart was racing with excitement. I looked from his

"Let the real fun begin," I murmured, the words barely audible over the ragged breathing filling the room. I didn't wait for a response. I took Mirah by the hand, her fingers trembling against mine and led her toward her imposing mahogany desk. Her boyfriend stood there like a statue of confused desire, watching us with wide hungry eyes. I guided Mirah to lie on the edge of the desk, the cold wood seeping through the thin silk of her skirt, a stark contrast to the heat pooling between her thighs. I stood between her legs, my hands exploring her body as my fingers traced the curve of her waist and the swell of her hips. I reached up, pushing the skirt up, her panties sliding off her body to pool at her ankles. I looked at her, her face flushed, her chest heaving. She stared at me, her eyes were so dark with a mixture of shame. I turned to the boyfriend, his cock already straining against his trousers, a throbbing promise of what was to come. "Are you ready for this?" I as

I leaned in and placed my mouth on her lips, kissing her deeply, tasting her and his essence on her tongue. The kiss was searing; I needed to share this moment with her, to merge with her alone. She quickly responded, her hands finding my breasts, squeezing them gently, her fingers tracing the outline of my nipples. I let out a soft, silent moan at her touch, the sensation sending a shiver down my spine. I pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes. "I don't want to be done with you guys," I whispered, my eyes locked with hers. "I want to feel your man's huge cock inside my hole." I waited to see the reaction on her face, but she didn't show anything. Instead, she only smiled at me, a knowing, seductive smile for the first time and looked in his direction. He was still standing there his chest heaving, his eyes locked on us with a possessive light in them. "So now it's my turn," I said, turning to him. He also smiled, a wicked hungry grin. "Well, this is what I r