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Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories DIARY OF A SLÛT:
DIARY OF A SLUT:Slut.That’s who I am.Throughout my life, I’ve been called many names: slut, whore, fucktoy—just to name a few. These are names I wear with pride. It takes a distinct set of skills to be praised in the art of sex. At twenty-five years old, I understand that when a man—or a group of men, for that matter—is inside me, using me for his pleasure, and calls me a slut, he means two things:One, it means he believes I exist for his pleasure. That I’ll let him fuck me when, where, and however he wants. My body becomes his to explore. I’m the canvas, and the sweet reward of cum is the paint in which he crafts his masterpiece.Two, it means that my pussy, my mouth, my ass, and my tits are extraordinary.My name is Rae. I’m twenty-five years old and married to a man I love with every fiber of my being. I adore everything about him—his sweet disposition, the way he cares for me, his thick cock pounding me for hours. But even in the early days, he knew I’d need more. It wasn’t ha
Last Updated : 2024-12-19Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories The strip game gets dirtier.
DIARY OF A SLUT- 2They shot again, both missing. The more shots that went in, the more eyes turned to us.Skirt off. Heels off. Pants off. Both Samantha and I were standing in our panties and bras.Frankie and Jeffery were in their underwear. It seemed much of the party made their way to the room where we stood--Frankie made his shot. I looked back and saw my ex's eyes on me.I shrugged, smirked, and slowly removed my bra, exposing my soft white breasts to the party.My pink protruding nipples were hard; I pinched them slightly, toying with my breasts, pulling them up, and then dropping them. The crowd cheered for me.I smiled at Samantha, who I noticed was eyeing me. I leaned closer and kissed her. I felt her hands caress my breasts gently. I saw the flash of cameras.When I pulled away, I looked back and Frankie and Jeffery, who stood; I could see their cocks pressed against the fabric of their underwear."You two like what you see?" I tease, playfully shaking my tits for them. Jef
Last Updated : 2024-12-19Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories The slut takes it in her ass.
DIARY OF A SLUT- 3"You're a slut." Jeffery said. I nodded. Was it now he realized who I was? I wondered. Allowing him to fuck me this way at a party was enough to convince him. "Yeah. I am" I affirmed. My eyelids were shutting close as I felt a loud spank on my ass. "You like my dick. Don't you?" He asked with a low growl. I nodded again. My tongue felt tied and the pain from the force of the slap burned my ass. I shuddered as I fell over on my face, my ass was high in the air. Then, I felt another slap. This time, it was heavier and even more painful. I let out a loud yelp, and the people who stood around broke into a cheer. What the hell was wrong with these fools? I thought as my ass continued to tongue. "I asked you a fûcking question! Do you like my dick?" Jeffery asked behind me as his hand hit my ass one more time. "Y-yeah. Yes. I love it! It's one of the best I've ever had."Jeffery drew close to me. "Then, I'll let you have it again." He said. I jerked my head
Last Updated : 2024-12-20Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Fûcked by my work colleague - 1
GOOD GIRLI enjoyed working at my company. Sure, it was a pub, but I worked in the back office, dealing with numbers. I also got to show up in cute, sometimes revealing outfits. I loved feeling sexy—without having to fend off advances from drunk customers. That day, I decided to wear a thigh-high black dress with suspenders and a white cotton shirt. I looked like a grown-up schoolgirl. The dress hugged my 24-inch waist and dropped to my mid-thighs, complementing my golden-toned legs. The black fabric stood out against my skin, and the white shirt strained slightly at my 32C chest. My red pouty lips, dark brown hair, and eyes added contrast to my 5'7" frame. I knew I was silently torturing John at work. John, the assistant manager, and I had once flirted. He was 6'5", with dark hair, dark eyes, tanned skin, and broad shoulders that made him look like a rugby player. He was ridiculously attractive, and just looking at him always made my stomach flip. But he seemed more interested
Last Updated : 2024-12-20Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories On my knees!!
