Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claim Me, Daddies : A Spicy Erotica Collection: Kabanata 271 - Kabanata 280

A Hórny Game Of Truth or Dare (8)   I gasped, head falling back. Her tongue dipped into me greedily. She licked everything I gave her, her mouth working in steady, messy circles.   “Oh my god—Crystal—”   She moaned against me, the vibration making my toes curl. Her hands held my hips down as she buried her face deeper, nose brushing my clít, tongue pressing inside me again and again.   “Fúck—yes—keep going—” I cried, thighs already trembling.   She pulled back just long enough to suck my clít into her mouth, fast and rhythmic. Her tongue flicked it over and over, relentlessly. My thighs clamped around her head but she didn’t stop. She pushed my legs

This all began when I was in my late twenties—twenty-nine, to be exact—right after I changed careers. My new boss was a real first for me. Not only was she my first female boss, she was also my first Black boss. Laura was smart, classy, and beautiful. She was my age, about 5'10", with gorgeous milk-chocolate skin. She had large dark eyes, full lips, a well-proportioned body, and her 39D títs were spectacular. We hit it off from the very beginning. I was eager to learn my new job, and she appreciated my work ethic and my drive to do well. “You’re picking this up fast,” she told me once, leaning against my desk. “I’ve got a good teacher,” I replied. She smiled at that—slow, pleased. As a matter of

I am a married, forty-five-year-old closeted bisexual man. No. You don't have time judge me yet. I always considered myself straight until my wife had to have a hysterectomy and lost interest in sex. I was too young to live in a sexless marriage, so I started playing around with married couples and found out that sex with another man could be exciting and hot.I soon moved on to only looking for anonymous man-to-man sex, and with the help of Craigslist, met up with Paolo, a gay man a few years younger than me. It turned out there wasn’t good sexual chemistry between us, but we became best friends and discreetly went to gay bars, sex clubs, and rest areas together.Our taste in men was somewhat different, so it was rare that we were competing for the same guys, and even if we were, there was no animosity for the “winner.” Paolo and I talked on the phone every day and were so close that we shared the most intimate details of our lives, the things that no other living soul knew.A few

The Secret Life Of A Bisexual Man (3)I knew he was close to shooting, so I pulled on my cock in sync with the rhythm of his cock plowing in and out.His body began to tremble and shake violently, and he made grunting and growling noises until it turned into a full yell.He pushed one last time, pressing my head into the headboard, and shot his load deep into my hole. I shot my load seconds later, and when he finally stopped pumping my ass, we fell in a heap onto the bed.It was hot in Paolo’s apartment, so we were both dripping with sweat. We took a shower together, soaping each other up, kissing, and falling back into that same slow, almost lazy rhythm. We would have stayed longer, but the hot water ran out. We got dressed and returned to Paolo’s party.Sven and Erik gave us disapproving looks as we rejoined the group at the table. Erfan caught it immediately and leaned in, pressing a kiss to my lips just to provoke them. They pressed their lips together and exchanged a glance like

Jessica’s POVI want Charles to ruin me tonight…But my reckless wants would ruin not just my relationship with Emily, but her marriage with Charles.Somehow, I couldn’t stop.She won’t catch me—that was how I kept convincing myself, as I hid near the bed in the dark room.I was more scared of my son-in-law’s reaction when he sees me hiding in his room than my daughter’s reaction if she caught me fúcking her husband on their matrimonial bed.Being here feels like betraying my daughter, and somehow it makes it more thrilling as I wait for Charles to come to bed.My heart beat faster when the television went silent, and I could hear footsteps walking towards the room.He was coming to bed.My breath caught. Finally, the moment is here.Then the bedroom door opened, and he walked in.He climbed onto the bed but was still on his phone.My heart was racing. I could feel the adrenaline because it had been long since I engaged in séx—but I want it with Charles, so I’d get it.I’m sure he did