All Chapters of Dirty Little Secrets(Erotic Short Stories): Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

I woke up to nerve wracking pain. I groaned, even as flashes from last night came rushing through my vision.The belt lashes. The hard slaps on my cheek. The hair grabbing. Being fucked by Tom. Being called every degrading name under the planet.It was finally sinking in, that I had fucked my abductor last night. The same man, who was holding me against mt will. Who had devised a way for us to get married, while I was lying unconscious in this very room.Mrs Blackthorn,I was going to be sick.The other side of the bed was empty. While the entire mattress was rumpled ,a tell tale sign of our rigorous activities from last night…it didn’t look as if ‘my husband’ had slept next to me.Which was fine by me. I wasn’t sure I could face him right now without hurling a pillow at his insufferable head.I got out of bed. My muscles ached. My jaw hurt from being hit last night. I wondered how many bruises I had on my butt.I picked up the nearest robe I could find and put it on. Just as I got ar

There. I had said it. And now, I was struggling to breathe. I was abuzz. The need to be fucked was viseceral.“What was it like?” Tom pressed down on that special button and I wanted to yank it out of his grip. I wanted to beg him to fuck me. To take me right here, in this car. “Did you enjoy having two cocks obliterate your pussy? Did it make you come hard, feeling them hurt you?”“Y-Yes!” I writhed on his lap, tried to clench my thighs together, to ease some of the ache in my clit, but Tom wouldn’t let me.Because this was punishment. It had to be.I gripped his thighs with all my might. Bit down on my bottom lip until I tasted blood.The vibrations were impossibly fast now. Vicious. And then, they stopped. Without warning. It just came to a halt and I was on the verge of losing my shit.My thighs trembled. Heat flooded my core. I let out a whimper of protest.Tom Blackthorn hauled me up until I was straddling his thighs. He gripped my jaw roughly and then, he was kissing me.His ki

THIRD FREAKING TIME USING MY VIBRATOR! in 4 hours, i knew i was ovulating but i didn't know I'd act like an animal in heat ..Jesus Christ . i groaned as i rolled side to side, at this point ,i just laid pantless in my bed,my sheets damp with all my possible bodily fluids, sweat, tears, constant squirting,but i didn't get up ,my clit still throbbed for more, i tried to ignore it, but all i keep getting was flashbacks of every time,i had been fucked to the edge of my life,every feel of fat dicks in my mouth,the taste ,even weirdly the smell, and this was me thinking about it again, maybe i have used enough of my imagination. "i should probably search up something intense" i grabbed my laptop from my bedside,and dove straight into the already opened pornsite tab. it only took me till page 165 before i could find something that could help. I placed the laptop to my side ,grabbed my dildo , spread my legs as wide as they could go ,but didn't put it in me right away ,i rubbed the

"Babe..." I bit my lips …almost as a resolve to stop myself. i was sore everywhere and although whatever she dropped into this water made me feel much better, but it also made me a bit too sensitive. so her touching me,made my thighs quake. i looked up at her face,meeting her flushed face,she had the palest skin..like that one dude from twilight but in contrast, she has freckles spread across her cheeks and nose, and her eyes are slightly red rimmed . she was a weird kind of beautiful and i don't know if its my pussy or if its the candles, but she looked like the sexiest little deer. i swallowed hard.. " you smelt like sex--" she said softly. "what?" "when you came in..i thought you were drunk .. but you smelt like..you got fucked...and i..." " And what?" "you know..." she said and her eyes softened a lil.. the lust still visible but another emotion was brimming through. "Know what..riele" "That i FUCKING LOVE YOU!" a lone tear rolled down her eyes…

Ashley knew she liked women in a way that wasn’t platonic but her best friend Ivy didn’t think so. A light tap on Ashley’s shoulder woke her up. It was Ivy’s mother. Ashley had always admired Ivy’s mother and fantasized about her voluminous breast and sexy curves. “You seem tired,” she said sympathetically. “Ivy had to run more errands with her father. Are you sure you can wait?” She asked. Ashley nodded, her eyes taking in the flimsy lingerie Ivy’s mother had on. Becca smiled. She had caught Ashley staring and it excited her. “You like what you see?” She asked. “Ummm.. I’m sorry, I was staring,” Ashley apologized with her face flushed as she dropped her eyes low. Becca was turned on by her innocence. She had always found Ashley intriguing ever since her daughter mentioned it to her that Ashely was into women. “It’s okay,” she replied as she sat beside her, her breast almost spilling from the bra she wore. “You look uneasy,” she pointed out, licking her lips. “Mind i