All Chapters of Sinful Desires(steamiest Short stories): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“You are Jeb Carson?” She asked again. “The Jeb Carson who wrote to me?”“The one and the same. Miss Delilah Harris.” The rancher replied, smoothing down his graying mustache. “Or should I say Mrs. Delilah Carson.”Jeb Carson, one of the more successful cattle ranchers in the small town of Jorgen Creek sat across the table, looking at the young woman from the big city back East. His mail order bride had arrived by stage coach earlier that evening. She looked every bit the young, nubile city girl her black and white picture he held in his hands depicted.“You looked a lot younger in the picture you sent me, Mr. Carson.” She eyed him suspiciously.“That’s an old one taken a few years ago.” He said, smiling slightly. “It’s too gosh darn expensive to have a picture taken out here, you know.”“Well, I didn’t think you were so much older than I am.” The young woman looked around the sparse room. “Are you the owner of the Carson Cattle Ranch?”“Sure, I am... it has my name on it, doesn’t i

Her soft flesh stung like the Devil as welts began to form where his hard fingers had struck. She felt him caress her gently, kneading and massaging her yielding softness.“There, there, my dear.” He said soothingly. “Daddy’s not so bad. Daddy’s going to make it better now.”“You call this punishment.” She yelled suddenly. “You old coot, why I’ve had better spankings from my ninety year old school marm.”“Is that so?” He laughed. “She must have had hands that could wrestle a prize bull by its horns then.”“Yeah, they sure hurt more than your little princess' soft hands.” Delilah screamed.“Ah, here, let me take my gloves off.” He laughed.Delilah sucked in her breath with a sudden gasp as she felt his iron hard palm smack across her tender butt again. This time his little finger struck at her naked pussy, suddenly making the familiar sensation of pleasure mingle with the pain. She wriggled her hips, eager to spread her legs and expose more of her.“How do you like that, you little mi

It was April 1974, Chuck was sitting at the bar on the lobby floor of the Royal Colony Hotel in Atlanta, Georgia having a drink. He was there from the West Coast attending a seminar learning about a new scanning system used in scanning tests in school systems across the country. Chuck was an operations manager for a school forms company. It was shortly after 9:00pm when a nice looking lady about the same age as Chuck walked up and sat down in the bar chair next to him. Chuck wondered if she was a working girl, although she certainly wasn't dressed like it.Suddenly she ask, "Are you from out of town?" "Yea", Chuck said, "West Coast. I'm here for a seminar." as he sipped on his drink. "I'm here because I wanted to get out of the house," she said. "My kids are at their grandparents in Florida this week as they are on spring break." Chuck looked at the ring finger on her left hand and could see the discoloration where her wedding ring had been. "What about your husband?" Chuck asked as

Chuck moved her so she was now laying the length of the bed. He was setting on his feet with her ass on his thighs. The head of his fully erect cock was lying about were he had put the hickey on her groin. Sylvia was humping her ass a little as she laid there. "What's the matter Bitch, is my Slut horny for this cock? You Bitch," he said, "You're still cumming." as he ran his finger in an out of her cunt. "Please put it in. Oh please I need it so bad. I want to feel it in me." Chuck laughed and said, "It, what's an it. I don't know what an it is. Tell me Slut." Sylvia was breathing hard as she said, "Please, oh please, I want that big hard cock. Please, please Fuck me." Chuck reached down and and swabbed the head of his cock up and down between the lips of her cunt. "Where do you want it Bitch." As Sylvia shuddered she begged, "In my cunt, please put it in my in my cunt. I can't stand any more teasing. Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh Gggggoddddddd," she cried as Chuck thrust the head of his co

My name is Betty and at the ripe old age of fifty, my husband Jim and I decided to sell our big four bedroom house and move into a condo so we wouldn't have to worry about it when we went away on trips. Our three kids had moved away to college and my husband was semi retired, but still did some consulting work in the software industry. Many of his trips I would tag along and we'd make a mini vacation out of it, but lately, I've decided during the nicer weather to stay at home and enjoy putting around in the rooftop garden and laying by the rooftop pool of our condo.I've been a stickler for fitness my whole life and I either play tennis or jog nearly every day. It's great for keeping my thighs, calves and butt toned and tight. I'm nearly 5'9", 140#, brown hair (with auburn highlights) and brown eyes. Many of the guys in the fitness room of our condo remark at how young I look and are surprised when I tell them I'm fifty! When the weather is lousy, I'll spend two or three hours in t