LOGINShare
Holy Fûck, I'm cûmming!
Last Updated:
2024-12-10 17:26:10Related chapters
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories I need her, again
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
Last Updated : 2024-12-10Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Tara falls for her boss on Christmas eve (1)
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
Last Updated : 2024-12-11Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories She follows her boss home on Christmas eve
CONTINUATION: TARA FALLS FOR HER BOSS ON CHRISTMAS EVE Brian looked over his shoulder and she followed his gaze out the window to the parking lot.There was a light covering of snow on her car, now, as it continued to fall. He angled his head toward the front office, silently communicating that he wanted to take this to his office where it would be more private.Tara nodded, following as he grabbed her hand and led her to his office. They approached the end of the short hallway and Tara couldn't help but laugh as she saw her artwork on Brian's office door.She had stayed after work one day last week to decorate his door with Santa Claus with a very unflattering, but still adorable, picture of Brian's face that made it look like he was saying "Ho, ho, ho!".She had even created three little elves with goofy pictures of Tara and Brian's two medical assistants, Sarah and Kay. It was hilarious and, of course, he loved it. Brian looked back at her and smiled as he realized what she was la
Last Updated : 2024-12-11Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories The day I became a fûcking whore (1)
I don’t really think of myself as a whore. I don’t think I seem like one either. So, it was a little surprising when someone offered me money to have sex with him. The offer came out of nowhere, so sudden and unexpected that I didn’t take it seriously. The funniest part? The offer came from someone I used to babysit while I was in high school.I was at the library, hunched over a stack of books, trying to cram for a midterm when Michael walked in. I didn’t notice him at first, but then I heard someone pull out a chair and sit across from me. “Hey, stranger,” a familiar voice said. Looking up, I blinked in surprise. “Michael? Wow, it’s been a while!” He grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, I figured it was you. Still have your nose buried in books, huh?” I laughed. “Some things never change.” Michael was taller now, leaner too, but he still had the same boyish face I remembered from when I babysat him and his younger sister, Jill. It was strange seeing him
Last Updated : 2024-12-11Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories The day I became a fûcking whóre (2)
I was surprised that at 20, Micheal was quite naive about sex and I was strangely proud of myself. Somehow, he wanted this to happen with me. He knew that I wouldn't try to embarrass him when he asked me. As awkward as it was when he initially mentioned what he wanted to do with me, I now realized that he trusted me to be sensitive about it. Soon, my mood began to shift, I felt a sense of responsibility growing within myself. I wanted to please him, not because he paid me. I wanted to please him because I truly cared for him. Maybe not as a boyfriend or someone that I was romantically involved with, but because of something on a deeper level that I didn't quite comprehend fully. He leaned in to kiss me again and as we broke off our kiss, I asked Michael if he wanted to lay down in bed. He gave me a worried look. I asked him what was wrong. Michael suddenly had a fearful expression on his face and told me that he forgot to get condoms. I raised my wrist so that he could she it an
Last Updated : 2024-12-11Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Unholy Affairs With My Sister In-law (1)
Unholy Affairs With My Sister In-law (1)My name is Henry, and for almost two years, I have carried a heavy secret within me. I did something I shouldn't have done. I shouldn't be saying this, but I don't feel any regret over what I did. Well, it's time I shared my story. Now, listen, I love my wife and I always will. However the story I am about to share with you is about my wife's sister, Jennie, and how I fell so damn hard for her. It all started on the day Jennie, my wife's younger sister, got admission into college. Jennie lived with her parents, who were my in-laws, until the year she turned 20. Well, my in-laws were getting older, so they basically asked my wife and I to help them Jennie out whenever she needed it. I enjoyed being of help to my wife's family, especially Jennie.Why? I'll tell you!Jennie reminded of the time when, Ciara, my wife was much younger. She had her sister's striking features. She was naturally sexy, long legs, with a skinny waist and a long, wavy
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Unholy Affairs with my sister-in-law (2)
"So, is everyone set?" Ciara asked loudly from the driver's seat. I could only see the top of her hair from over the large TV between us. "Uh.." I paused, "We are alright. Aren't we, Jen?" I asked her, closing the car door. Jen coughed, "Yeah, I am."Ciara began to drive.~~~~Jennie was as light as a feather, and she still felt soft against the hardness of my body, despite being so fit. It seemed as though each time she leaned back, her body melted into mine.She wore a peach-like fragrance and it felt intoxicating as my nostrils took it in. The car rocked our bodies steadily, and soon she was leaning her head against my shoulder, with her eyes shut. My senses flared as her exposed neck was next to my face. Sleep fled from me and I became wide awake. I was suddenly aware of every curve of her body as she rocked against mine. The deep cut neck of her summer dress gave me a slight bore of her cleavage.It was obvious she didn't even have any bra on because her boobs bounced as the c
