All Chapters of Steamy Dreams : Chapter 551 - Chapter 560

It was early Sunday afternoon when my doorbell rang. I was somewhat surprised since I hadn't told anyone where I was living. My shock only increased when I opened the door. Standing in the hallway were my wife, her parents, sister, and brother-in-law.I resisted my first impulse to quickly slam the door. I had been raised better than that. Besides, I thought the world of my mother and father-in-law, Chester and Dottie Hanson, as well as their younger daughter, Marian. I would never deliberately be rude to them. My wife, Debbie, on the other hand, created emotions in me that were far less charitable. Slamming the door in her face would have been my pleasure."Jack! We are here to discuss this problem in a civilized manner. Mom, Dad, and Marian felt they might be able to help me get to the bottom of this situation. Dave is just naturally included in family affairs. Please let us in," insisted Debbie, with no doubt that I would acquiesce.I shrugged and stepped aside to let them all in.

At the end of my Sophomore year of college, I found myself in the unlikely position of having a girlfriend. Sort-of. Jessica and I would get ready at the same time for dates. With guys. But in the process of getting ready, we would often make out and fondle each other. And then then next morning, we would cuddle in her bed and talk about how the dates had gone. (Her bed, not mine, because she had a single dorm room.) We would kiss, and giggle, and graphically describe and sometimes act out what our male dates had done to us the night before. And we would sit by each other at meals, and in the few classes we had together, we would sit in the back and hold hands, or pass notes like school-kids. In retrospect, we were just school-kids.But the semester and school year were quickly coming to an end, and we knew our fun was, too. I was going to move back in with my family, 4 hours to the North. She was going to move back to her hometown, 7 hours to the South. On our last night together, we

It was supposed to be a "work dinner". Darcie and Nate had issues they needed to discuss, and hey, everyone needed to eat, right? So, they met at the B Street Bistro, for dinner and a friendly work conversation.He had been hired to do some consulting work for her company a few years ago. They hit it off immediately. Friendly, flirty, but nothing serious over a couple of years. Until one night... flirting turned into French kissing, which ending with them fucking furiously. They agreed, at four in the morning, as they parted, that it shouldn't happen again. Until the next time. And the time after that. And then... circumstances and time constraints and work issues got in the way, and it had been months since they'd seen each other. A few friendly text messages... and then the issue at hand. Revisiting about a prior client who wanted to re-engage with both Darcie's company and Nate's. It was something they really needed to address, all other issues aside. And, dinner sounded better tha

Claire was determined to make a success of her new career.The morning of her first day she dressed carefully: she wanted to appear smart without being dowdy, attractive without being tarty. Claire was rightly proud of her outstanding figure, her long legs and pretty face with its lovely green eyes and glorious auburn hair but she knew that it was important to appear professional rather than simply stunningly gorgeous.It was important she left a good impression with everyone she met. She settled for a fitted white blouse and charcoal skirt that reached to just above her knees and that respectively flaunted her formidable bust and fine tight bottom in an understated and subtle way. She also needed to be practical but the lowest shoes she had were three inch black open-toed heels which showed off her long elegant legs beautifully. She deliberated for a while but plumped for them as her most pragmatic option.She checked she had everything, kissed her boyfriend Danny goodbye and set off

However, Amir seemed to be looking at her with real affection so she gave him a little smile back causing him to giggle.Mr. Forsythe's lesson continued. "And now, boys, begins the practical part of the afternoon. Ms. Bell has kindly agreed to help us once more with a demonstration. She will now fellate me so you can examine the nuances of the act. Gather round."Claire, blushing slightly, pulled off her top and bra eliciting groans from around the room. She knelt down in front of Mr. Forsythe and within thirty seconds had his cock out and in her mouth."As you can see, Ms. Bell, who is an experienced practitioner of oral sex, is first of all licking around the shaft of my penis to educe the hardest possible erection. And now she will suck my testicles, yes, like that..."Claire took his leathery scrotum in her mouth, trying to ignore the coarse grey hair and papery wrinkled skin before moving her tongue back up his dick. Hoping to speed things up a little she took his craggy hands an