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Heated 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
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-21Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Teased by my roommate's girlfriend (3)
I reached forward and grabbed an edge of the fabric between two fingers, as if it were something dirty. I raised it up in front of my face for a better look. I couldn't see much in the dim light, so I brought it closer. Then I smelled it. Or rather, I smelled her.I had never been near a woman's sexual organ before. It was as if lightbulbs went off in my brain, like smelling a rose for the first time or tasting chocolate. My penis throbbed so intensely that I thought it might explode right then and there. I quickly brought the fabric closer to my nose, accidentally brushing it against my upper lip. Shocked, I felt the wetness and pulled it away in disgust. Yet the scent lingered, transferring to the skin below my nose. I wanted to hate it because it belonged to Mackenzie, but I couldn't deny it-I was blown away. In that moment, my brain finally connected the dots. If all these clothes and underwear were out here, then they must have been naked in his room! Was Greg actually having
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-21Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Teased by my roommate's girlfriend (4)
Spurt after spurt came out, soaking Mackenzie's panties. The lace provided amazing friction but did little to contain my semen. I caught what I could in my hand to avoid a mess on the carpet.Oddly, her teasing voice from earlier echoed in my head: You should totally come... best not leave a mess.* Just thinking about her words made my dick pump and squirt more.A haze settled over my mind, leaving me completely relaxed. That’s when I heard Greg’s voice:“Damn, that was so fuckin’ awesome! You’re so goddamn hot, Mackenzie!”With a jolt, I remembered I was crouched at his bedroom door, holding my dick in my hand, her panties drenched with my cum. Panicked, I ducked down and awkwardly crawled back to my room on two legs and one hand, keeping the mess off the carpet.Once inside, I stood up and carefully closed the door, holding the handle to avoid the latch clicking. I couldn’t decide which would be worse—her telling Greg or teasing me about it. Either way, it would be humiliating. Luck
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-21Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Teased by my roommate's girlfriend (5)
Whatever the reason, I stayed on the floor, quietly struggling to pull my hand free. I tugged at her calf with my other hand, noticing how thick and firm it was, yet how soft her skin felt under my fingertips. Despite the pain, she didn’t budge.“Did you see Danny almost pitched a no-hitter yesterday?” Mackenzie asked, as if nothing was happening below the table.“Wow, that’s cool. I missed that,” Greg replied, his mouth full. “Everything okay down there, Sprout?”Just as he spoke, Mackenzie raised her foot. I scrambled to my feet.“Um, yeah, got it all,” I mumbled, holding up the dirty paper towel as if to prove my work. Turning quickly, I dropped it into the trash.Mackenzie snickered, and Greg chimed in. “Great eggs as usual, Sprout! I’m gonna throw on some sweats for the gym. Mac, we can stop by your place so you can change.”He stood, taking his plate to the sink.“Can you pour me some coffee first, babe?” Mackenzie asked sweetly.“Sure,” Greg replied.He filled a mug and set it
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-21Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Dominated by Her Feet (1)
Dominated by Her Feet (1)Continuation of the Previous Story: Teased by My Roommate's Girlfriend.(All characters are 18 or older.)---I sat, completely lost, as the professor droned on about details of *Hamlet* I didn’t care to know. We were in the main English department lecture hall, a massive auditorium that could hold hundreds. I’d picked a seat in the second-to-last row, hoping to avoid being called on. The cranky old professor loved throwing impossible questions at random students. If he directed one at me, I was sure I’d look like a complete fool. As a computer science major, I’d avoided completing the required liberal arts credits for as long as possible. My academic advisor had suggested I’d find Shakespeare interesting.Damn!I made a mental note to change advisors. I tried to focus, but my mind drifted to the events of the previous day. Mackenzie, my roommate’s girlfriend, had jerked me off in front of an open refrigerator while Greg, my best friend and roommate, wa
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-22Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Dominated by her feet (2)
"You there!" a voice called out from below.I turned quickly and saw the professor staring in my direction. I froze, like a deer in headlights. Mackenzie’s feet slid slowly off my back.I gingerly pointed a finger at my chest, mouthing, "Me?""Yeah, you, the little guy up near the top," the old coot said matter-of-factly.Behind me, I heard Mackenzie stifle a laugh at the teacher's diminutive description.“To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not be false to any man,” the professor quoted with dramatic flair.I listened, feeling a flicker of hope. At least I recognized the passage."So, Mister, ah…" The teacher trailed off, clearly searching for my name.“Saplinger, sir,” I offered politely, even though we’d never spoken.“Ah, Mr. Saplinger,” he said as though the name had been on the tip of his tongue. “Tell us, how are we, the audience, meant to take these words, having come from the lips of none other than Polonius?”“Um, awesome advice, s
