All Chapters of RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

IvyThe afternoon sun filtered through the mall's glass ceiling, casting warm patches on the tiled floor as I pushed open the door to the boutique. My shopping bags from the earlier stores swung lightly against my legs, a mix of blouses and jeans I'd picked up on impulse. Work had been dragging me down lately….endless meetings and that nagging deadline, so this little escape felt necessary. I needed something new, something that made me feel alive, maybe a dress that hugged my curves just right.Inside, the air carried the faint scent of fresh fabric and perfume samples. Racks of clothes lined the walls, colors popping under the soft lighting. I wandered past the mannequins, their stiff poses mocking my own hesitation. My fingers trailed over a row of silk blouses, then dipped into a bin of discounted skirts. Nothing caught my eye at first, but then I spotted a slinky red dress on a clearance rack, the kind that promised to cling in all the right places. I pulled it off the hanger,

His free hand roamed lower, fingers tracing the hem of the red dress still bunched at my waist, then dipping under to skim my inner thigh. I spread my legs slightly, inviting him, my breath hitching when his fingertips brushed the edge of my panties.“So wet already,” he murmured against my skin, voice vibrating over my breast as he nipped at it. His fingers pressed against the damp fabric, rubbing slow circles over my clit through the lace. I bucked against his hand, a low whine escaping my throat, the pressure building fast. He chuckled darkly, slipping one finger under the edge, parting my slick lips to stroke directly over my swollen clit.My hands fumbled with his shirt, yanking it up to feel his hard abs, then moved higher to his chest, tracing the light trail of hair there. He straightened up just enough to shrug the shirt off, tossing it aside, his shoulders flexing as he returned to me. Now skin to skin from the waist up, his warmth enveloped me, and I traced my nails down hi

The drive home was a blur of neon lights and throbbing aches, my thighs were sticky under the rumpled dress I'd barely tugged back into place. The wad of cash burned a hole in my purse on the passenger seat….enough to cover rent and then some, with holiday groceries to boot. But as I pulled into my parking spot, the highness from the night crashed hard. My body hummed with echoes of those rough hands, the relentless pounding that had left me raw inside and out. I stumbled up the stairs, the jingle bells still faintly tinkling against my chest.The apartment door creaked open. I peeled off the outfit in the bathroom, watching flakes of dried cum dissolve under the shower's spray. Hot water stung my skin, but it washed away the evidence, not the thrill that lingered low in my belly. I wrapped a threadbare towel around my body and started counting the bills on the kitchen table, it was five hundred and some change. More than I'd expected. Enough to breathe easily through New Year's, ma

DianaI never thought a last-minute business trip to New York would upend my carefully planned life, but there I was, rushing through the bustling airport terminal in Seattle, my heels clicking against the polished floor. The deal with the potential client had come out of nowhere, it was a high-stakes merger that my boss insisted I handle personally. At 32, I'd clawed my way up the corporate ladder, but this felt like a test. There was no time to pack properly, I threw a few outfits into a carry-on and dashed to the gate. When I got to the airport, they were just calling my boarding group. The plane was a red-eye flight, packed with weary passengers shuffling down the narrow aisle. I found my seat in economy, it was 15C, an aisle spot that at least gave me some elbow room. As I stowed my bag overhead, I caught sight of a man already settled into 15B, the window seat. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair tousled just enough to look effortlessly handsome. His jawline was sha

We ended up in his room, the door barely closed before his lips were on mine, hands everywhere….unbuttoning my blouse, sliding my skirt to the floor. No turbulence this time, just deliberate hunger. He backed me toward the bed, pulling his clothes as we went, his cock springing free, hard and ready.I dropped to my knees, wanting to taste him, wrapping my lips around the head, tongue swirling over the salty tip. He groaned, threading his fingers through my hair, guiding me as I took him deeper, hollowing my cheeks, sucking with steady pulls. His hips rocked gently, fucking my mouth in shallow thrusts, precum coating my tongue.“Bed,” he rasped, pulling me up. He laid me back, spreading my legs wide, his mouth descending on my pussy. His tongue licked flat and broad, lapping at my folds, then flicking my clit with precise strokes. I arched, my hands fisting the sheets, as he sucked the nub between his lips, then plunging two fingers inside my pussy, curling to hit that spot.Pleasure b