All Chapters of Steamy Dreams : Chapter 561 - Chapter 570

"Oh, I just don't think my boyfriend would want me too..." she started before Justin jumped out his chair and interrupted her."Do my ears deceive me? I thought you wanted to be an actor!| Did dear dear Larry complain when he had to take Dame Judi roughly from behind at the National whilst playing Antony to her Cleopatra? No, he just turned her over and did his duty as if he were born to it! Did the Divine Sarah balk at sucking off the entire cast and production team of La Dame Aux Camelias at the Comédie-Française as recompense when the company payroll was stolen? No she was on her knees like a flash, mouth open and ready to gobble for her art!" he ranted spectacularly.He continued "These, Claire, are the heroes and heroines up to whom you must live if you want to become an actor. The theatrical life demands many sacrifices and absolute unquestioning devotion. Now kneel down and get into character."Inspired by Justin's rousing oration, Claire dropped down immediately and unzipped h

And to my surprise, I not only did as she commanded, but actually wanted to. I was so turned on by this time that I didn't care whether I got the scholarship or not. I needed the 10 grand, but I needed to cum more.Quickly, I lifted my favorite yellow sun dress, jerked the wet crotch of my panties aside and ran my fingers along the length of my slit to show Miranda my wetness. I was certain I'd never been this wet before.Without thinking, I inserted my middle finger into my pussy, withdrew it quickly and used the juices to lubricate my swollen clit. I began to finger myself furiously right there in front of Miranda Steele, grieving widow of the late George P. Steele, the $10 million benefactor whose name would soon grace my beloved business building.But I didn't give a shit about any of that right now. All I wanted was to cum . . . and to have Miranda watch me do it!"Come here, Sarah, to the front of my chair," she directed. My fingers didn't miss a stroke as I moved in front of he

That was all the exploring I needed to do for the day! I carefully closed Marni's drawer and laid the giant cock on my bed.Next came the part I'm really ashamed of. I opened Marni's closet, reached into her dirty clothes basket, and retrieved the panties I knew she'd been wearing last night before she went to bed. We'd had one of our masturbation sessions, and I wanted to see if the panties still held the aroma of her arousal.I ran my fingers over the delicate yellow thong and noticed the large spot that covered most of the crotch. I held it close to my face and was overcome by the smell that I knew from experience to be Marni's.Taking the panties in one hand and the cock in the other, I lay on my back with my eyes closed, drinking in all the sensations that were about to overwhelm me. The feel of the hard rubber, the size of the shaft, the texture of the thong, and of course, Marni's sweet smell. I almost passed out from the stimulation!I quickly stripped off my shorts and jerked

So, with the brush in hand, my body wet with steam and perspiration, and my pussy wet with excitement and arousal, I stepped under the shower. The hot mist played over my breasts and body as I stood there just taking it all in, feeling the wonderful sensations. I ran both hands over my breasts, stopping at the bottom and lifting each one upward so that the spray fell directly onto my very hard and erect nipples. The sensation was truly wonderful, making that tingle deep in my belly spread downward to my pussy and upward to my breasts. My body was on alert. Something very erotic was about to happen.I took my bath gel and squirted a generous amount of the cool liquid into the palm of my hand. I don't understand why this soap always feels cool to the touch, even when everything else in the bathroom is hot and steamy, but it does. Rather than rubbing my palms together first, I rubbed the gel directly onto my breasts while it still felt a little cool. The contrast between the cool gel, my

On a warm Friday night, Aaron Johnson drove home, frustrated, from his date with the bosomy new data entry clerk from the place where he worked. Rachel had been flirting with him from her first day there and, when she eagerly accepted his offer of dinner and a show, he thought he had close to a sure thing. Alas, 'twas not to be. After he took her home and tried to kiss her by the front door, she turned her face away from him so his lips barely grazed her cheek, smiled, said "goodnight" and closed the door in his face. It was not the first time he had been shot down since his wife had walked out on him and probably wouldn't be the last but was very likely the most aggravating so far.It had been an expensive dinner too, and he still had to pay Cleo, the pretty young baby sitter. He did not begrudge that. He was quite fond of her because she did a good job of taking care of Noah, his four year old son and she needed the money because she was going to college and needed to pay her way. A