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DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 77
The choices were chicken breast or a T-bone steak. Everyone had a plate but me. Finally, a lone dish came trailing out. It was cold pasta with sun-dried tomatoes. Lisa had remembered my fear of bones. I hadn’t eaten meat since I cut the top of my middle finger off when I was twelve. Now every time I saw a bone I felt sick. If the pasta had been served when it was made a week ago, I might have managed to choke it down, but it was inedible. I arranged my tomatoes in the middle with the dry lifeless noodles around them. A waiter stopped in front of me to take my plate. He saw what I’d done. “I’m artistic,” I said. He whisked it away. I was starving, and I was buzzed from the second glass of champagne. A little thought danced in the back of my head. What had Lisa said about a dessert? She had chosen a lovely mousse. Of course, it had to be chocolate. They brought it out. Why was my chocolate mousse pink? It was strawberry. It was like ordering a diet cola and getting a fully leaded one.
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-22DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 78
The accidental brush of a hand. A knowing look across a room. The tilt of a head toward the door. Signals shared between spouses at a party? I suppose. In this case, they were signals shared between lovers whose spouses were oblivious. William was drunk. It wasn’t apparent in his demeanor, but I knew the signs. He brushed by me on his way through the kitchen and his hand touched my ass. Lingered there for a good minute as he blocked the path of two other guests trying to get by. I glared at him, knowing it didn’t matter. “Had too much to drink?” “Not too much. Enough to know what I want,” he said. He leaned close, stirring the hair on my neck as he whispered, “We’re leaving soon. Meet me.” I didn’t have a chance to say no or, rather, ask where and when, because my husband came toward us. As if sensing that his territory had been encroached upon, he wrapped his hand around my waist and gave me a little squeeze. William’s hand moved from my ass at about the same moment and I wondered i
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“Amy, your father needs to talk to you about something important” announced the text message scrawled across my smartphone display. My fingers casually slid over the hard plastic case with the Playboy bunny icon emblazoned across the hot pink surface and I replied back with a quick “k” which was all my mom really deserved for going to Maui on a business trip of all things and having the gall to not take me with her. God what I wouldn’t have given at that moment to be on some sandy beach, soaking up some rays, drinking a beer like in those commercials or better yet drinking in the site of all those hot surfer boys running out of the wild ocean, their big, speedo covered bulges bobbing up and down as they ran towards me. Oh fuck yeah, totally need to get me some hot surfer boy bulge action. As I left the gym and walked out to my car, my shoulders slumped as the image of wet naked men fluttered away from my brain and was replaced with the awareness of two pimply fifteen year old boys ogl
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My flesh erupted in goose pimples and I began to stammer stupidly but he put up one dirty hand to silence me. “Your mom has been after me for a long time to do this, and since you are gonna be gone in a couple months I want to at least send you off to college knowing that something isn’t sneaking up on us. If you won’t do it for yourself at least do it for your mom” he said sounding solemn and all knowing. “Dad, c’mon- can’t I get the physical once I get to school? Or if not that let mom’s doctor do it, mom says she is really nice” I said plaintively. “You are afraid to be seen naked by me, I know Amy, but this might surprise you, but you don’t have anything I haven’t seen before. This is what I do, and I am going to be the one giving you the physical” said daddy, his words now made of granite. I slumped my shoulders and stamped my feet wondering if I had I had sufficiently lost the argument. I rolled my eyes in over exaggerated agitation at the tweeting robins and blue jays that flit
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I had been playing with fire for so long that I had assumed I would never get burned. But now, daddy and I were going somewhere I had never thought we would actually go. Of course I had fantasized and even planned it but now it was really happening. I could tell by his breathing that he was getting more and more turned on by the moment. Where would it end? Daddy wrapped his long fingers over my wrist of the arm that sought to conceal my tits while grabbing the hand that still caressed his thigh. He maneuvered my hands to the top of my head, one on top of the other. “I want you to keep these here until I tell you otherwise, do you understand baby?” he asked sensuously. “Yes ”I responded, now almost completely stripped for his inspection. Daddy found the underside of my tits and gently hefted them as if trying to guess their weight. His smooth hands felt amazing against my bare skin. His aftersha
