All Chapters of Wild Desires {A collection of steamy stories}: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Before he could finish in my mouth, before that thick pulse turned into the hot rush I knew was coming, I pulled off him with a loud, wet pop. My lips were swollen, and my chin was slick with spit and a little of his pre-cum. I looked up at him, eyes locked on his, and licked my bottom lip slowly so he could see. His cock jerked in the air, dark red and shiny, veins standing out, and the head swollen and begging. He was breathing like he’d run miles, chest heaving, fingers still knotted in my hair like he didn’t know whether to pull me back down or let me go.I stood up slowly. The robe had fallen open completely now, hanging off my shoulders like it was barely there. My breasts felt heavy, nipples tight and aching from the cool air and from how turned on I was. Between my legs I was soaked, thighs slippery, pussy throbbing with every heartbeat. I took his hand, his big, rough hand, and pulled him toward the living room without a word. He followed, jeans still bunched around his thig

I woke up slowly to the sunlight that was spilling through the half-open curtains. It took me a second to remember where I was, which was Victoria’s room and her huge bed with her sheets still tangled around us from last night. My heart gave a quick, happy thud.She was lying on her back right next to me, completely naked, with one arm thrown up over her head so her breast lifted a little with the stretch. The sheet had slipped down to her hips during the night, bunched there like it didn’t want to cover her anymore, and I couldn’t look away.Her skin looked so smooth in the morning light, almost glowing. Her breasts were full and heavy, the dark nipples soft now but still perfect, rising and falling with every slow breath she took. My eyes drifted lower, over the gentle curve of her stomach, the tiny dip of her belly button, then down to where the sheet stopped. Her thighs were slightly parted, just enough that I could see the dark triangle of hair between them and the faint shine of

We barely left the bed all day. The sheets were a mess, twisted, damp in spots, and smelling like sex and sweat and us, and morning had turned into afternoon without either of us noticing. We'd fucked slow, then fast, then slow again. Fingers, mouths, and grinding against each other until we were both shaking and laughing and coming so hard we couldn't speak for a minute. Every time one of us tried to get up, to pee, or to grab water, the other would pull them back down, kiss them stupid, and start all over. We couldn't get enough, and my body felt used in the best way: sore thighs, swollen lips between my legs, and nipples tender from her teeth and tongue, but even after all that, the second Victoria's hand brushed my hip or her breath hit my neck, I was wet again, ready again, and aching for more.She was lying on her back, one arm under her head, staring at the ceiling with this lazy, satisfied smile. I was curled against her side, tracing lazy circles on her stomach with my finge

We finally peeled ourselves out of bed when the sheets got too sticky and gross to ignore anymore. My legs felt like jelly, and every step made my ass and pussy ache in this deep, satisfied way. Victoria took my hand and led me to her bathroom. The shower was huge, all glass and fancy tiles, and the water came out hot right away.We stood under the spray together, letting it rinse away the sweat and cum. Her hands were gentle at first, soaping me up, sliding over my shoulders, down my back, cupping my breasts like they were something precious. I did the same to her, my palms gliding over her wet skin, thumbs brushing her nipples until they got hard again. When the soap was gone, we stepped out, and she grabbed a big fluffy towel and dried me slowly, starting at my hair and working down. Her hands lingered everywhere. She took extra time on my breasts, squeezing them lightly through the towel, thumbs circling my nipples until I shivered. Then lower, over my stomach, my hips. When she

Victoria’s lips found my neck again, kissing wet and open, her teeth grazing just enough to make me shiver.“You’re shaking,” she whispered right against my ear, her voice thick and dark. “Still dripping from my tongue, aren’t you? I can smell how fucking wet you are.”I whimpered, nodding fast. My thighs were slick, my pussy was throbbing so hard it hurt, and the risk of Sarah coming back down any second made every nerve feel even more raw and electric.Victoria’s hand slid down the front of the oversized shirt, cupping my breast hard. She pinched my nipple between her fingers, twisting slowly until I gasped.“Such a filthy little slut,” she murmured. “Letting me eat your pussy while your friend sat right there sipping tea. You loved it, didn’t you? Loved knowing she could turn around and see her mom’s tongue buried in your greedy cunt.”“Yes,” I breathed, voice cracking. “Fuck…yes, I loved it.”Her other hand pushed between my legs from behind, fingers sliding through my soaked fold