Lahat ng Kabanata ng RAW DESIRES : 101 Hot Tales of Pleasure : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Before I could even respond, her mouth was back on me, and I was shaking in a matter of seconds. My body felt like it was being struck by electricity, every nerve ending alive with need. I wasn’t even sure I truly knew what an orgasm was until that moment. I exploded all over her fingers, and as soon as I finished, she took them out and slipped them into her mouth, sucking them clean as if savoring every drop."You taste amazing, wanna see?" she asked, her voice low and teasing, and our lips met for the first time. The contact sent a shiver straight down my spine, making my knees weak. I swear I could have come again from the simple sensation of her lips on mine. They were so soft, so insistent, and all I could think about was making her feel as good as she made me feel. I wanted to hear her moans, see her body tremble, feel her lose control under my hands. There was nothing I wanted more than to have her shaking against my fingers, completely undone.I shifted, climbing into her lap

Craving Her Neighbour's Pussy. (2)They finished the tray and chatted a little longer, but when Kristen stood to leave, Rachel followed her to the door. They hugged goodbye. It was supposed to be casual, brief. But neither of them moved. Rachel inhaled the scent of Kristen’s soft and floral perfume. Her body molded into Kristen’s without thinking. Their arms lingered, reluctant to let go.Later, Rachel stood by the window, watching Kristen walk away, her heart still fluttering.In the following weeks, their friendship bloomed. Kristen came over more often, always with something to share: new coffee beans, an art book, stories from her time abroad. They went for walks, lingered in coffee shops, and texted late into the night.Rachel tried to convince herself it was just friendship, but it felt like more. Every time Kristen smiled, every time her fingers brushed Rachel’s arm or tucked a strand of hair behind Rachel’s ear, it was a slow burn she couldn’t ignore. The loneliness Rachel had

Craving Her Neighbour's Pussy. (4)Kristen wrapped her arms around Rachel’s shoulders and pulled her close, their skin still glistening and flushed. Her voice was low, almost ragged. “I want to taste you now. Lie back.”Rachel obeyed without hesitation, her body already arching with need. She settled into the bed, her legs spreading instinctively as Kristen moved between them. Kristen’s eyes stayed locked on hers as she ran her palms down Rachel’s thighs, pressing them apart until she had full access to everything.“You’re dripping,” Kristen whispered, dragging her fingers lightly over Rachel’s inner thigh. “I want that all over my tongue.”Rachel let out a gasp as Kristen lowered herself and pressed a kiss right to the edge of her folds. One kiss turned into two, then a slow glide of her tongue that made Rachel's back arch. Kristen licked her again, slower this time, drawing a whimper from deep in Rachel’s throat.“Fuck, Kristen,” she breathed, grabbing a fistful of sheets. “Don’t st

Craving Her Neighbour's Pussy (6)Rachel parked the car in front of Kristen McCarthy’s house. After their long afternoon together at the mall, Kristen leaned over, her perfume still fresh from the testing counter at the department store.Rachel told her plainly, “Come over later. Around seven. I have a Skype call with Diego at six, and I need quiet.” Kristen touched Rachel’s wrist and gave a soft nod before stepping out, her hips swaying as she walked to her door.Rachel drove home. Her pulse was steady, but her body was restless. She entered the house, kicked off her shoes at the doorway, and walked into the living room. She set her phone on the coffee table, poured herself a small glass of wine, and waited. At exactly six o'clock, Diego’s call came through. She sat upright, fixed her hair with her fingers, and clicked to accept the video.Diego appeared on the screen, wearing a pale blue shirt. He spoke about his long day. He went into detail about a supplier issue, a delayed shipme

Craving Her Neighbour's Pussy (8)Rachel woke to the soft scratch of morning light slipping through the curtains, painting faint stripes across her thighs. Her legs were tangled in the sheets, bare skin warm against the smooth cotton. Every muscle in her body ached from the night before: her thighs, her core, the tender skin between her breasts. She exhaled slowly and stretched, feeling the soreness that clung to her like fingerprints.Kristen stirred beside her and slid an arm across her stomach. Her hand settled just under Rachel’s navel, possessive and gentle.“You were making noises in your sleep,” Kristen murmured, voice thick with sleep and amusement. “Sounded like you were about to come again.”Rachel turned her head, met her gaze, and smiled. “I was dreaming about your mouth.”Kristen chuckled and kissed her shoulder. “Still hungry?”Rachel shifted under the sheets, letting one leg fall open slightly. “Starving.”Kristen’s hand moved down without hesitation. She dipped her fin