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-22Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Dominated by her feet (3)
As my thoughts whirred, I noticed an unfamiliar taste in my mouth. I suddenly gagged as I realized it was the residue of Mackenzie's toes lingering on my tongue. I spat on the ground several times, but it just wouldn't go away. It felt like she was still right there, grasping my hair, holding me in place, mercilessly shoving her foot in and out of my mouth. Laughing at me. I looked up and saw I was near the Student Union. There was a food court downstairs. If I ate something, maybe the taste would go away. I walked briskly inside and made for Wendy's. Two equal-length lines formed at the registers, so I picked one and waited. The smell of burgers grilling filled the air, tempering the flavor of Mac's filth and calming my nerves. At the counter, I quickly ordered a Junior Bacon Cheeseburger, fries, and a Frosty, figuring one or all of them would provide relief. I pulled out my wallet and paid cash. As I started to put it back in my pocket, a voice called out. "Hey, seedling,
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-23Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Dominated by her feet (4)
I looked down at the thin streak. It had slid past her ankle and was creeping onto the top of her foot, dangerously close to the strap. My eyes flicked back to Mackenzie. She was holding my wallet in her hand, resting it mockingly on her knee.I thought about grabbing it. What if I missed? What if she tossed it into a trash can? I'd be stuck replacing everything—my license, student ID, ATM card. No way. I couldn’t take that risk.I looked again at the Frosty drip. It was now or never.With a sinking feeling, I lowered my head and stuck out my tongue. I snagged the chocolatey droplet just before it reached her sandal strap. Flattening my tongue, I licked up her foot, following the trail up her smooth skin."Ugh," I thought. The lotion's taste mixed with the Frosty, making my stomach churn.But something else stirred. My pants grew tighter as my body betrayed me.I reached the end of the streak but, lost in the moment, I kept licking. My tongue slid further up her leg.Suddenly, a hand
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-23
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Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Slow thrusts, soft moans
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss*****He slid his cock from her hand and pushed into her again, making her throw her head back and grunt. He started fucking her hard and fast, but she put a hand behind her and on his stomach."Not like this anymore," she pleaded. "I can't stand up anymore.""Okay," he said.Then, without hesitation he put his hands on her waist and turned her around facing him and lifted her up onto the counter. She put her hands behind her onto the counter to hold herself up as he moved between her legs, shoving her dress up to her waist. He pulled her closer to the edge of the counter and then looking down, he watched as he slid back into her easily and smoothly, the counter at a perfect height.She spread her legs around him and he laid his hands on her thighs as he thrust in and out of her, pulling out until the head started to emerge than shoving back into her, threatening to pushing her further onto the counter so she had to hold herself up to the
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Spread those legs for me !
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss With a few slow, deliberate strokes he kept sliding further and further into her, until his pelvis met her butt and she felt her pussy stretched and filled by his cock, wonderfully stretched and filled.She gripped him tightly, not wanting to let him go, wanting him deep inside of her."Oh god," he groaned, holding still, his hands holding her waist tightly, her dress draped over his wrists, so he could see her bare firm ass and his solid erection disappearing inside of her.He trembled at just the sight of the penetration and the feel of her tight pussy was making him want to come already. He sighed and tilted his head back, letting himself calm down.Fiona didn't move, feeling him on the edge, and just waited for him to regain control and move again. She looked back over her shoulder at him, tossing her hair to the side.His face was intense with concentration, looking down at their joining. He looked up at her, met her gaze, and his fa
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Dripping wet for her husband's boss
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss "Just thought I'd come in and talk to you," he replied. He glanced back into the living room. "I think Phil has run out of conversation.".She followed his gaze and saw her husband slouched in his favorite chair, head tilted to the side, mouth slightly open, snoring.She smiled softly. He looked so peaceful, though it was a scene she'd seen countless times before. "Sorry about that," she said, turning back to Tim. "He works long hours. Well, you know that already." "Yeah, I do," he said with a knowing smirk. Tim swirled the ice in his glass before taking a long drink and setting the glass down on the counter. He leaned in just a little closer, his voice dropping to something lower, almost conspiratorial. "If I were him, I wouldn't work such long hours, leaving a beautiful wife like you alone." She raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a half-smile. "I’m not alone that much. I work too, you know." He gave a slight shrug, his
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories She's a sexy flirt!