FUCKED BY MY WORK COLLEAGUE - 2"Climb up on the table with your knees bent and open up your cunt for me to eat," his voice thundered.I did as I was told, balancing on the edge of the table with my legs bent and open, my pussy on full display. He grabbed my ass, stretched my pussy open, and began sucking on my clit. He licked my cunt from the clit down to my opening, where he pushed his tongue into me.Damn! Everything about him was thick and big.He massaged my clit, pushing and shaking his head into my cunt. I moved my hips against his head, feeling the pressure of my orgasm building."Yes...! Oh God... Yes!" I moaned as I came on his face, long and hard, in spasms. I heard myself gasp and scream as he held my hips to his face, drinking me in. I was ready to come again when a loud moan escaped me.He spun me around, ripped open my shirt, and roughly unhooked my bra. I tried to cover myself, but he buried his hand in my hair and jerked my head back until I screamed. He grabbed my br
Last Updated : 2024-12-20Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Trapped in a dirty game with my work colleague
FUCKED BY MY WORK COLLEAGUE -3The next night, I couldn’t focus on anything. My mind kept circling back to the note. Midnight. He hadn’t said where, but deep down, I knew he’d find me if I didn’t go. Part of me wanted to ignore it, to fight the pull he seemed to have over me. But the other part, the darker part, wanted to see him again. At 11:30 p.m., I found myself standing in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress. It was tight, black, and left very little to the imagination. I told myself it wasn’t for him, but I knew better. By midnight, I was walking into the bar again. The place was dimly lit, the scent of whiskey and smoke heavy in the air. My eyes scanned the small crowd, searching for him. I didn’t have to wait long. John stood near the back, a drink in hand, his broad shoulders and commanding presence impossible to miss. Next to him was another man—taller, leaner, but with the same dangerous energy. They were both watching me, and when our eyes met, John smirked.
Last Updated : 2024-12-20Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Fûcked at the ice-cream store -1
August heat rolled in the open door of my town's only ice cream parlor. I had worked the place every summer for three years, and the air conditioner hadn't worked for any of them. The uniforms didn't help much; the thick red and white cotton of my dress stuck to my damp skin, and kept riding up my thighs.It was 5pm, almost closing time, and the shop was slow. I was slouched over on the counter with a glass of water pressed to my cheek when I heard my last customer of the day walk in."Welcome to Scoops, how can I help you today?" I mumbled lazily. I pulled myself into a standing position and met the most brilliant pair of green eyes I had ever seen. My breath caught."I was hoping for a scoop of chocolate mint before you close." She smiled coyly. I was at a loss for words. Her blond hair fell across one of her eyes until she brushed it back with long, tanned fingers. I couldn't stop myself from gazing at the soft skin of her thighs that was revealed by her small skirt. I quickly turn
Last Updated : 2024-12-21Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories I want to taste your juices!
Fucked at the ice-cream store -2Watching her body roll and pulse as she rode my clît was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Every time her pûssy spasmed her eyes would close, and her breath would quicken. Her nîpples strained, and her skin glistened.She was driving me crazy. I began pushing my pûssy into hers and meeting her motions."Damn!" She moaned. "Have you done this before?" My breathing was ragged as I met her eyes on me. "No" I panted. "So, this is your first time?" She asked as she continued grinding against my pussy. I couldn't put a name to what I felt in that moment. A sudden desire engulfed me. I wanted more of this. Pleasure coursed through me as I became even more desperate to have her. The heat inside me was building again with every pass of her slippery clît over mine. I could barely believe what was happening! I was at the ice-cream store, rubbing my pûssy against the pûssy of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and it felt perfect. "I want us to go f
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Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories I need you to CÛM, Please!
