All Chapters of DIRTY SINS: A compilation of short forbidden stories : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

My feet curled, and I spread my legs wider for him as his mouth worked against my pussy.“Ohhh, Tommy,” I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut as the overwhelming sensation coursed through me. It was almost impossible to control.His tongue dragged flat and slowly up my slit before he took my throbbing clit into his mouth.I screamed again, louder this time, my fingers flying into his hair and gripping the strands tightly.My hips bucked wildly, grinding my soaked cunt against his hot tongue and lips. He licked and sucked like a starving man, tongue fucking my hole, then lapping up every drop of my juices.God, I had missed this for a very long time. With Jack, sex wasn't even fun. It felt forced because he never did any foreplay before penetration. But with Tom, I was already on cloud nine.“Fuck, Tommy—your mouth feels so fucking good,” I cried out, running my fingers through his hair. “Eat my married pussy. Don't stop!”He groaned against my clit, the vibration making my vision blur.

Sex in the woods during camping 1The activity I loved more than anything was camping.Not shopping nor parties nor scrolling through my phone until my eyes begged for mercy. Just camping.There was something ridiculously satisfying about trading concrete for trees and traffic noise for birds that sounded like they were arguing over unpaid rent.I loved everything about nature. And honestly, I didn't know why. It was just a thing I had in me since childhood.The towering trees that stretched so high they looked like they were trying to eavesdrop on heaven. The little stream that babbled to themselves all day. The butterflies that fluttered around like tiny gossip queens. Even the ants marching in neat little lines fascinated me.I could spend ten whole minutes watching them carry a crumb ten times their size and somehow still look more productive than I ever was.People looked at deer and thought, Awww, how cute. I looked at a beetle dragging a leaf twice its body weight and thought,

He grabbed the hem of my sweatshirt and pulled it over my head before tossing it aside, careful not to throw it too close to the fire.The sound of our breathing filled the air as I kissed him back, the cold night air brushing against my bare skin. My hands found the buttons of his shirt, fumbling with each one in my haste to get it open. Finally, I gave it a sharp tug, sending the buttons popping free one after another. Then I pushed the fabric off his shoulders and slowly trailed my hands down his muscular chest.God, he felt so deliciously strong. I gently pinched his nipples before trailing my fingers down his rock-hard abs, each firm ridge making my body tighten with anticipation even as I continued kissing him. I wanted him to slide his hand beneath my trousers and discover just how turned on I already was.He pulled away from my lips again and lifted my singlet over my head, tossing it aside. Then he reached behind me, unhooked my bra, and let the straps slide off my shoulders.

Tia’s POVTony, my boyfriend, never told me he was travelling. And because of that, I ended up in his father's bed instead.This was how it happened.That morning, I was supposed to go to his place and spend the night with him. I'd already packed a small bag and spent half the morning checking the time. But when I asked for the day off, my boss shut me down immediately.I came up with every excuse I could think of, but he wasn't having it. He said if I walked out of the office, I'd be abandoning my responsibilities.And that job meant too much to me.The thought of losing it made my stomach twist. If I got fired, where would I get money from? Who would help me when things got hard?So I pushed my plans with Tony to the evening instead. Honestly, that worked out even better.It was almost as if my boss somehow knew I was planning to spend the entire day tangled up with Tony.That was the plan, after all.Just the two of us, making up for lost time.We missed each other that much.Tony

I saw his eyes darken, and my heart began to pound against my ribs. Part of me wanted to stay and find out what he wanted. The other part screamed at me to get up and leave.“When will Tony be returning?” I asked, trying to steer the conversation in another direction.“Next week,” he replied.My eyes widened. “A week? How the hell am I supposed to survive without him for the next two weeks?”“You will,” he said simply before getting to his feet. He grabbed the remote from the table and switched on the TV, the sound filling the silence between us.After thinking it over, I decided to stay. I was just too fucking angry to be alone right then. I needed something to distract me.I focused on the TV. He dropped into the seat beside me, and we watched the movie together. It was about a woman whose husband had left on a trip. She went to a bar and met a young man she paid for companionship.Then they showed an intimate scene between them.I suddenly felt hot. What was his intention in puttin