Todos los capítulos de WICKED TEMPTATIONS (STEAMY COLLECTIONS): Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

We need more wine," my fiancé decided. Giggling drunkenly, I might add."I think that's enough," I told her, and I felt pretty buzzed myself after two bottles. Neither of us were much for alcohol. Actually, Shelly never drank alcohol ... until now, I mean."Oh look!" She pointed at the television. "These guys are hopeless!"We were watching Independence Day, but not for any particular reason except she'd wanted to watch it. I thought it had all quality of a cartoon myself, like Spongebob Squarepants with Will Smith in the starring role. I guess Shelly thought so too, because she couldn't stop giggling."Welcome to Earth!" she said, rolling onto my lap, all pink faced from laughing too hard.Now Spongebob was dragging an alien wrapped in his parachute across the desert. It had been kind of funny when he'd punched the thing in the nose, but I'd known it was coming so I only smiled. We watched a little more. The wine had gotten me hot for sex, but obviously Shelly wasn't in the mood for

A few hours later, just as I was about to take an important conference call, my phone rang."Mom?" I frowned. She never called me at work. "What's wrong? Are you okay""Me?" she snapped. "What's wrong with you, Robert?""Uh...""Poor Shelly is here all by herself and you're off playing golf?""Golf?" I almost laughed. "Wait. Where are you?""I'm with Shelly," she said, as if that explained it. "She's been crying all morning.""Crying?" I really frowned at that. "Why? What happened? Is she okay?""She's not okay, she's pregnant!" Mom told me. "She needs you ... Hold on ... Oh, and pick up some vinegar on the way home.""Vinegar?" I looked at the phone, but she'd already hung up on me. Whatever was wrong with Shelly, I knew she wasn't pregnant, but watching her drink a glass of vinegar almost convinced me otherwise."That's good vinegar," she decided, licking her lips and smiling. "Thank you.""What's going on?" I asked, glancing at my mom. "Could we have a little privacy?""Hmph!" she

We did make a list and with only three shopping days until the anti-Christmas, there was no point in worrying over something as trivial as money."I really hope you're not crazy," I said, watching as Shelly tried on a pair of emerald earrings."They're lovely," the Tiffany's salesman decided. "Would you like to see the matching bracelet?""Uh ... How much are those again?" I asked, getting a roll of Shelly's eyes and a confused look from the man. He'd probably never heard the question before in his life."Robert!" Mom clucked her tongue. "That's not very polite. Can I see that cocktail ring ... No, the big one. Oh my! Seven carats, you say?"She had a saleslady helping her and Mom, like every other woman on Earth, loved diamonds."No, don't get that," Shelly told her. "It's not worth it.""Excuse me?" The saleslady looked shocked."Now you're worried about money?" I stared at my fiancé."Diamonds are the most common rocks in the galaxy," Shelly explained, and I guess she'd know what s

Are you two still at it?" Mom frowned at us from the open doorway of our bedroom."I love fucking his cock!" Shelly replied, smiling over her shoulder as she rode my morning erection."Mom!" I gave her a frown of my own. "A little privacy?""Like I haven't see that before?" she sniffed. "Save a little something for the honeymoon.""Don't ... stop ... fucking ... me!" Shelly panted, bouncing her ass off my crotch.Her breasts jiggled invitingly and I took them in my hands. Jesus! Perfect tits, soft and firm at the same time, heavy and warm, and topped with chubby nipples begging to be sucked. I couldn't wait to see them full of milk."Robert?" Mom called from the living room. "What's wrong with your television? There's nothing but static!""What?" I stopped moving. "It's Friday? Oh shit! Shelly!""No! Fuck me! I'm so close, baby! Pinch my nipples!""Wait ... Shelly, it's Friday!""It's cumday! Oh ... Yessss..." she hissed, falling onto my chest and licking my face like a sex starved pu

Now, she was getting it hard from behind and she tried to hide her joy from her mother not wanting her to see the lust in her no longer childlike eyes. The steady slap, slap, slap of man meat slamming into young female flesh stirred some of the others from their deep sleep but she was certain none of the others actually woke up to see her sinful guilt up close and personal. Her breathing became more nuanced with slow almost silent gasps of submission as he pushed forward and stretched her with skilled force that made her a prisoner of her own disgusted compliance. Each time he withdrew to gather his long lean muscles for another thrust of greedy sordid degradation; she opened her eyes widely and allowed her mother to see the extent of her sinful enjoyment. It surprised her to see the hint of approval in her mother’s glance. At first, she thought she must be mistaken because it was not natural for a mother to see her daughter so humiliated by her own lover. Then, she realized that her