All Chapters of Wet Dreams: The Ultimate Steamy Short Stories Collection: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

One of his hands slid up my spine and pressed on my back, pushing my chest down toward the mattress while keeping my ass in the air."Touch yourself," he commanded. "I want to feel you come again while I'm inside you."I reached underneath myself and found my clit, rubbing it frantically while he continued fucking me from behind."That's it. Rub that clit. Show me how much you need it."I was so sensitive, so overstimulated, but another orgasm was building anyway."You close?" he asked."Yes! God, yes, I'm so close—""Then come. Come on my cock like a good girl."The second orgasm hit even harder than the first. I screamed his name—"David!"—my entire body convulsing.He kept fucking me through it, chasing his own release."Fuck, Elena, I'm going to—" He pulled out and I heard him groan, felt hot liquid on my back as he came.We both collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard, trembling.For a long moment, neither of us spoke."That was..." I started, completely at a loss for words."I kno

"What are you doing?" he asked, his voice rough."Giving you what you really want." I reached behind my back and unhooked my bra with deliberate slowness, letting it fall away. My breasts spilled free—full, heavy, my nipples hardening in the cool air of the room. "You don't actually want money, Marcus. If you did, you would have just taken it. You want control. You want power. You want to feel like you own me."His hand moved to his crotch instinctively, and I watched as he adjusted himself through his pants."One night," I said, sliding off my panties and letting them fall to the floor. "One night where you can do whatever you want to me. Use me however you want. And then you delete every video, every image, every trace of your leverage. And you disappear from my life forever.""This is insane," he said, but he was already unbuttoning his shirt."Maybe." I walked toward him slowly, my body completely exposed. "But it's what you really want, isn't it? That's why you kept looking at my

I stood over him, looking down at his body—his chest heaving, his cock still hard and desperate."You want to be inside me again," I said.It wasn't a question."Yes," he gasped."Beg me for it. Tell me what you want.""Please, Sophia. Please let me fuck you. I need to be inside you. I need to feel your pussy around my cock. Please—""How many women have you done this to?" I asked. "How many women have you blackmailed? How many videos do you have?""Just you," he said. "I swear, just you. This is the first time I've—""Liar." I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself over him on my hands and knees. "But it doesn't matter. Because after tonight, you're never going to do this to anyone again."I lowered myself onto his cock slowly, and he groaned as I sank down, taking him deep inside me."Oh God," he moaned. "Sophia, you feel so good—"I started moving, riding him with long, deep strokes. His cock was thick inside me, stretching me, filling me completely.I placed my hands on his ch

His pace increased, and I realized I had to focus completely on staying silent. My mouth was open, my body shaking with the effort of keeping quiet, my throat tight from holding back the moans that wanted to escape.Every thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through me. The wall was cold against my breasts, the position was intense, and the constant fear of being discovered was making everything feel heightened, magnified, almost overwhelming.I was building toward an orgasm, the pressure building in my core like a wave preparing to crash."Don't come yet," he commanded, his voice firm. "Wait."I tried to slow my breathing, tried to pull back from the edge, but it was nearly impossible. He was fucking me too perfectly, hitting my G-spot with almost every thrust, his cock filling me completely and then pulling back only to fill me again.A sound echoed from down the hallway—footsteps?We both froze instantly.Marcus was still inside me, still hard, his hand gripping my hip so hard it probabl

After resting on the couch for about an hour, drinking water, eating some food Marcus had prepared, I felt my arousal returning.Marcus must have felt it too because he took my hand and led me toward his bedroom."Slowly this time," he said. "I want to take my time with you. I want to make love to you, not just fuck you."He lay me down on his bed gently, and for the first time all evening, there was tenderness in his touch instead of just pure urgency and desire.He kissed me slowly, his lips exploring mine with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with the intensity earlier.I ran my hands down his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin, the defined muscles, the evidence of his desire as his cock hardened against my thigh.He positioned himself between my legs, and for a long moment, he just looked at me, his eyes dark and intense."I want to see your face when you come," he said. "I want to watch you lose control completely."He pushed inside me slowly, and we both moaned at the sen