SIBLINGS BOND BEFORE CHRISTMAS -3"Are you sure this is what you want, Becca? There's no going back after this," Jon cautioned, needing to make sure she was fully aware of what she was about to do."I'm sure, please!" Becca nearly whined as she rubbed herself against his hand.Jon took her mouth again, kissing her passionately as he teased her through her panties. He moved his head down, capturing one of her nipples. He flicked it with his tongue until he had her whimpering, then he moved to the other one to do the same thing. He kissed and licked his way down her flat stomach, pulling back once he was kneeling in front of her. He pressed a kiss right above her panties, looking up at her as he gripped the fabric with his teeth. He began tugging them down, watching how her eyes darkened with passion. Once the panties were removed, he kissed his way back up her legs and across her bare mound. He slipped his tongue between her lips quickly before pulling away. That little taste of her w
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Locked doors and forbidden desires
SIBLINGS BOND BEFORE CHRISTMAS -2 She held onto him as he slowly stood up, walking next to the tree. Becca leaned forward, placing the star on top and clapping her hands. "Yay! It's perfect!" she exclaimed. Jon smiled at his sister's joy, but he couldn't stop his mind from drifting. He wished he could turn his head and nuzzle her warm thigh. That thought set off an alarm in his head, making him realize just how close he was to losing control. "Did you say something?" Becca asked, leaning forward to look down at him. He felt panic rising, struggling to keep his breathing even. He hadn't even realized he'd made a sound. "Uh, no, I didn't say anything. Time to get down before you break me," he said, trying to soothe his ragged nerves by cracking a joke. "You're such a brat," she teased, squealing as he tipped her backward onto the couch. She landed hard, sprawling out. Jon turned around to see her like that, and he knew he had to get out of there for a minute. He ran up to
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Siblings bond before Christmas -1
Becca bounced around the house happily, excited to decorate for her favorite holiday. Christmas was about a month away, but it was tradition to start decorating the day after Thanksgiving.When her older brother called earlier to say he wouldn’t be able to make it home for the weekend, Becca felt disappointed. They had always decorated the house together, including the porch. She shook her head, plastering a cheery smile on her face. There was no way her brother would want her to waste valuable decorating time being sad about his absence. Standing in the center of the living room, she surveyed the area, making plans in her head. She didn’t even notice her mother come up behind her until she was poked in the side. Spinning around, she clutched her chest, looking up into her mother’s amused face. “Mom, do you want to give me a heart attack?!” “A bit dramatic, don’t you think, dear?” her mom replied, patting her shoulder before glancing around the room. “I’m surprised you haven’t
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Legs spread open before Christmas.
HEARTBROKEN BEFORE CHRISTMAS -4She pushes my head slowly and I give her what she wants, swirling my tongue over her nipples before departing with a bite I know she'll feel. She squeals, then brightens with a grin when I look up to meet her gaze.'You don't need any encouragement do you?' she says.'Like you said, it's easy when your motivated.'I scoot back against the headboard and carry her with me, making sure to enjoy a firm squeeze of her arse. Her expression tells me she enjoyed it too, and she leans in for another kiss while rubbing her pussy on the underside of my cock.I could cum from the sensation alone. I haven't had sex since Kelly left, and it wasn't exactly a priority in our last few months together.Having Dawn's closeness and warmth, her talented lips and supple body, is more than enough on its own.She reaches down and lowers herself onto me with sensuous ease. There's more to appreciate without the drunken fog, and we rock our hips amid a leisurely kiss, enjoying t
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Things get steamy between my neighbour and I
