All Chapters of THE SEX CHRONICLES —100 WAYS TO SIN: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

NELSON.Nelly kept her soft hand wrapped around my thick cock, slowly stroking me up and down while her bare massive tits rested heavy on my thigh. The warmth of her skin, the way her hard nipples dragged across me every time she moved…it was driving me insane but I kept my face calm. I didn’t say a word.She looked up at me, eyes desperate. “Nelson… please. Say something. I’m touching your dick right now and you’re just lying there quiet. I liked it when you talked dirty to me. All those nasty things you used to say about my tits… it got me wet even when I pretended it didn’t.”I stayed silent, just watching her. I like this side of her. It's fun.Nelly let out a frustrated moan and shifted higher on the table. She lifted her enormous bare breasts with both hands and wrapped them around my throbbing cock. The soft, heavy, warm flesh completely swallowed my shaft. Only the fat purple head poked out from the top of her deep cleavage. She squeezed them tighter together and started slidi

NELSON.Nelly was still shaking from her last orgasm, her pussy fluttering and squeezing around my cock like it didn’t want to let go. I kept grinding deep into her, slow and heavy, letting her feel every thick inch stretching her out. Her massive tits were shiny with sweat and spit, bouncing softly with each thrust. Her face was flushed deep red, lips parted, eyes half-closed in that fucked-out look I’d been dying to see.“Nelson… fuck… you’re still so hard,” she moaned, voice raw and broken. “I can feel you throbbing inside me.”I grabbed her hips tighter and started fucking her again with long, powerful strokes. The exam table creaked loudly under us. Every time I slammed in, her thick ass rippled and her huge tits bounced up toward her face. The wet, filthy sound of her soaked pussy taking my cock filled the room completely.“Yeah? You feel that?” I growled, pounding her harder. “This is what you get for making me wait. This pussy belongs to me now.”Nelly’s head rolled back and s

NELSON.Nelly’s eyes flew wide open the second she heard Nurse Pat’s voice through the door. Her pussy was still clamped tight around my three thick fingers, twitching and gushing. Her own soaked panties were stuffed in her mouth, muffling the desperate moan that tried to escape when I curled my fingers deep inside her.“Nelly? You okay in there?” Pat called again, knocking once more. “We’ve got a minor situation with supplies and I need your help real quick.”Nelly tried to pull away from me, panic in her eyes, but I didn’t let her. I kept my fingers buried knuckle-deep in her dripping cunt and pressed my body closer, pinning her on the exam table. I leaned in and whispered right against her ear while still slowly pumping my fingers.“Answer her,” I said calmly. “And don’t you dare cum yet.”Nelly pulled the panties out of her mouth just enough to speak, her voice shaky and breathy. “Y-yeah Pat… I’m… I’m with a patient right now. Give me… fuck… give me two minutes.”I smirked and sho

Jane’s POV.I stood in the kitchen wiping down the counter for the third time that morning even though it was already clean. The kids were in the living room arguing over which cartoon to watch. Their voices carried through the house, loud and full of energy like always. I glanced at the clock. It was just past 10 a.m. on a normal Saturday. Charles was still upstairs getting dressed after his shower.I am thirty-two years old with two kids. Ten years of marriage. This was my life, and most days I was genuinely happy with it. Charles provided well. He was kind. He helped with the kids. He still told me I was beautiful. But lately something had been different inside me. A restlessness I couldn’t quite shake.I looked out the kitchen window toward the house next door. Kevin was outside again, lifting weights in their driveway. Shirtless. His back and shoulders were covered in sweat, muscles flexing every time he moved. I watched him longer than I should have. My stomach tightened. I felt

Jane’s POV I spent the whole morning in the kitchen cooking. The turkey was in the oven, the stuffing was done, mashed potatoes were ready, and the kids were running around the house excited about having guests. Charles was in the living room setting up the table and chairs, humming some old song. Everything looked normal. It should have felt normal. But my stomach was tight the entire time. I kept thinking about Kevin. By 5 PM everything was ready. I changed into a nice cream sweater that hugged my chest and a dark skirt that stopped just above my knees. I looked at myself in the mirror for a second too long. The sweater showed a little more cleavage than I usually wore for family dinners. The doorbell rang at 5:30. Charles went to open it. I heard voices, Dave’s deep laugh and then Kevin’s. My heart beat harder. I wiped my hands on a dish towel and walked out to greet them. “Dave, Kevin, welcome!” Charles said, shaking hands. I stepped forward with a smile. “Hi guys. I’m so gl