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Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories First time with another woman (3)
I brought my hand up to the back of her neck. Her hair was soft, and her skin was warm. I separated her lips with my tongue. She met my tongue with hers--the soft flesh moving around my mouth. She leaned in more, continuing to kiss my mouth... my lips... Something she did next took me by surprise. She pushed me down on the bed. "Can we lay side by side and continue this? Is that too much?" Nearly out of breath, I replied, "Not at all. I would love that." Side by side, I pulled her closer as we continued to kiss. She put her right leg over my hip and pulled my legs closer to her body. She moved her hand, so it was resting on my hip. As she kissed me, her hips involuntarily moved back and forth. I could tell her arousal was growing. She pulled away from the kiss for a moment and said, "I want to feel your skin." Without hesitation, I slipped my hand under her shirt, feeling her warm stomach. I pulled it up, revealing her beautiful body in a plain white bra. "I should
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-19Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories First time with another woman (4)
---As I moved my fingers, I increased the pressure on her G-spot. Instead of finger fucking her with long strokes, I moved my fingers quickly and hard, mimicking the movements of a vibrator. Then, I placed my tongue back onto her right side and flicked her clit as fast as my body would allow. "Sophia!! I'm going to cum if you keep doing that...oh...my...oh..." And she did. I could feel her pussy tighten on my fingers, and I did not stop for the life of me. I lavished her clit, I fingered her G-spot, and I did all I could do until her breathing finally began to slow down. I removed my fingers and gave her pussy lips a kiss before moving back up to lie beside her. "I think I can smell my pussy on your face," she said with a giggle. "It's my new favorite scent," I replied. She just laughed and put a hand over her eyes. "You okay?" I asked, feeling a bit nervous now. I thought Wren was into it, but maybe now she was feeling regret. After a few agonizing moments, Wren rol
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-19Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Fun in the kitchen (1)
A month had passed since Amber and I met with Hank about the plans for our new house. A few days after that initial meeting, we met with Hank's designer and picked out the floors and furnishings.Later that week, we met with the pool and patio contractor and finalized our design plans. With that and the site survey complete, we had our final cost estimate.Today would be one of the last steps in finishing our preparations and getting construction started on our new home. It was a Tuesday, but Amber and I had taken the day off because we had an appointment later in the morning to close on the sale of her old house.I woke before Amber again and managed to quietly go to the bathroom and get dressed without waking her. Although I would put on something nicer for the closing, I had thrown on a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt for the morning and was now in the kitchen getting our daily coffee started.Once it started brewing, I got out a new appliance I had recently bought. Being the domes
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-20Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Fun in the kitchen (2)
With Amber bent over the kitchen counter, I squeezed her ass. Each thrust of my hips sent a moan from my lips as her warmth enveloped me. Keeping a slow pace, Amber rested her head on her arms and let out a long, satisfied sigh. Peeking back over her shoulder, she smiled and reached down between her legs. The sight of Amber playing with herself while I took her from behind was enough to make my pulse race. I groaned, "Oh, Amber..."Her hand moved faster, and Amber began breathing harder. She moaned with each thrust, her voice growing louder. Knowing I wasn’t there yet, but sensing her own climax building, she started talking. Between gasps, she moaned, "I love the feeling of you fucking me from behind."Hearing her words turned me on even more, and I groaned, "Oh, keep going."Amber’s voice dropped into a sultry tone. "I used to fuck myself in the shower, imagining it was you behind me. I'd stick my dildo to the wall, bury it inside me, and moan your name. God, I came so hard from
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-20Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Fun in the kitchen (3)
Back in the car, we checked the clock and realized we were still early for our meeting. With some time to kill, we decided to drop by the bank. Luckily, when we arrived, the loan officer was available and welcomed us in early.Once inside his office, we each took a seat while he pulled up our file. After reviewing it, he looked up with an impressed expression, complimenting our excellent credit scores. He asked for the paperwork we had brought to verify our income. A few moments later, after reviewing the documents, he smiled and informed us that everything was in order."It'll take a couple of days," he explained, "but you can expect a pre-approval letter for an amount well above what you’ll need."We stood to shake hands, thanking him for his time, before he showed us out.Outside the bank, Amber threw her arms around me, squeezing me tightly."We did it!" she said, her voice filled with excitement.I kissed her deeply, grinning. "I told you not to worry."We got back into the car a