Heartbroken before Christmas -3'Do you live by yourself?''Yeah, why?''Your place looks like it's had a woman's touch--the figurines, the cushions, the pictures. Not that I'm questioning your taste, I just wondered.'I can't help but chuckle. I'm so used to having this stuff around, I had no idea that's how it would be perceived. 'It's my ex's stuff.''Oh. Do you keep it because you miss her?'I choke a little, almost spitting out a mouthful of drink.'Sorry,' Dawn says quickly. 'Too personal--sometimes I have no filter.''It's alright. I don't really miss her; maybe I miss an idealised version of her sometimes. We were engaged but...obviously it didn't work out. We were supposed to get married yesterday.''You're kidding.'I take a much-needed swig. 'Nope.''I'm so sorry. Do you mind if I ask what happened?'I take a deep breath and puff out my cheeks. It's not something I want to drag up, but maybe talking about it will be cathartic. 'There's not much to tell. We were together for
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories The perfect neighbour
HEARTBROKEN BEFORE CHRISTMAS -2I follow her and Billy to the kitchen, also piled with boxes. She opens one of them on the counter and starts rummaging through it. 'I'm Dawn by the way. Should've mentioned that earlier, too.''Dan.'She smiles. 'I don't have much to offer, I'm afraid. Just tea, coffee...ooh!' She pulls out a couple of purple sachets. 'And hot chocolate.''We may as well keep the festive theme. Hot chocolate would be great.''I was hoping you'd say that. Coming right up.''So where have you moved from?' I ask as she takes a carton of milk from the fridge.'London.''Oh wow. A small town like this is going to be a culture shock for you.''That's what all my friends kept telling me. "You'll be so bored. There'll be nothing to do. Do they even have running water up there?" I'm sure you've heard it all a million times.''A billion. It's an unusual move, though--normally it's the other way around. What brought you up here?'She pours milk into a pan and mixes in the content
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Heartbroken before Christmas (1)
Snow is supposed to be magical at Christmas. I guess whoever decided that hadn’t been blindsided by their fiancé three months before their wedding.“We need to talk,” she said one night.“Alright,” I replied.We sat on the sofa we’d picked out together after moving into our forever home. Our kids were supposed to grow up here. That had been the plan.“Are you happy?” she asked.She clearly wasn’t, and I had the feeling she wanted me to say I wasn’t either. But I didn’t lie to her.“Of course. I’m getting married to the love of my life. What’s this about, Kelly?”Her face fell then. “You really haven’t noticed that things between us aren’t how they used to be?”I shook my head. Maybe I should have in hindsight. Maybe I ignored the signs or took things for granted. In my heart of hearts, though, I think she was making an excuse for what she said next.“There’s someone else, Dan.”That hit me like a wave of frigid water. For my own sake, I won’t recount the rest of the conversation, but
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Slow grind
Tribbing my submissive crush -3 I lowered myself into a squat until every fold of my pûssy made contact with Bella's. Then, I leaned forward, moving my hips back and forth in circles, massaging her tender pûssy with my hot, hard clît and pubic bone."Ahhh..." she whimpered softly, her voice trembling with arousal.I bit my lower lip as I leaned back, causing our labia to press together, the bottom of my ass cheeks resting on hers. In this position, I bounced up and down, slapping our cunts together."This feels so good," I groaned."This is... amazing," Bella murmured, her voice barely audible over the sounds of our bodies.I loved the feeling of her smooth buttocks against mine and alternated between watching the sexy girls in the p**n video and Bella's rocking tits. Her nipples, dark pink and firm, stood out enticingly.Bella continued to moan as I rocked her, grinding her hips as much as she could despite my weight keeping her pinned to the bench."You’re so beautiful like this," I
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Ride my clit, Good Girl.
TRIBBING WITH MY SUBMISSIVE CRUSH -2Bella began to speak, but her voice broke into a stammer. Then, she closed her mouth and simply shook her head."Yes?" I said.She nodded.I beckoned her over to the bench, and she sat down in front of me, both of us straddling the bench with our legs. I rewound the video to where the girls moved to the bedroom, hand in hand and prepared to trib, to give Bella some context.I was curious to know how she would respond to the fantasy of girls pressing their clits together.Would she be as turned on as me? Would her clit respond like mine did, growing and escaping its hiding spot in search of contact with another hard clit?I placed the phone in front of Bella and kept some distance between us.My heart raced; I couldn't believe that Bella had accepted my offer to watch porn with me. We sat in silence, watching the video as the sexual tension hung thick in the air, but neither of us was bold enough to make another move.After a minute, I heard Bella's
