Todos los capítulos de Dirty Desires: The Wildest Stories Ever Told: Capítulo 341 - Capítulo 350

Her orgasm also brought me right to the edge, but I needed a couple moments (i.e. thrusts with nub hitting me just right) to crash over the top. I'm not sure why I decided to press the button on her phone to switch to selfie mode. My tits were bouncing wildly as I savagely kept pumping the dildo into her. Since Hiroto was making her boobs grow, I figured he would appreciate mine bouncing around. At least that is what I told myself and I quickly climaxed in a noisy, wet orgasm. Later that night I worried that I had videoed myself topless and cumming. I hoped the footage wouldn't find its way to the Internet. But it was an amazing experience. As usual, I masturbated myself to sleep.Over the next couple of weeks, Christine's breasts continued swelling as she produced more milk. Our lunchtime dates now were mostly excuses for me to suckle her nipples. Sometimes we used the massage table, but mostly she just whipped them out while we were sitting on the couch. I'd slide into her lap and s

I'm glad Christine had taken the time to prepare me with the different plugs. I was surprised how easily my ass opened up and accepted Hiroto as the first cock to take me there. I was also surprised how amazing it felt to have both my holes filled at the same time. They had obviously done this to a woman before because they fell into an easy cadence of using both my openings. Getting fucked in the ass felt different, but it was good. I wondered how it would feel without Christine filling my pussy at the same time. I had no doubt I would soon find out.I was the first of us to cum, but Hiroto was quickly filling my rectum with blast after blast of his thick, hot seed. Christine wasn't wearing the same strapless dildo I did when I fucked her. She had on just a regular harness, so she wasn't getting much pleasure from having me ride her. With cum dripping out of my asshole, she asked me to get up. I rolled off of her, but stayed on my hands and knees. I thought she might want to change d

Young teacher finds her true calling.Enjoy..*******My name is Renee and I'm a slut. I know that sounds like I'm introducing myself at a Sex Addicts Anonymous group. The truth is it took me a long time to admit I am a slut and even longer to accept and embrace that this is who I am. If you ran into me on the street or at work, you would be hard pressed to recognize my secret double life. I'm just 23 and a petite five feet tall. I'm barely over 100 pounds, some days, and am a grade school teacher. I look like an innocent little girl, except for my breasts. I developed early, as they say, and while a 36C chest might not qualify as massive, on my tiny frame they are impressive. Growing up I had plenty of attention from all the boys in my ne

Over the course of the semester, Don took me under his wing in my slut studies. Even at the gym, I didn't wear panties any more and he would somehow find me on campus at seemingly random times to check my compliance. If we were able to sneak someplace private, or at least semi-private, he would finger me to orgasm. It never took long, I am ashamed to say. He even started taking me to movies and restaurants with secluded booths just so he could make me cum in public. That wasn't even on my sexual bucket list, but I soon learned to crave the feeling that we might get caught. It was definitely a thrill.Speaking of getting caught, Don's roommates were now home when we fucked and they even joked about my cries of ecstasy. I'd come out of the bedroom to

I couldn't see him, but I heard him stand up and walk behind my desk. I expected him to grab me. But he didn't. He moved his mouth next to my right ear. I could feel his hot breath. That sent a shiver down my spine."My son says you are a very naughty girl who does wear a bra to school. Is that right?" he whispered in my ear.I struggled to answer but finally answered, "No." Then I felt his hands on my shoulders. Had I been facing him I would have expected him to push me to my knees like Don had done in the janitor's office."I don't feel any bra straps," he said with a triumphant tone. "You wouldn't lie to me, would you?"I couldn't answer. I felt ashamed for having lied. I should have known he would have caught me. What I wanted was