All Chapters of Steamy Dreams : Chapter 581 - Chapter 590

At forty years old, Sylvia Price was feeling stronger sexual urges than she had ever felt in her life. Unfortunately for her, her sixty year old husband, Jack, was either unwilling or unable to do anything about alleviating them, having only two interests in life -- making money and spending it to maintain the house and, especially, the garden. He was really good at the former, and the childless couple had more money than they could ever need. To accomplish the latter, he used some of that money to hire the best people he could, which included the new man who had started work in the garden that morning.People came in every day to do the housework and cooking and everything else about the house, so Sylvia had nothing much to do but gossip on the phone, watch soap operas and read stories on Literotica. While doing that last thing, she usually played with her clit and used a dildo, even though she was well aware the real thing was vastly better. On some days her favorite toy, even while

Chloe awoke disoriented. Fear didn't even have a chance to awaken. At least not yet.Blinking rapidly, she took stock of her surroundings.'I'm on a bed, soft. My wrists and ankles are tied to the bedposts. I'm... naked!'As the series of realization hit her like a flurry of blows, the 19-year-old social media influencer felt primal terror finally rear its demonic head.'Where am I?' Looking around didn't tell her much. The walls were bare cinderblock, prison-like, and there was no furniture beside the bed she had been tied spread-eagled on, a nightstand beside it, and what looked like a locked chest in the corner.'Where the hell am I?' The maddening though kept pounding through her head like the blood in her veins. She tried to remember. She had just finished recording another episode to post online from her dorm room. Her roommate was off campus visiting her boyfriend. It had just been her all alone over Thanksgiving break, the dorms reverting to the closest college equivalent to a

Mike was hiding out in the janitor's office eating lunch and waiting for 9pm. It was parent-teacher conference night. It disrupted his normal routine, but it also meant a couple of hours overtime. He picked up an engineering textbook and started to read as he ate. Before he knew it, it was 9:30. He glanced out the window and saw there was only one car remaining in the lot.He grabbed his four-foot dust broom and started down the aisle. He would make one pass all the way to the far end of the corridor then lock the doors there, turn and make his way back before locking the doors at the other end. It took two passes up and back to cover the whole floor. After shaking the broom out, he headed to the second floor. He made the first pass down and was halfway back when he heard something coming from the classroom on his right. He stopped to listen and heard someone, a female he thought, crying.It was coming from Miss Wrights classroom. She was a first-year teacher who seemed very competent

Mike came around the desk and went behind Sabrina, "I will start with your neck and shoulders. If anything causes you pain or you get uncomfortable in any way please tell me, ok?"Mike began giving her a real massage. He liked doing it, he was actually pretty good at it."Oh, Mr. West that feels so good, I want you to do more," she said dreamily. "Could I lay down on your desk?""Yes of course, it will help relax you to stretch out," he agreed.As Mike moved down her back, he reached her lower ribs and she squirmed and giggled."A little ticklish are we Miss Carter?" he observed."Oh yes, quite ticklish," she said."Well, if you can't keep still, I may have to tie you down," he joked.Sabrina let out a little moan, "Oh, Mr. West would you really tie me down, I mean if I kept wiggling, then asked you nicely?""I don't really think that kind of talk is appropriate, do you Miss Carter?""Yes, I do, I have never been tied up, but I bet you know all about it right?" she asked."Why in the

Sophie Bennet, 21 years old young woman standing at 5 feet 7 inches tall, she had a naturally striking appearance. Her brunette hair flowed smoothly past her shoulders, its rich brown tones shimmering softly in the light. Her hair framed a face with gentle, feminine features--a smooth complexion, expressive eyes, and a warm smile that drew others in.Sophia's job as a waitress at a local coffee shop, being on her feet all day, kept her in good shape, with very full firm 34D breasts, a narrow waist and with a lovely full heart-shaped ass giving her striking feminine curves.Her legs were long and toned, from her work. Whether standing, walking, or simply resting, her posture reflected poise and self-assuredness. She moved with an effortless grace, her steps smooth and deliberate, making her presence hard to ignore.Her boyfriend a few years older than her, Ethan Walker, 28 years old, was a man with a strong and confident presence. Standing at 6 feet tall, his athletic build suggested a