All Chapters of DARK OBSESSIONS : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I told the group what are you waiting for, you always wanted to fuck her, start taking turns fucking her. One tall black kid dropped his pants and out jumped a huge cock. The kid picked up mom and she wrapped her legs around his hips and he inserted his huge cock all the way and he started picking her up and dropping her on his huge cock hard. Mom started screaming, “HARDER”, “HARDER”, “FASTER”, she was lost in her total fuck. The kid suddenly began coming a river of cum deep in mom’s pussy and he sat her down on the couch. The next guy grabbed mom and lifted her legs and bent them over and he started drilling her pussy. Mom started yelling and screaming and one of the guys started drilling her mouth and kept her quiet. I was taking pictures and making videos of the whole gangbang. She is a whore, she will let any guy fuck her. As she was being fucked, I asked mom, isn’t that right whore? Mom answered, shakily “yes” and I said, “see”. You guys can make your whore teacher. I told the

Nora had spent the last eleven months learning how to exist in silence. The villa near Lisbon was meant to be her quiet rebirth—whitewashed walls catching the salt wind, terracotta tiles cool under bare feet, the Atlantic’s low roar a constant companion below the cliffs. She painted in the mornings, taught online yoga in the afternoons, walked the rocky beach at sunset collecting sea glass in a small canvas bag. At forty-three she still turned heads in the local cafés—soft curves, strong legs, silver threads in her dark hair she had stopped hiding. She told herself desire was a closed chapter. Desire had cost her a marriage, a shared life, too many nights staring at the ceiling wondering what she had done wrong.Then Adele came home.The front door opened at 3:17 p.m. on the last Friday. Adele stepped inside wearing Nora’s old olive hoodie—the one that still carried faint traces of Nora’s bergamot perfume. Backpack slipped from one shoulder. Dark hair still damp from a shower in Lisbo

"I can't say that I really regret anything that's happened. Step by step it's been unbelievably exciting. Let me explain what happened. I am in my late forties and Alexis, my wife of 18 years marriage, is the same age. She is tall, fairly slim, with brown eyes and hair, smallish breasts, and with lots of light brown pubic hair. Our sex life has been drab to say the least and as our sex has dropped off, I've tried to find new ways to excite her. I have never been adulterous and, to my knowlege, nor has she, although there have been times when she's disappeared for hours on end, seen movies 'by herself', that sort of thing, but rarely. She hasn't been interested in adult films, or 'devices' like dildos or vibrators, or much of anything else, but some hints about her past (before we married) gave me some ideas for trying to spice things up. She grew up in Africa and apparently had numerous 'encounters' with other men before meeting me. Like meeting them in hotels, taking road trips

"I was already 23 when this happened. I had my own apartment that I had shared with a friend; but she got a job in New Jersey and moved out. So when I learned my brother Jerry was coming to town for a week on a business trip, I suggested he stay in the spare bedroom. That way we could socialize when he was free.The first night he had to go to dinner with clients and got in really late. But the second night we had our own dinner at a little bistro down the street. We rented a movie at Blockbuster (remember Blockbusters?). We had polished a bottle of wine off at the bistro and I took another one out of my closet to accompany the movie. I stuffed the tape into the VCR, pushed play and sat down next to Jerry.The movie wasn't that good - I don't even remember the name - but it did live up to its R rating. This included a bedroom scene - a brief flash of her tits and the guy disappearing down down down under the covers. I have to admit I was embarrassed at first, but these scenes are desi

"When I turned eighteen years of age, my libido went off the roof. I just couldn't stop masturbating. I used to do it all the time, four to five times a day, sometimes even more. I got my first job at a golf club, but got fired after being caught masturbating in the woman's locker room by a female player. And it's not like in pornos, she didn't come and join me in the fun, she freaked out, told my boss, and got fired on the spot. And it doesn't help to hide when you're a loud moaner either. The next day I had to tell the news to my mom. Of course I didn't tell her why I got fired, but did come up with some lame ass story... I said I got caught taking a nap on the job. She was pissed but hey, it was better to lie than her learning the truth. So now that I had a lot of free time, I went back to my old routine, consisting of masturbating pretty much all the time. Two weeks later, after coming back from job hunting, I caught my mom on the phone talking to my Aunt Claud