All Chapters of FILTHY WET DIARIES : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

 LISA'S POV The universe has a twisted sense of humour. I was bullied in high school for being too nerdy and called all sorts of names, but a year after high school and a year into college, I got a massive glow-up, and now I was back home for revenge. Kyle Morgan and Jake Flynn would pay for humiliating me through high school. I was older now, wiser and sluttier. I met Kyle for the first time since arriving home for the break at the mall. He looked the same: cocky, hot, arrogant, and soon to be humbled if I had anything to do with it. "Well, if it isn't Kyle Morgan," I sald as Sweetly as possible. His eyes flicked up and landed on me.. oh, the double-take he did was delicious, He straightened, "Lisa?" “In the flesh, " His eyes dragged over me slowly, and they turned heated. My top was a little too tight and small, and my tits were practical

WILD THREESOME 1TYLER.I pretended the women in the bedroom weren’t arguing about me while I browsed the pictures in the living room.Leah and Eva. My girlfriend and her mother, had no idea what kind of man I really was. Today I was going to show them.I’d been an avid social-media follower of the mother-daughter duo for a long time. I’d worked my way into Leah’s life as her boyfriend. Tonight I was going to make the most of that.I tapped my briefcase on the table and popped it open. My eyes moved over the ropes, the whip, the toys. My cock hardened just thinking about what I was going to do to both of them.Fuck. I’d always wanted to fuck them both. I was near bursting just thinking about it.“You’ve only known him for about a month, you can’t let him move in with us!” Eva tried to reason with her daughter.“You’re just jealous because he’s hot and I fou

HEATED BETRAYAL 1Anna's POV."Marcus, are you sure it's okay to do this again today?” I whispered, my voice trembling as I lay beneath him stark naked on my already rumpled bed.My heart hammered in my chest, a confusing storm of shame and aching need twisting inside me at the closeness of our bodies.I already know what's gonna happen afterwards. The same pattern as always. He's gonna be mad and yell at me. Yell at me for letting him use my pussy despite being married to my sister.I’ll struggle to bear the cold silence that followed. The way he'd make me feel like the lowest kind of slut for giving him my pussy, like he wasn't the one that asked for it in the first place.Yet, here I was again, legs spread, my slick pussy already throbbing against the thick head of his cock achingly.Sure, his wife, Lisa was only my stepsister, but that didn't make much of a difference. Lisa always loved and treated me like her very own child, and here I was, betraying her. Letting her husband fu

MY PROFESSOR’S PLAYTHING 1. MOLLY’S POV.  “S..sir, we shouldn’t… we shouldn’t be doing this.” My voice was barely a whisper, my heart racing from both anticipation and fear.  My professor was standing so close to me, I could feel the heat from his body.  “Are you sure, Molly?” He said in a low, seductive voice, his fingers playfully and slowly undoing the lowest button of my shirt.  He’s obviously giving me time to reconsider, and actually stop him from doing what he’s about to do, but my needy body doesn’t seem to get the memo.  “Why exactly are you here? Sweet Molly?” he traced a finger from my cheek down to my jaw, then he leaned in and took a little flesh from my jaw into his mouth, sucking it. I felt volts of electric

MY PROFESSOR’S PLAYTHING 3. After a few more seconds of his teasing, he snarled, lined up and thrusts balls -deep in one brutal thrust move. I screamed. The stretch was obscene, burned, perfect, too much and yet not enough.  He bottomed out, buried balls deep inside me, hips flushed to my burning ass, and held there, letting me feel every pulsing inch.  “So goddamn tight” he groaned “like this pussy was made to milk my very cock Molly, Christ.” He hissed through clenched teeth. He pulled back slow, dragged over every nerve, then slammed home once again, causing the desk to screech beneath us. He kept thrusting in and out again and again, faster, harder, stretching me out in ways I’ve never been stretched.  My tits bounced on my chest heavily with each movement. Wet slappy sounds filled th