All Chapters of Steamy Dreams (Erotica Collections): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

After Piper and I fucked in the shower, we each went our separate ways for the night. A part of me hoped that I had gotten her pregnant with just one go, but I knew that realistically, it would take more time. That was fine with me - I wanted to fuck her any and every chance I got.As I laid in bed awake that night, I couldn't stop thinking about how her silky pussy felt clenched around my fat cock. She took me so well, better than her mother ever could. My dick instantly got hard again, and I didn't want to jack off if I knew Piper was just a few rooms away.I crept out of bed and walked into her room, seeing her sleeping body cuddled under a blanket. I admired her for a minute before gently slipping the blanket off of her. As if on instinct, she turned onto her back and spread her legs. She was wearing floral cotton underwear and a tank top that was resting low across her perfect teen tits.Silently, I settled between her legs and pulled her underwear off, noticing the tinge of pink

As I slept my brain brought back images of the night before. His hand stroking over his cock, sliding so smoothly, hand squeezing firmly. In my dream my hand trailed over my body as I watched him. My fingers lightly sliding up over my feet and legs, over my belly and up under my long t shirt to softly run over my aching nipples. I moaned at the feeling. No, I would never touch myself. Only bad girls do that. The feeling did not cease though and in fact grew stronger. I slowly opened my eyes to slits, seeing I was in my own bed somehow, staring at my own wall. The sensation of fingers stroking my aching nipples did not fade.I concentrated on the feeling, finally fully awake, feeling a tall form pressed against my back. Long strong fingers stroked over my heated skin, my whole body broken out in goose flesh, tingling and aching for more. My mind screamed "This is wrong, do something! Tell him no!" but my young body was helpless to resist. I was burning with heat. I felt a hardness pres

I was lying down and spreading my legs on my bed. I felt around my opening and pushed my finger back inside my hole. I heard the phone ring downstairs. It was back in the day of house phones. I thought it must be Lee ringing back, so I ran downstairs to answer it. In my excitement, I left my door open and didn't put anything over my little lingerie set.It was Lee on the phone. We had a huge row which lasted a few minutes because I wouldn't send him in any cash, and I completely forgot I was wearing lingerie and that my photos were on the bed.I stormed back into my bedroom and froze. Robert was standing next to my bed holding a close-up photo of me nude, with my legs apart, on Lee's bed. My blood turned to icicles in my veins. I tried to speak, but my mouth was too dry, and nothing would come out.Robert stared at me. His eyes bulged out of his head as he looked me up and down. His eyes stopped at my breasts. My nipples were still exposed above the cups of my bra. His head turned bac

My enormous naked breasts transfixed Ronnie, and he stood staring at me for what seem like ages. Then he walked over slowly, pulling his top off and unbuckling his belt. He sat on the towel in front of me, and we kissed again.As our tongues explored each other's mouths, Ronnie pulled my pyjama shorts off and began to rub between my legs gently."You have to tell me you want this," he panted as we took a French kissing break to get our breath back. I looked down at my naked breasts, the wet towel underneath me, back into his eyes."I want you," I said, kissing his thick neck and wrapping my arms around his big hairy waist.As soon as I said it, Ronnie grabbed a big tub from under the sideboard and started rubbing something thick and slimy between my legs and right up my bum crack. He gently pushed me back onto the towel, pulling his cock out of his open fly at the same time. He was big and thick, and he was hard for me already. I wanted to feel my pussy being stretched again, and Ronn

I stand in front of the huge bookshelf in the empty aisle of the library, staring at the books in utter confusion. The book I want is on the topmost row and I cannot reach it no matter how much I try, so I don't bother trying at all. Maybe I can make do with something in the lower rows.I see a poster of our college basketball team hanging low on the wall and my mind immediately wanders back to the memory of the hot shower. Of the first time Gabriel made love to me. Or perhaps the term making love is a little too tame for what transpired that day. I still remember the jolt of his hips, the water trickling down onto his face, his muscular chest and down below onto his ...mmmNo, no I'm not going to go there. I have mid-terms next week and I'm not going to be distracted by Gabriel. I cross my legs, pretending that even the thought of him isn't affecting me in the slightest.I squint my eyes to read the tiny text clearly when I feel a body press flush against my back.On instinct, I free