Steamy Encounters: A Collection Of Erotic Shorts のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

A/NThese are collections of erotic shorts, each accompanied by a brief backstory. Each story differs from the other. They are just collections, and each story will have at least 3 chaptersHAPPY READING!TAKING HIS LACTATING STEPSISTERThe baby finally slept after a long day of constant crying. She was down with the flu, something the mother never thought a baby would have. As a first-time mother, it had taken a toll on her. She had worked all day, only now getting a reprieve. Her stepbrother, Matt, had been with her throughout the day, not resting, unlike her husband, who had claimed he had some pressing work to take care of, while that was just an excuse.Earlier that day, he had met his mistress. While his wife ran around, trying to save their baby, he had been in the arms of another woman. Dominic had never liked lactating mothers. He hates mothers, generally, and intends to divorce his wife now that her curves have filled out. The idea of a child had all been Mara's. She wante

He looked up at her from between her thighs, his dark eyes gleaming when he felt her freeze. “That's what you are, Mara. My sister. My leaking, desperate sister.” He lowered his mouth again, his tongue flicking her clit once, twice, making her jolt. “Say it.”She shook her head, tears spilling anew.He stopped and waited, his breath fanning her wetness, letting her know he wouldn't touch her if she didn't say what he wanted to hear. “Say it,” he whispered. “Or I stop.”Mara knew she should ask him to do that, push him off her and get down, but her body betrayed her, clenching around nothing and aching. “Don't stop.”“Then tell me who I'm tasting.”She sobbed. “Your sister.”“Good girl.”His mouth returned, more fervent than before as he sucked her clit into his mouth, applying a steady, pulsing pressure that had her seeing stars. One hand came up to grip her hip, pinning her to the counter, and the other slid underneath her, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass, holding he

A second orgasm tore through her, silent and violent, her internal muscles clenching around him in rhythmic pulses that milked his climax from him. Matt buried his face in her neck to stifle his roar as he came, pumping his release deep inside her, claiming her, filling her, and marking her again in her husband's bed.He collapsed over her, spent, his weight pressing her into the mattress as their harsh breathing filled the silence. After a long moment, he pulled out and rolled off her, lying on his back beside her on the rumpled duvet, staring at the ceiling as a sheen of sweat cooled on his skin. Mara didn't move. She stayed on her hands and knees, head hung, his cum and her milk dripping onto the sheets she shared with her husband. Matt turned his head on the pillow and looked at Dominic's peaceful, sleeping profile, then at the wreck of his sister beside him. He reached out, ran a finger through the wetness on the small of her back, and brought it to his mouth, sucking it clean a

Mark immediately pulled out, just as Maria got up. “Mum, Mark isn't here!” She said, her voice trembling. She hoped her mummy wouldn't hear the fear in her voice. Luckily, Mark had locked the door when he came in earlier, else it would have been another freaking different story altogether. Their mother would have stumbled into the last sight they knew she wanted to see, her son fucking their adopted daughter. “Where's he then? He's not in his room,” his mum said with a frown. “Do you know where he went?”“He's in here with his cute adopted sister, fucking her brains out,” Mark whispered behind her, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Maria had to bite back a moan as she threw her head back. “I… I don't know, Mum. Have you checked the den? He must be — fuck,” she moaned when Mark's straying hands found her clit. He rubbed on it while his other hand continued to play with her breasts, squeezing them. “Are you okay?” Her mum asked, worried. “Yeah. I'm good. Go on, mum. I n

Drake’s body went rigid, and a deep, animalistic groan was torn from his chest. He slammed into her one last time, burying himself to the root, and held. Maria felt the hot, pulsing rush of his release deep inside her, a flood joining what was already there. The sensation tipped her over the edge. Her cunt clenched around him as she climaxed, tipping over the edge. He stayed there for a long moment, slumped over her, his weight heavy and warm. Then, slowly, he pulled out.He turned and tucked his softening cock back into his trousers without bothering to fasten them.Maria sagged against the island, spent, and trembling. Mark's hands gentled on her shoulders, rubbing softly. He looked over her head at his father as a silent communication passed between them.Bella stepped out from where she was, her silk trousers smoothed perfectly. Her face was flushed, and her eyes bright. She walked to her husband, her hand coming to rest on his chest. She looked past him, at her daughter bent and