All Chapters of UNCENSORED: The Steamy Vignettes Return: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The hum of the air conditioner filled my ears as I tossed my bag onto the edge of the bed. The hotel room was smaller than I expected, neat but impersonal… clean sheets, bolted window, nothing to hold onto.Just a place to pass the night.I kicked off my heels with a sigh, ready to let exhaustion swallow me whole. But then, I heard it.At first, it was faint...a dull thud against the wall. I frowned, sitting up. Then it came again. Louder this time. Followed by a sound that sent heat rushing straight to my face.A moan.Or a scream…One that came from pleasure. Maybe.It came from a lady.I froze, my heart hammering. The wall between the two rooms was too thin, every noise bleeding through.The rhythmic creak of a bed frame.A squeal.And then, a man’s voice… deep, commanding, almost a growl.I breathed. Swallowed hard, trying to look anywhere but the wall.Maybe it was just a couple, having some good fun, slamming and grinding each other's genitals. I thought.I tried not to listen

The shop was quiet tonight, just the buzz of neon bleeding through the blinds and the faint hum of my machine warming up. She walked in like she was carrying a secret..small frame, big eyes, nervous hands clutching a slip of paper.She looked hot though.Dressed in a small leather skirt that clung to her buttocks like the skirt was made with her ass measurement. And a small bra top that barely covered her large boobs.“I want this,” she said, sliding the sketch across the counter. A name. A man’s name.Her man, obviously.I nodded, no questions. People ink names all the time…love, loyalty, regret waiting to happen.It wasn’t my place to care.“Where do you want the tattoo?” I asked, my voice coming out smoother than I intended.“Up my thighs, near my groins,”My breath hitched. "Nice spot.“ I said to myself. "No, I want it on my ass," she said, almost immediately. "So that he can see it during doggy or some petty little bathroom moment,“ she chuckled. My breath hitched and I choke

⚠️ Warning: The following content is meant for spice🌶️ only. Please disregard any medical information as most of them are not true.******“Doctor, we need your help, we're really running out of our senses.”The man on the other side of the office desk was dressed in white lab coat. His eyes were fixed on them as he listened, his elbows resting on the office desk. “My wife and I dated for two years before we got married. And we've been married for three years already. Yet we have no child.” The husband said,The wife chirped in, “Yes, even before we got married, we took risks, yet I never ever took in,” she added,The doctor nodded, “Did you ever carry out an abortion while you were single?”She shook her head, “No," her face was scowled with worry."Any results from any doctor?"She quickly slipped an envelope out of her purse and handed it to the doctor. He received it and took out the printed paper inside it. He unfolded and skimmed through it, no expression on his face.Not rea

I was at my work place acting for a blue video. Because that was my job. I started less than a year ago, introduced to my manager by my best friend who'd secretly been doing it before I discovered it. At nineteen, I had my first sex in front of the camera. It was that man with a big black cock, assigned to me that day that broke my virginity, with different cameramen, and my manager watching. And I agreed because of the huge sum offered. It wasn't so painful because he was an expert in handling virgin women. The video hit over seven million views in just one week. And I had lots of men from different parts of the world contacting my manager to arrange me for them. There were thousands of them…politicians, famous and wealthy business men, alongside some other less popular and not-so-rich men. So, my manager put me on a high price. That way, only a few hundred of them were selected for me. I literally traveled to different countries just to fuck those rich men. Most of

The living room was dimly lit as Dad, me and stepbro enjoyed the tv show. I sat together with my stepbrother on the two sitter cushion, while my dad was on a different cushion a little bit far from us. And all of a sudden, my step brother's fingers brushed my thighs. I felt it at first but I just thought it was a mistake. I didn't give it any attention. It happened again. I looked at him but he seemed too engrossed in the TV show. “Maybe it was just a repeat mistake,” I said to myself. I adjusted, shifting slightly farther away from him. But then he shifted closer. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable at this point. But I didn't change seats. I just…sat there. Then again, his hands touched me, clearly deliberate this time. I looked at him and that was when he slowly tilted his head. “Michael, I know you're doing it on purpose. Stop it," I whispered, "You're my sis, why won't you let me," he whispered back, with a smirk on his face. And then he dragged his h