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Unholy Affairs with My Sister In-law (3)
"Stop it!" A small voice yelled at the back of my head, yet I continued.I didn't know how to stop myself from rubbing the thick, throbbing head of my cock against her pussy.I didn't know how to stop myself from massaging her soft, right boob with my left hand.Instead, I continued. Her wetness seeped through her panties as she stirred, breathing and moaning harder. She let out a soft moan and rolled her head on my shoulder, her breathing was now directly on my neck. I froze. What if she was only pretending to be asleep? What if she knew exactly what was going on? I could tell from her heavy breathing that she was so fucking aroused by what I was doing to her.My hands remained in the same position as she panted on my shoulders. While my left hand cupped her boobs through her thin dress, my right hand still held my cock. I dug hard on my lower lip as I gently released my cock. Desire flicked through me as I waited for a reaction from her. After a couple of seconds she moved sli
Last Updated : 2024-10-29
Latest chapter
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories The day I became a fûcking whóre (2)
I was surprised that at 20, Micheal was quite naive about sex and I was strangely proud of myself. Somehow, he wanted this to happen with me. He knew that I wouldn't try to embarrass him when he asked me. As awkward as it was when he initially mentioned what he wanted to do with me, I now realized that he trusted me to be sensitive about it. Soon, my mood began to shift, I felt a sense of responsibility growing within myself. I wanted to please him, not because he paid me. I wanted to please him because I truly cared for him. Maybe not as a boyfriend or someone that I was romantically involved with, but because of something on a deeper level that I didn't quite comprehend fully. He leaned in to kiss me again and as we broke off our kiss, I asked Michael if he wanted to lay down in bed. He gave me a worried look. I asked him what was wrong. Michael suddenly had a fearful expression on his face and told me that he forgot to get condoms. I raised my wrist so that he could she it an
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories The day I became a fûcking whore (1)
I don’t really think of myself as a whore. I don’t think I seem like one either. So, it was a little surprising when someone offered me money to have sex with him. The offer came out of nowhere, so sudden and unexpected that I didn’t take it seriously. The funniest part? The offer came from someone I used to babysit while I was in high school.I was at the library, hunched over a stack of books, trying to cram for a midterm when Michael walked in. I didn’t notice him at first, but then I heard someone pull out a chair and sit across from me. “Hey, stranger,” a familiar voice said. Looking up, I blinked in surprise. “Michael? Wow, it’s been a while!” He grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, I figured it was you. Still have your nose buried in books, huh?” I laughed. “Some things never change.” Michael was taller now, leaner too, but he still had the same boyish face I remembered from when I babysat him and his younger sister, Jill. It was strange seeing him
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories She follows her boss home on Christmas eve
CONTINUATION: TARA FALLS FOR HER BOSS ON CHRISTMAS EVE Brian looked over his shoulder and she followed his gaze out the window to the parking lot.There was a light covering of snow on her car, now, as it continued to fall. He angled his head toward the front office, silently communicating that he wanted to take this to his office where it would be more private.Tara nodded, following as he grabbed her hand and led her to his office. They approached the end of the short hallway and Tara couldn't help but laugh as she saw her artwork on Brian's office door.She had stayed after work one day last week to decorate his door with Santa Claus with a very unflattering, but still adorable, picture of Brian's face that made it look like he was saying "Ho, ho, ho!".She had even created three little elves with goofy pictures of Tara and Brian's two medical assistants, Sarah and Kay. It was hilarious and, of course, he loved it. Brian looked back at her and smiled as he realized what she was la
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Tara falls for her boss on Christmas eve (1)
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
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories I need her, again
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
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Holy Fûck, I'm cûmming!
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
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories You have me, Amber. Fûck me.
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
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Hooking up with the sales lady at the shopping mall
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
