All Chapters of Sinful Desires(steamiest Short stories): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Jessie was concentrated on the drive ahead of her, driving down Highway 1 heading South to Big Sur. Traffic was heavy but steady and she was making good progress.The family log cabin was there, situated in a wonderful, secluded area in the mountains. There was nothing but breathtaking views, clean air, the Pacific ocean and of course, the wildlife. It was a good place to get away from the hectic pace of city life and just chill and recharge the batteries.She was really looking forward to spending a few sunny days vacation at the cabin. It really was beautiful this time of year.Feelings of excited trepidation made her tummy do tumble turns when she remembered why she was heading out to her "get- away." She smiled again, feeling a little wicked.She'd never done anything like this before. She was actually going to meet "Steelhead," her online lover and spouse, for the very first time.That wasn't his real name of course. It was Chad. Chad, a strong, sexy name, just like him or that

Chad was going to take his time and enjoy this, after his initial licks he backed off and began to kiss Jessie's thighs. His lips and tongue made small circles on one thigh, then the other, each time moving in a little closer to her sex. He could sense Jessie was in an extreme state of arousal and would climax almost instantly if he worked her too soon.He paused to pull off his shirt then Chad returned to the task at hand. "Mmm this is better than I thought", he smiled to himself. Kneeling in front of her, he gently lifted her ass up and placed a throw pillow underneath the small of her back, propping her hips up.He pushed her legs wide open, her wet pussy ready for his special attention. With his right hand he gently spreads Jessie's lips open with two fingers, then with his left index finger begins to tap Jessie's clitoris gently."Oh my God," Jessie's mind screamed silently and her flushed body produced a monumental amount of lubrication straight to her sex. Dripping with her

It was shaping up to be another boring night at home, scrolling through the Tinder feed. I knew it was bad because I was seeing women I’d already passed on weeks or even days before. Clearly the site was running out of women in my local area. And there was only so many times I could play around with my profile, adding or deleting photos...fiddling with my bio... rethinking my likes. No matter what changes I made, though, the women never seemed to ‘like’ me back. On the rare times they did, the conversations never went anywhere. Typically it’d be me asking about them, perhaps getting a response before a ghosting, but more than likely just no message at all. And the women that ‘liked’ me first, well...I just wasn’t interested in their profiles. Usually they’d be older than me, or out of shape or heavy into smoking or drinking. I’d spent the better part of the year getting into shape, quitting drinking, and I hadn’t smoked in years. It’s not that I had really high standards – I didn’t

I spread my legs wider as he teases me through my panties. Running his knob up and down my pussy lips before he grunts and pushes it against them, spreading them so that his knob can meet my clit.I push it away weakly.“You want daddy’s cock inside of you. I can see it in your eyes.” He tells me.I whine at him and bite down on my lip.He squeezes my tit and that’s when the milking begins. He grunts as each stream hits his mouth, and he drinks it down greedily.“That feels good, god. Don’t stop.” I whine at him.He brings his knob down to my hole. Not removing the panties and slowly slipping it into me. I shake my head no, as he nods his head.“Trust me.” He moans and yanks on my tit, making me cry out louder.I don’t push him away. I feel his knob slipping in and out of me and relax. I feel my pussy getting wetter. Suckling his knob “Daddy, fuck, oh fuck me!” I scream at him as he starts milking both of my tits at the same time. Each creamy stream is hitting his mouth.“Yeah?” He g

I hated Shopping at the best of times, but Saturday afternoon, this was a bad idea. I'd fought my way through the crowds which seemed to be growing ever bigger and was amazed that I had managed to catch a glimpse of her. Cathy was a friend of a friend who I didn't know that well but we'd met a few times before.I wasn't surprised to see her in one of the designer shops, she was always quite particular about her appearance, or at least she was every time i'd seen her. I went in to say hello and she seemed genuinely pleased to see me. After the usual polite conversation made when meeting someone she asked if I could help her out with something. 'Anything you like!' I answered, with eyebrows raised. Our past meetings usually ended up with a little flirting, nothing serious as we are both attached but fun, nevertheless. I followed her towards the rear of the shop. She was carrying three pairs of trousers, all typically her, smart and expensive looking. She handed me her bag and asked i