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-21Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Fun in the kitchen (4)
With her head next to mine, she breathlessly groaned, "I want you so bad right now."My heart raced as her hands roamed over my chest. Her touch was electric, and I felt my arousal building. Realizing this would likely be the last dish I’d be washing tonight, I quickly finished up. Amber’s hands worked their way down over my abs to my hips, her movements deliberate and teasing. As I rinsed the final bowl, I gasped when her fingers brushed against my growing erection.Her voice, hot and low, tickled my ear. "I want you to fuck me so bad... but I’ve been looking at this ass for so long, there’s something I need to do first."I exhaled sharply as she stroked me a couple more times, my body responding to her every touch. Amber lowered herself to her knees behind me, her presence palpable even without seeing her. The soft sound of her moan sent shivers through me just before I felt her warm breath on my scrotum. Closing my eyes, I let myself melt into the sensation.Her lips brushed agains
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-21Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Teased by my roommate's girlfriend (1)
( A short guy gets teased and bullied by his roommate's tall girlfriend )---“Mackenzie, I’d like you to meet my roommate and best friend since childhood, Sprout,” Greg announced in the entryway of our apartment. Then he turned to me, “Mackenzie and I have been dating the past few weeks.”The tall, pretty blonde cocked her head slightly. Sensing a reaction to my name, Greg continued:“His real name is Sidney, but he’s always gone by Sprout—”“Because he’s such a small fry?” Mackenzie interrupted with a wry smile. She extended a hand, “Greg hasn’t really mentioned you before. Nice to meet you... Sprout.”I took her outstretched hand and immediately noticed how large it was. Despite being 5’3” and scrawny, I’m used to women’s hands being about my size. But Mackenzie wasn’t most women. She was tall—over six feet—only a bit shorter than Greg’s 6’4”.Her athletic build was undeniable, with square shoulders and svelte, tan arms exposed by a low-cut, bright yellow tank top. Her breasts were
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-21Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Teased by my roommate's girlfriend (2)
Only then did I fully realize how much she had gotten under my skin. My lips pursed, and my breath fumed. I hated her. I hated the way she carried herself.I hated the way she teased me. I hated how she had taken away Greg's attention and didn't seem to care about how important our relationship was. I was unabashedly jealous and resentful.Greg and I were obviously different physically—he plays a lot of sports. But in every other way, we are similar.We had so much in common and know each other so well that we're practically symbiotic. I love Greg like a brother, and we would do anything for each other.I stewed angrily in the bathroom. Who does this bitch think she is? I thought. What the hell does Greg see in her?Eventually, I calmed down and brushed my teeth. I was more tired than I realized, probably from the beer.I walked down the hall to the first entrance, shut the door, and flopped onto my bed. I was out almost immediately.---I awoke with a start to the sound of laughter t
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Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories She follows her boss home on Christmas eve
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It was the night before Christmas and her workplace was hosting a mini Christmas party. Tara stood by the window, watching the road. White flecks of snow danced across the window overlooking the parking lot, swirling in the glow of the streetlights.Tara sighed, rolling her eyes as she turned away. Walking back to her desk, she trailed her fingers along the string of Christmas lights lining the hallway wall. There is no way I’m getting out of here in time for the Christmas party, she thought with a heavy sigh, her lips forming a pout. Of all the days to run late, tonight was the worst. Everyone was going to be at the party, including her long-time obsession, Dr. Brian Taylor.For three years, Tara had been his personal nurse, working closely enough to memorize the subtle, woodsy scent of his cologne—a scent that was almost as delicious as the man himself.Tonight, she had secretly hoped that with the help of some booze, she might finally get the courage and convince him to spend
