All Chapters of RAW DESIRES : 101 Hot Tales of Pleasure : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Claire, The Married Slut (4)It was Wednesday, and she awoke early in the morning, unable to believe that Marvin’s dick was still inside her. It was soft, but with all that size, it had not slipped out.He kissed her on the back of the neck, thanked her for a great evening, and she thanked him as well. Claire got up to dress and noticed her pussy was sore, but then again, she had never had a large object lodged in it for six consecutive hours.They planned another date before she dressed and headed home to shower, change, and go back to work. The soreness lingered as a reminder of the night, but she did not regret a moment of it.After work, she came home, changed again, and took her children to the park to play for an hour before going out for dinner and ice cream. After dropping them off at wrestling practice, Claire went to the church for Bible study and choir practice.She knew the pastor would love to fuck her, but she needed to give her tender pussy a rest. She planned ahead and

Friday rolled around pretty quickly and I was up. Getting ready to pretty myself up for my sugar daddy, Dante. I was lucky to have him. Truly. He ensured my rent, college tuition and general upkeep were pretty much paid for. In return, I fucked him on Tuesdays, when he was in town. I was not trying to be aloof, but I really needed to not catch feelings for him.I liked my arrangement. I came from a low income family and I had to take care of my parents. So being Dante’s doll was just perfect. He was not your typical sugar daddy. He was hot. Mid thirties, strong, with beautiful brown eyes that I did not stop staring at when he sat across from me.The arrangement happened with ease. One day I was working as a bottle girl at Lava, the local nightclub. Dante came in and decided that I was worth saving, I supposed. The first night he hired me, we did not have sex. Instead, we opened a bottle of wine and got to know each other. I wanted to have sex. He was charming, funny, and treated me li

When Armanu asks his wife to fuck his business partner, it’s meant to be a gift, until he realizes his obsession with being a cuckold husband who loves to watch.••••••••I’ve always liked sharing what’s mine.Scratch that.I was so generous that I could even share my wife’s pussy with another man.I could watch another man want her, touch what I already own.It was a different kind of hunger to see another man’s thick cock thrust into my wife’s cunt.When I married Rhea, she fell for that part of me; my money, my confidence, the way nothing I own feels off-limits. With me, everything is open. Everything is offered.So when I told her I wanted her to fuck my business partners, she didn’t scream or walk away.She just looked at me, slow and thoughtful, lips parted slightly, like she was deciding how badly she wanted to be shared.“Why do I have to fuck another man for your business venture,” she had asked. Her voice had been flat, tired, stripped of drama.I had smiled and reached for

It was 1am, and I was fu'cking hungry.“Christ,” I muttered to myself, staring at the ceiling. “What the hell is wrong with me, huh?”I felt so empty as different thoughts ran through my mind that morning.No, I was not hungry for food. I was starved for something else, something sharp and aching that had been building for weeks.“I need… something,” I whispered, the words dissolving into the quiet room. “I need to feel some thick cøck inside me. I want to be ruined.”I was on a business trip that was boring as fu'ck. If I had not decided to drink three bottles of wine, I would not have been sitting there like a dog in heat.The meetings had been mostly unprofessional and very performative. I hated how everyone acted like they were better than every other person in the room. It pissed me off.“I’m better off staying at home than this…” I scoffed aloud. “What a waste of time.”The conference had been tedious. I had sat perfectly composed in my burgundy Gucci suit, short and fitted, nod

I did not know why, but the island campus we went to for a dancing program made me unbearably horny from the moment we arrived, the heat and closeness pressing on my skin.Most of the team had gathered there to practice and occasionally perform at local bars while also working part time for some pocket money, which kept everyone exhausted and restless.Everyone was staying at the hotel complex, usually with multiple people in the same room because it was cheaper, and privacy barely existed.Naturally, I stayed with my girlfriend Monica, sharing a narrow bed and too much skin contact.We had not been dating long and we were not very serious, but the sex between us was intense, so we kept it going despite everything else.We did not have much in common other than dancing and watching movies, and I knew that after summer the relationship would end without much emotion.Still, the time we spent together was enjoyable, with dinner conversations over wine, discussions about movies and books