CONTINUATION: ENTERTAINING HER HUSBAND'S BOSS "Dinner's almost ready," she said louder. "Make the drinks and keep our guest company while I finish up."With a groan Phil walked to a cabinet to retrieve two glasses, added ice, and poured in some bourbon. He took the drinks back to the living room with a final look at his wife."Here's your drink," she heard him say, "Oh, and let me take your coat. And have a seat wherever you want.""Well, let me say hello to Fiona first," Tim said.Fiona was dropping the spaghetti into the boiling water when she heard Tim walk across the living room and into the dining area that was separated from the kitchen by the short part of the L-shaped counters. He leaned forward and just looked at her for a few seconds.Fiona didn't say anything as she added salt to the pasta and put on the pot lid, then turned to him."Hi, Fiona," he finally said, a big smile on his lips."Hi, Dean McLaughlin," she said."Oh, just call me Tim," he said."All right, Tim, how
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Entertaining her husband's boss (1)
Fiona looked at herself in the floor length mirror. She lightly ran her fingers through her long wavy dark hair, parted down the middle, brushing it onto her tanned bare shoulders.She looked at her make-up, pursing her lips to make sure there wasn't too much red lipstick, and then checking the light black eyeliner and blue eye shadow that complimented her deep blue eyes.She leaned back and ran her hands over the tight black dress that hugged her fit but curvaceous figure. Thin straps went over her bare shoulders, invisible with her hair draped over her shoulders. The neckline was cut down possibly too low, revealing her ample cleavage but she smiled and pushed her breasts together, amplifying the effect.The dress hugged her hips and butt tightly then stopped short at mid-thigh revealing her long toned legs, clad in stockings. The dress was tight enough to see the garter belt beneath the dress, clipped to her stockings.The black heels were toeless with straps around her ankles and
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories So f*cking tight!
Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!There was another painful thrust, and she whimpered. The dick paused, still stretching her ass painfully. The pain subsided a little until the dick pressed deeper into her bottom.Helen almost shouted for him to stop, but the burning eased again. Another painful thrust, another whimper. It seemed to last forever, with repeated waves of pain that subsided, so she felt pleasantly replete.Finally, she felt a hairy groin press against her bum cheeks."That's it; that's all I've got," Chris said.Helen moaned. The remaining pain slowly ebbed away.Her entrance was stretched wide, and she felt incredibly full, but it felt okay; better than okay, it felt fantastic. She wiggled her arse, exploring the delicious feeling of fullness the movement evoked.Strong hands stroked her bum. "God, your arse is so fucking tight." Chris paused. "You've never done this before, have you?"Helen shook her head. "No."Chris snorted. "Sorry, the way you came on
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories First time Anal?
Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!********************"That's it, pound that slutty pussy!" Another person yelled. I'm not a slut! Helen thought as waves of pleasure crashed through her. She was slowly building towards orgasm and her moans were much louder now, even muffled by the engorged dick in her mouth.Behind her, Chris growled softly. "I'm about to cum."Hot cum flooded her pussy.Three more vicious thrusts jetted more hot spunk into her tight minge, and she felt it oozing down her legs, but she was disappointed.She hadn't gotten to her climax yet, and she felt her arousal fade as Chris withdrew his dick.A voice laughed. "Sloppy seconds for you, Andy. What a filthy slut!"She felt insulted, then realised she was willingly allowing two men to fuck her. More than willingly, she yearned for them to pound her hard.Perhaps, I am a slut. She wondered. Andy pulled his rigid dick from her mouth. Then, Helen shot a glance at her audience once more as Chris and An
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Taken at the car park by four men! (1)
(This story contains themes of forced sex and domination. Do not read if you may find this triggering.)The pub was already crowded when they arrived. Helen found a table in one corner, as far from the band as possible; bands were notoriously loud here.She scanned the room. It was brimming with hot blokes, and she remembered the local rugby match that afternoon, so the pub was full of the players.She grinned. Rugby was her favourite spectator sport because the men looked incredibly fit and muscular. She had had many vivid fantasies about them.Suddenly, she was glad Kim had insisted on coming. Tonight, she vowed she'd get laid by one of them. After Ken had deflowered her and then refused to fuck her again, she'd had little opportunity for sex, thanks to exams and such, so Ken was still the only man she'd slept with. Helen was desperate.She scanned the room again, picking out a group of four good-looking lads. She looked for Kim, not wanting to abandon the shy girl amidst this preda
Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Wild step with AUNT CLAIRE
CONTINUATION: MY CHRISTMAS WISH"I'm a virgin; I've never been past 2nd base." I said slightly louder, but with even less conviction. "What's 2nd base?" "Ah, ah, um, we made out. Kissed and she gave me a hand job. I got to rub her tits and pussy." Again, as soon as the words left my mouth I regretted them. 'Tits and pussy', such a high school thing to say. "Relax sweetie, we are going to change all that tonight." Suddenly, a hallway light came on. We both held our breath as footsteps began to move towards us. "I'll jump in the shower; you head back to your room." Clair whispered in a commanding voice. As I started to leave the bathroom, she touched my arm, "We will finish this later Alex." I thought my cock would explode right then. This woman, so sexy it hurt to look at her, promising me we would finish what we just started. I walked out into the hallway to see my father headed towards me. He was dressed in boxers. "Trouble sleeping?" Dad asked in a hushed voice. "Huh?" I
