All Chapters of Sinful Desires(steamiest Short stories): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I made one of those bold mid-life decisions a few months ago when I decided to leave a company I spent 15 years at to start my own business. The idea of waking up, lounging in my house all day needing only a computer, fax machine and a cell phone to consider it a work day appealed to me. I took my client roster with me and in no time business was a success. One morning, sitting at the breakfast bar in my kitchen, scanning the finance pages on my laptop. It was a lazy, warm day for me as I sat in an undershirt and boxers. This is one of the perks of a home office. Bored from reading about money and more impending financial doom, I decided to jump-start my day with a little p**n surf. A quick click to one of my favorite sites and my eyes were now scanning endless thumbnails of tits and ass. I read a few hot stories and watched a video clip. My cock begged for some attention and so it received as I fantasized into a delightful daze. Something then suddenly caught my eye from outside

It was a dark rainy night, and Carl Watkins was riding home on the bus. He could only think of the cold, lonely apartment that awaited him, of the lonely dinner in front of the TV. He just happened to look up during his dull musings and that's when he saw her looking at him. She was of medium height, dark glossy hair pulled into a ponytail. She had a beautiful figure and was dressed in a tailored suit.Without thinking about it, Carl got up and walked over to her and asked if he could sit down beside her. She nodded. As Carl sat down, she looked at him with such intensity and desire that he almost missed the seat.After Carl had sat down she reached over and placed her hand on his thigh. Not knowing what to do exactly, he put his hand on hers.Continuing to look at him with intense desire, she said, "I need someone tonight. Will you help me?"Carl swallowed and replied, "Sure, what can I do for you?". Even though he already suspected what she wanted."Get off at the next stop with m

Who would've thought she could get so lucky? She had one of the greatest guys around. He took such great care of her. He fulfilled all her needs. He was so handsome, she loved to just sit and look at him. Not only was he great to look at, but he had a great imagination. She loved to play pretend with him. Playing doctor was one of her favorites. But then, that was because he made it so real. He had arranged to borrow Doc's office for today. She was glad it was a Sunday, nobody would be about. She nervously waited on the exam table for him. He had even laid out an exam gown for her, with a note for her to undress, put it on, and wait. She had used the little changing room off to the side to undress, and had folded her clothes neatly. She knew that if she left a mess, he would not be happy with her. She hoped she didn't have to wait long. It was cold in the room, and her nipples were getting hard from the chill. She wanted to rub them, to warm them, but knew that if she started, she

Cam went out with his friends around 7:00 but had a hard time keeping any sort of focus on the evening. All he could think about was Jill, her incredible body with her beautiful breasts, and sweet pussy, and how he just wanted to fuck and suck her all night long, in any position, in any place, in any way. He never knew Jill was such a slut, but now that he had unlocked this secret, all he wanted to do was fuck it forever.Around 9:00 Cam's cell phone rang. He picked it up. "Hello?" To his delight, he heard Jill's voice."Do you want to know what I'm doing right now?" she asked.The silence at the end of the line meant that Cam was starting to breathe heavier and that his other hand had reached into his pants and started to stroke his quickly erect rod."I'm sitting here in my room, naked, with a bottle of lotion and my favorite dildo. I've covered myself in the lotion, and my pussy is so fucking wet.....my dildo's going in and out, in and out........." the phone appeared to be droppe

When my wife told me that she wanted a divorce a year ago, it seemed like the end of the world to me. We'd been together since our sophomore year at college and had gone through the ups and downs of a typical marriage in the nine years since we graduated. I thought we were typical, anyway. What I guess I hadn't realized was that we'd gotten lazy and taken each other for granted.Like most people do over time, we'd each gained some weight - I was carrying a bigger beer belly around than I liked - and our passion for each other had mellowed a bit, I suppose. We worked, we took care of the house, played with our pets and went out on the weekends, like most people. No kids, thank God. I thought (when I bothered to think about it at all) that everything was fine in our marriage until Sharon decided that there should be more to life than this. She asked me to move out and I did. We're still friendly towards each other - there wasn't any cheating or nasty fights, just the decision to not