All Chapters of THE SEX CHRONICLES —100 WAYS TO SIN: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Kevin’s POVJane’s voice came out surprisingly steady when she answered her husband.“No, honey, we’re fine! The popcorn is almost ready and I’m still finishing the pies. Give us a few more minutes!”I stayed crouched behind her, heart hammering, my face inches from her soaked pussy. The risk made my cock throb painfully hard in my jeans. Charles was right there, just around the corner. One wrong move and everything would explode. But I couldn’t stop now.Jane’s legs were shaking slightly. She was still bent slightly over the counter. I reached up, scooped a big dollop of whipped cream from the bowl she had been using on the pies, and smeared it thickly over her swollen pussy lips and clit.She gasped sharply, her hand gripping the edge of the island.I leaned in and dragged my tongue slowly through the cream, tasting the sweet vanilla mixed with her tangy pussy juice. Fuck, it was addictive. I licked her again, slower, savoring every bit, sucking the cream off her clit before pushing

Jane's POV.I stood there completely frozen, my heart hammering so hard it felt like it would explode out of my chest. Kevin’s words hung heavy in the air between us and I could not make myself move for a long second. The house was too quiet around us. The only sounds were the hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen and the soft breathing of my husband Charles asleep on the sectional couch just a few feet away. Dave and the kids were asleep and the whole house felt like it was holding its breath right along with me.“Take off your clothes, Jane. All of them. Right now.”Kevin’s voice was low and rough and there was no playfulness left in it. This was not a question or a suggestion. This was a command and my body responded to it before my brain could catch up. My hands were shaking badly as I reached for the bottom of my cream sweater. The fabric was soft and warm from my body heat and I pulled it slowly over my head. My heavy breasts jiggled as the fabric came off and the cool air of

Kevin’s POV.“Not yet,” I whispered hotly against Jane’s ear, my lips brushing her sweaty skin as I held my thick cock buried to the hilt inside her dripping pussy. She was bent over the coffee table, ass up, her big heavy tits smashed flat against the cold wood, her thick thighs trembling uncontrollably.Jane let out a desperate, broken whimper, pushing her ass back against me, trying to force me deeper. “Kevin… please… I’m so close… don’t stop now…”I stayed perfectly still for a long moment, just letting her feel me throbbing deep inside her, grinding in slow, teasing circles. Her pussy fluttered and clenched around my shaft like it was begging for more. I could feel how close she was, her walls pulsing, her juices running down my balls.Then I started moving again.I pulled back slowly until only the head of my cock was inside her, then slammed forward hard, burying myself completely. Jane moaned loudly, her voice cracking. I did it again and again… pulling out slowly, then drivin

ISABELLA.I was lying on Arabella’s bed scrolling through my phone while she stood in front of her mirror getting ready. She was wearing a tight little red dress that hugged her ass perfectly. Same ass as mine. Same tits. Same face. We’re identical twins, both twenty-four, but I’ve always been the one who actually uses what we have. Arabella was humming, putting on lipstick, acting all sweet and excited like this was some big romantic night.“Michael’s hosting a mini party tonight,” she said, smiling at her reflection. “Just a few friends, drinks, music. He’s been texting me all day saying how much he misses me.”I rolled my eyes and sat up. My pussy was already warm just thinking about him. Michael was twenty-six, tall, broad shoulders, that deep voice that makes my thighs squeeze together. I saw him first. I wanted him first. But Arabella smiled at him with that innocent act and he fell for it. Now I had to watch her go over there and get fucked by the one guy I actually craved.I s

ISABELLA.I was sitting on the edge of the guest bed in the dark when the door finally opened. Michael slipped inside and closed it softly behind him. He stood there for a moment, breathing heavy, staring at me like he still couldn’t believe what he was doing. The moonlight coming through the window lit up his face. He looked guilty as hell, but his cock was already hard again in his jeans. I could see the bulge clearly.I didn’t say anything at first. I just spread my legs slowly on the bed and leaned back on my elbows, letting my short skirt ride up so he could see my tiny black thong. My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to explode. This was really happening. My twin sister was sleeping right next door, and her boyfriend was in here with me instead.Michael took a few steps closer. “Isabella… Arabella is literally right there,” he whispered. “She fell asleep but if she wakes up…”“Shut up,” I said quietly, cutting him off. “You made your choice when you agreed to