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Continuation: A Christmas I'll never forget I opened my mouth and placed my lips over her Pûssy. Then, I swirled my tongue around in circles, almost making figure eights as I heard her start moaning louder and louder. I had no idea what I was doing, but I know what I liked done to me, so I was trying to suck it as if I had all the experience in the world.As I lapped my tongue against her pussy, I got her dripping wet. Her soft moan above me only seemed to get me more excited. "Jennyyy. Jennyyy." She whimpered. I love the way my name sounded on her lips. I wanted to hear more of that. To hear her moan it loudly. So, I flicked my tongue over her slit. Up and down. I flicked it in as much as I could and sucked hard on her wet folds. "Jenny...." Her moans were begining to get louder as she held my head firmly against her pussy. The only noise in the room, was her light moans and the sounds of slurping and sucking as I continued eating her out.A few minutes passed and I reached ou
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CONTINUATION: A Christmas I'll never forget Amber guided my legs open even more and leaned her head in. She kissed from my knees to my panties, up and down my inner thighs as my hands came to rest of the back of her head. I felt her hands slide up and reach to my sides again, as she grasped the material of my panties. She pulled on them hinting for me to lift my hips up to get them off.As nervous and panicked as I was, I obliged and lifted my hips. Amber was staring at me deeply in the eyes as she was slid my panties down my legs, until they were completely off.Her mouth went right back onto my thighs, while her hands slid up and in-between my legs, touching my bare pussy for the first time. I gasped when her fingers hit my clit, as her mouth was seductively kissing and licking its way up. Before I could even say yes, or no, or wait, or be concerned, or do anything. Amber's mouth crashed against my dripping wet pûssy. Her tongue slid up from my slit to my clit in a long slow draw
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CONTINUATION: A CHRISTMAS I'LL NEVER FORGET"No." She replied. "But just to be safe. I'll lock the door." Amber leaned around me and locked the door handle as I stood covering my bare chest with my arms and hands."You've never done this before? Have you?" I asked."Had sex in here?" She questioned. "Or do you mean with a woman?""Well, both. I guess.""No, I've never done any" She replied."Then, why me?" I asked, confused. "When I saw you leaning down at the counter, I was drawn to you instantly." She said. "I thought you were beautiful and I had never seen a woman so sexy. That's why I came to talk to you. To help you. To meet you." "I felt the same way when I saw you." I replied.I pulled Amber into my body and kissed her again deeper this time than I had before. I had no idea what it was between us, but we were both so hooked to each other.I reached around and unhooked Amber's bra. She assisted by sliding it off and I got my first glance at her nearly perfect tits.They sat up
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CONTINUATION: A CHRISTMAS I'LL NEVER FORGET We walked through a set of large double doors and headed down a dark, eerie hallway into a room just off the main path. The room was poorly lit, filled with bruised and damaged furniture, clothing racks, and odd pieces of mannequins strewn about. Amber was still holding my hand as I stepped into this strange, hidden world—the underside of a department store, the likes of which I had never seen before."I can see why you hide in here," I said. "It’s quiet and far away from everyone.""Yeah," she replied. "It’s like my little hideaway.""You don’t eat during your lunch?" I asked."No. I usually eat before I come in, so I get the full hour to myself. I just hang out down here, listen to music, and play on my phone," she explained.We started talking more about my shopping needs as we both sat down on a newer but half-broken couch. It rocked back and forth because one of the leg posts was missing."Did you think about lingerie?" she asked sudde
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories A CHRISTMAS I'LL NEVER FORGET. (1)
A SUDDEN LESBIAN ATTRACTIONIt was the week of Christmas, and I still needed to get gifts for my mom and my nieces. I hated shopping at malls during the holidays, but I had no choice. I headed to the local shopping mall, dreading the task. After work, I figured I would deal with the monotony of department stores and grab what I needed. It was a cold, dreary December 22nd night as I drove to the mall, hoping the stores wouldn’t be too crowded so I could get in and out quickly. I was 32 that year, never married, and had never found someone I’d say “yes” to, even if they asked. I’d had my fair share of boyfriends, but none I could envision a "forever" with. People often considered me pretty, though I never thought of myself as "hot." I’d rate myself a solid seven out of ten. At 5’8", I had big hips and a pretty round butt.My shoulder-length blonde hair framed my face, and I had smaller B-cup breasts. I’d been told I had a great smile, but I wasn’t one of those women who turned
