All Chapters of DIRTY DESIRES: A Short Steamy Erotica Collections.: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Sophie’s POV After taking a few moments to recollect herself, Isabella rose to her feet, staring down at me with intent in her eyes. “Get up,” she commanded, her voice soft but firm. It was just as I’d been hoping. I obeyed, standing up wordlessly until we were face to face. The fact that I’d been eating her cunt just a few minutes ago did nothing to stop me from feeling shy. I could only hold her gaze for a few seconds before I averted my eyes, looking everywhere else but her face. She grabbed my hand and then she started walking towards the bedroom with me in tow. On getting to the bedroom, she pulled me inside, then she shut the door behind us. I started to unbutton my shirt, eager to bare myself to her, but she shook her head as soon as she turned back to face that. “Leave that for me,” she instructed, taking slow, calculated steps towards me. Her lips were curved into a seductive smile, her eyes burning with so much desire that it made my heart beat faster. “You’re so pret

Sophie’s POV I couldn’t quite remember the details but I somehow ended up on the bed, falling fast asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow. As I woke up early the next morning, the first thought that came to mind was how pleasant it was to have Isabella eating my cunt the previous night. Her last words slowly replayed in my mind and each time it did, I felt a tiny ache in the area between my legs. Just as my hand was starting to wander there, I forced the thought out of my mind and rose from the bed. Despite the amount of pleasure I’d gotten from it, I felt a sense of guilt and shame that I’d had sex with a girl. It went against everything I stood for and that made me feel worthless and immoral. The door suddenly opened and Isabella walked into the room. Her lips instantly widened into a smile as her gaze landed on me. Just like me, she was fully unclothed and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t bring myself to look away from her perky breasts. “Welcome back to the land of

Sophie’s POVI was only just starting to recover when Isabelle climbed atop me. Sitting astride me, she locked her gaze on mine and began unbuttoning my shirt. My heart pounded as I watched her and I felt a renewed wave of desire sweep across my body. She made short work of my buttons and I didn’t wait for her to tell me before I sat up to allow her to peel my shirt away from my body. Her eager hands went behind me to unhook my bra and she eased it off my shoulders, tossing it onto where my shirt lay on the floor. Regarding my breasts with an appreciative look in her eyes, she leaned forward to kiss them. I trembled with want as her lips trailed across the hollow of my breasts, touching my skin only briefly. “Oh, God,” I whispered as my whole body became tense with anticipation. She stopped to bring her gaze back up to meet mine, flashing me a seductive smile whose effect I felt deep in my loins. Then she lowered her mouth back to my breasts and continued kissing. This time around,

Sophie’s POV As the days went by, I became more and more addicted to having sex with Isabella. It was both exciting and scary and I loved it. Through her, I got a taste of the euphoria that addicts must have always been enjoying. Except that this one was way better. I didn’t think there was any drug on earth that could have the same effect on me as having sex with Isabella did. Only if that drug was made from parts of her. One morning, she returned to the house looking like she’d just received bad news. But the worrisome look in her eyes quickly faded as she stepped into the living room and saw me. For a moment, I thought I must have imagined what I saw. “Hey,” she said with enthusiasm, giving me one of those pleasant smiles of hers. “Hey, you.” I ran my eyes over her, taking in the beautiful image of her in the clothes she’d worn for her morning run. She had on pink tight fitting yoga shorts and a matching pink spaghetti strap crop top. Both clung to all her curves, molding her

Jasmine’s POVDaniel chuckled wickedly as he stared down at me. I felt a mixture of anger and fear towards him, yet I found myself leaning in to his touch as his hands landed on my thighs. With my skirt being extremely short and free, he had no issues in hiking them up to expose my thighs. My breath trembled as his skin brushed lightly against mine. “What are you doing?” I asked, sounding both curious and scared at the same time. “What does it look like?” His voice was cool as he answered, betraying the fire burning in his eyes. Rubbing his palms gently across my bare thighs, he tightened his grip on my legs and pushed them wide apart. Cool air rushed between my legs, quickly accompanied by Daniel’s unnerving gaze. Goosebumps rose all over my skin as he began sliding his hands up slowly. My heart caught in my throat and for a few, tense moments, I totally forgot how to breathe. Blood rushed all over my body as his hand traveled further between my legs, heading for the exact spot th