All Chapters of Naked Desires (an erotica collection): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Carol was lying a little askew on the desk. This way she could easily fit one man on each side so she could masturbate them. Her head was hanging off the desk and Dirk saw that as an opportunity. He tilted her head back and when she opened her mouth he shoved his cock into it. He held her tightly and proceeded to boldly fuck her face. It was rough but the tongue wiggling between her folds provided so much pleasure that she didn’t care. She moaned as the meat was stuffed down her throat and at the same time she never stopped tugging on the cocks in her hands. “If you’re not gonna fuck her, Charlie, get outta the way.” straightened up and scooted forward. He unceremoniously aimed his prick at the wet pussy and pushed it in. Michael grew concerned when the girl’s moan got a little more high-pitched but he soon realized she was feeling nothing but pleasure. His own manhood was stiff and jealous of the other men. However, he was still too dazed to actively participate. He stroked himsel

Carol turned around on the couch so she could face him. He kissed his way from her mouth to her ear, gently licking around the small diamond stud before sucking the earlobe into his mouth. “Ahhh,” she purred, tilting her head back in appreciation. She hiked her dress up and straddled him. Michael slid the straps off her shoulders before smooching her collarbone. He pushed the dress down until her magnificent braless tits hung free. He took one in each hand and massaged them as he continued kissing her. “Suck them. Suck my nipples.” He licked her naked flesh while purposely avoiding her nipples. They were hardening before his eyes. He kissed all around the areola and blew cold air over them. “Suck on them, bite them.” “Yeah? You really want me to? Do you want it enough to beg?” “Yes, please, Mark.” He looked up abruptly at her. “I’m kidding, Michael. Just put my nipples into your mouth, please.” He opened his mouth wide and took as much of her left boob as he could fit. He fli

Mel watched, suddenly intensely aware of how wet she was. She took up the dance again, hands stroking herself, finding zipper, freeing the dress, letting it fall with a wiggle of the hips. She was wearing the same carefully chosen lingerie set that Selena had on. She leaned forward, one knee on the sofa, and Selena turned her face, kissed her, a grinding of tongue and lips, and below them Jack groaned, his hand back on his cock. "Is this how it goes?" asked Mel, breaking away from Selena's kiss. "On a stag do? There's always a stripper, right? Dancing in your face, making you hard and desperate. Is that it? So then... what next? Where does it go from here?" She turned to Selena again and the two stood back, clear of the sofa. Still, the music played, but suddenly they were motionless, eyes locked on each other. Then Mel raised a hand, pointed one long finger and put it to Selena's chin. Selena tipped her head back and Mel ran her finger down her friend's neck, drawing a straigh

I started to stroke again, and my cock was half hard within a few moments. "I’m very disappointed." My face flushed with embarrassment. "You’re making me think you don’t find me attractive." Her voice held the hint of a question. "Oh God no. That’s not true. What I wouldn’t do just to touch you . . .." I trailed off unable to articulate my feelings. "You want to touch me?" "Oh yes please! More than anything." "I don’t think you deserve to touch me. Your obedience leaves a great deal to be desired." She had her hands on her hips, her toe tapping slightly. "Oh, I’m sorry truly. I can do better. Please just tell me. Command me. I’ll do it." "I believe I told you to put on my cock ring and admittedly you did do that. Yet, you don’t really seem to appreciate it. Such a fine, personal gift. I picked it out especially for you." She drew out her words slowly, carefully. "Yes! Yes I do appreciate your thoughtfulness, Mistress." I stroked harder, faster, my cock finally coming to fu

Valerie hurried down the hall, clutching her briefcase tightly to her chest. She couldn’t afford to be late again — the dean was already noticing. She wished Marcus would let her button her blouse higher. Flashing her mostly male class was bad enough without her colleagues seeing her deep cleavage too. The hallway was empty until she turned the corner and bumped straight into him. Marcus stood there grinning wolfishly. The door to an empty classroom was right beside him. He pushed it open. “After you,” he said. “Slut.” Valerie glared at him but stepped inside. “I’ll be late for class, you know—” “I know,” Marcus replied with a smirk. “You’ll be even later than me. Now put that briefcase down and show me what you’ve got.” Out of habit her body responded to his demands. She set her work aside and pulled the short skirt she wore up past her hips. The skirt barely covered her ass as it was, and beneath she was naked, brown curls delineating her womanhood. Oh, Valerie wanted to def