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My eyes desperately followed him. Daddy was really going to make me confess. Why had I gotten thisstupid tattoo in the first place! "Daddy don’t leave. Don’t leave, just wait. I’ll tell. I’ll tell you what the tattoo says” I conceded. “Well, what does it say?” he asked one more time as he brushed a stray strand of hair away from my eyes. It was one thing to show my daddy my pussy but now he was going to go even deeper than I thought anyone would ever go. “Daddy’s Pussy. The tattoo says Daddy’s Pussy” I confessed. The secret was gone and it felt like my body was suddenly filled with helium and that I would float away. Now there was nothing to do but wait for his reaction. His eyes went cold and the contours of his usually smiling mouth looked strange and stern. “Daddy’s Pussy?” he asked slowly. Did he hate me? Was he mad? Would he say that I had betrayed my mother by having designs on her husband? Would he blame me for the situation we were in? I could feel myself filling with molten
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I felt my arousal slowly wrap around me like a vine and pull tight around me. He knelt in front of me and wrapped his arms around my waist, his cheek resting on my stomach. “I’m weak, Brandi. I told myself I needed to take this slow. Everything about you entices me. And now you tell me you’re a virgin? Am I hearing that right?” “Yes,” I whispered, swallowing hard. “Something about knowing that strikes me to the core. I can’t keep away from you. If you want to keep that intact, you need to leave right now.” He dropped his arms to his sides and looked up at me. I stepped back. I looked at him for a long time, then I picked up the sides of my dress and pulled it up over my head. My heart raced as his eyes ate me up. “Are you sure?” he whispered. “I’ve wanted you for a long time. Yes.” He didn’t hesitate. He lunged toward me, lifting himself off his knees and lifting me into his arms. I wrapped my legs around him as he kissed me deeply. His tongue danced with mine deliciously as he ca
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Dominic was miles ahead of me. “Is she wet? I bet she is.” My hands covered my face. “Oh, please.” “Don’t be ashamed, doll. We’re only testing Reid’s theory, remember?”Like hell we were! When I met his amused stare, I saw so much there in his eyes. Lust, pride, possessiveness. And he was hard. One glance at his fly assured me of that. Then Reid spanked my bared ass. This time it came out of nowhere and it shocked me to the core. “Fuck.” “Oh yes, she’s wet,” he murmured.Again I moaned, my body wavering. “Take her underwear off,” Dominic instructed. I had to pant in order to regulate my breathing. “Okay, underwear coming off,” Reid announced, and sexual tension poured from him. Gripping the slender band on my G-string he drew it slowly over the rise of my ass and lower, before letting it hang free around my knees. The skimpy underwear gave marginal covering, and yet removing it was so significant. My heart hammered in my chest.Dominic’s were hooded and dark. “Why don’t you touch her,
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DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 78
The accidental brush of a hand. A knowing look across a room. The tilt of a head toward the door. Signals shared between spouses at a party? I suppose. In this case, they were signals shared between lovers whose spouses were oblivious. William was drunk. It wasn’t apparent in his demeanor, but I knew the signs. He brushed by me on his way through the kitchen and his hand touched my ass. Lingered there for a good minute as he blocked the path of two other guests trying to get by. I glared at him, knowing it didn’t matter. “Had too much to drink?” “Not too much. Enough to know what I want,” he said. He leaned close, stirring the hair on my neck as he whispered, “We’re leaving soon. Meet me.” I didn’t have a chance to say no or, rather, ask where and when, because my husband came toward us. As if sensing that his territory had been encroached upon, he wrapped his hand around my waist and gave me a little squeeze. William’s hand moved from my ass at about the same moment and I wondered i
DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 77
The choices were chicken breast or a T-bone steak. Everyone had a plate but me. Finally, a lone dish came trailing out. It was cold pasta with sun-dried tomatoes. Lisa had remembered my fear of bones. I hadn’t eaten meat since I cut the top of my middle finger off when I was twelve. Now every time I saw a bone I felt sick. If the pasta had been served when it was made a week ago, I might have managed to choke it down, but it was inedible. I arranged my tomatoes in the middle with the dry lifeless noodles around them. A waiter stopped in front of me to take my plate. He saw what I’d done. “I’m artistic,” I said. He whisked it away. I was starving, and I was buzzed from the second glass of champagne. A little thought danced in the back of my head. What had Lisa said about a dessert? She had chosen a lovely mousse. Of course, it had to be chocolate. They brought it out. Why was my chocolate mousse pink? It was strawberry. It was like ordering a diet cola and getting a fully leaded one.
DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 76
I hated weddings. Nothing good for me has ever come of them. For example, the last wedding I went to, I ended up alone at a table with my great-aunt while all the couples swooned about on the dance floor. Their closely pressed bodies seemed to be saying aren’t we the lucky ones as the white paper streamers delicately fluttered on the ceiling. Meanwhile, my great-aunt was going on about some freaking tea party she claimed she had for me in Florida when I was four years old. I don’t remember Florida. I don’t remember her, except for meeting her in the receiving line two hours ago. What did I get from attending this blissful event? A paper cut from my place card, a cranky buzz from cheap champagne and a regretful comment I slurred to my great-aunt at the end of the night. “I won’t be you,” I called out in her direction. I didn’t know what that meant, because I hardly knew her. I think it was directed more at what she represented, an old crone sitting alone at a wedding banquet table wit
DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 75
I went up north, ready to scour all the ports on the Baltic. I ended up in Hamburg. In the evening, I wandered in Sankt Pauli. Girls in their windows, boxed in tackiness, with an air of decent housewives displaying their asses. Not one worth fucking, but men were there, strolling about, eyeing them. My God, they looked like first communicants walking slowly to the altar to receive the host! Monumental hard-ons because that one shakes her tits under their noses and they imagine themselves stuffing their pricks in the holy of holies! You bet they haven’t grown one inch since the time when, as adolescents, they shut themselves in the toilet to jerk off out of sight of their mommy’s eyes! Men’s desire disgusts me. It was certainly not in those alleyways with no dark corners, where the gaudy pink neons filter, that I was going to meet the man from Albuquerque. It was down to the wharves I had to go . . . I hung about between the angular shadows of the container stacks waiting to be loaded
DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 74
I was half-drunk with lack of sleep, standing in the hot white buzz of Central Station while hordes of commuters bumped past me with their sharp suits and shoulder pads and brief cases. I stood there blinking and yawning. What the hell was I doing up at this hour? The answer, of course, was Sam. I growled at the thought of his stubbornness, at the selfish way he’d announced he was leaving to make his fortune. Hotfooting it to London like a carefree bird. Not for a second had he stopped to think of how it would screw up our relationship – four hundred miles between us was a serious blow. The salvation of our bickering, up-and-down love affair was the Olympic sex we indulged in most mornings, afternoons and evenings. We could hammer away for hours, and he took me places I’d never thought possible, body twisted into breathtaking positions, him so deep inside me it felt like blasphemy. After he left, my sex life became a sudden blank. I was left gasping with shock, reeling from the terri
DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 73
She wanted to be wanted by her It almost made her cry. It was something she thought she’d left when Wendy had left to find someone even more subservient. Having it back was almost too much for her to handle: the fear that it could go again. Slowly, June had stood up on the lumpy futon, unbuttoned her jeans, and then, teasingly, dropped her panties. She did it slowly because while it seemed that all she and Betty did was fuck, the magic of their bodies hadn’t rubbed off yet. She had loved to get naked in front of Betty, watching her eyes dance and hunger for her. It was a little chilly in the apartment, so June left her T-shirt on. “Make like a doggie, love,” Betty had said, “It’s easier that way.” Slowly, kind of scared, June had: she got down on the futon, first on her hands and knees and then – ’cause her arms started to ache – leaning down on a pillow. “So pretty,” Betty said from behind her. The kiss was kind of a shock. June had been so psyched to receive the brilliantly blue sil
DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 72
Somewhere, June lost her flannel shirt and the black girl had lost her jeans and shoes. She had circled her big, hard nipples with hot kisses as she squeezed June’s cunt through her own jeans like a trick fondling a John. June couldn’t keep the hissing moan in, so she had let it out into the girl’s mouth – feeling it echo through her as her own hand cupped a shaved and slippery cunt. With Wendy it had been walking on eggs. Her first real lover, June had treated Wendy like she was priceless, fragile – even though Wendy was five years older than June’s 26. June had barricaded them in June’s tiny place against her being alone again and tried to do whatever it would take to keep Wendy there. If Wendy liked something, June did it. If Wendy didn’t like it . . . it never happened again After a point, June followed Wendy everywhere. Never led. Tried not to want, desire, anything. But then, there, in the kitchen that night something different was happening – it was June and her. No top, no bot
DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 71
The Boy drops to the floor and I feel him at my feet, nuzzling my ankles then crawling under my sarong. I spread my legs for him and feel him rising, the heat of him on my skin, his shorn, silky head, his tongue trailing a path up my inner thighs. He pulls down my knickers and I feel him between my legs, his hot breath on my cunt before his tongue, so delicate and perfect, dances over my clit and squirms into my folds. Oh, my. That tongue has truly been places. Like his eyes, it could be a thousand years old, a tongue that’s pleasured geisha girls, ladyboys and Babylonian whores. Fingers fill my cunt, a thumb rubs my arsehole and moments later I’m coming hard, gasping around Uncle’s cock, Uncle clutching my head, keeping me steady for fear I neglect his pleasure in favour of my own. “She’s a slippery little bitch, isn’t she, huh?” Uncle’s voice is loud enough to carry across the chamber. He’s talking to someone else; not to the Boy, and certainly not to me. I pull back and turn, wipin
DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 70
Fear thumps me in the gut but I cannot scream. I cannot move either. I can’t do anything. I just gawp, rooted to the spot. He smirks and turns away. I think I must be in one of my dreams. Soon, I tell myself, I’ll wake at the hotel and I’ll straddle Tom’s cock in a trance of remembering. I’ll rock back and forth, head swimming with a post-human dystopia, a stinking medieval market peopled with DNA freaks or interspecies offspring. Look around and they all seem perfectly normal till you spot their webbed feet, forked tongues, folded wings or dog-fang teeth. And I’ll climax and so will Tom. Then we’ll get up, have breakfast, take a bus to a town with tiled palaces, koi carp and orange trees, and we’ll buy something lovely in Spanish leather or cedar wood and everything will be all right. The Boy creeps forwards. I’m so scared and I’m so wet. But wet is winning. I follow, turning a corner then another until he ducks into a small archway in the wall. Moments later, I’m there too, head dow
