All Chapters of WILD PLEASURE {short stories}: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 3: Valerie’s Momentous DecisionShe thought about Marcus that night, and the next day. What would those large hands feel like sliding down her back, squeezing her breasts, caressing her inner thighs? She dressed like she had the day before, in a short skirt and skimpy blouse, and went to the corner bar. It was a bit of a dive for a college town but nonetheless attractive to the fraternity and sorority crowd. Nursing a gin and tonic, she idly wondered if Marcus was in a fraternity. With his pedigree, he had to be.She’d arrived during happy hour, and the bar was half empty, but evening had arrived and it began filling up. What was Marcus doing tonight? She’d had a couple drinks, just enough to make her feel horny and, she knew, little enough that she’d still be able to enjoy herself, given the chance.Oh, what the hell.She called him. “It’s Valerie,” she said.“Who?”Valerie’s heart sank. “Miss Dewhurst.”“Oh! Valerie! So, have you considered my offer?”She grimaced inwardly.

Chapter 5: And Ye Shall Receive...Or Shall Ye?Marcus thrust into her wet hole, and she wrapped her legs around him as he penetrated deeper. He was thick, and she felt him sliding his whole length as she’d never felt with Rob. She felt stretched, but pleasantly so; her lubrication made her vagina very accommodating at this moment.They fell into a rhythm, slowly at first. Marcus thrusting his cock in her, Valerie meeting him with her hips. She kissed his neck, and found that a spot below his ear made him shiver in delight. He growled then, and held her hands against the bed, tight in his own. He thrust harder, almost angrily, and Valerie rose to meet him, slamming her pelvis into his. She wanted him inside her as deeply as possible. Every time they met, Valerie felt the pressure push against her clit, heightening her arousal.Valerie tried to pull her hands away from Marcus’. He shook his head and pulled out of her abruptly, sliding down to the end of the bed. Valerie was about to com

My underwear was next to go, and no amount of cursing or pulling at the waistband was about to stop it. So there I was, pinned to the sofa, with no idea what was going to happen next, my underwear hanging down around my ankles. ‘Was this how the authorities were going to find me in the morning,’ I thought. It’s funny what your mind thinks under intense stress. Instead of worrying about what was going to happen next, I imagined them entering the home and seeing me naked on the sofa with God knows what done to my body. I cringed at the telephone call to my family and them having to identify my weirdly mutilated body. Suddenly, I was shocked back into reality.It felt like a moist mouth had engulfed my flaccid penis! Straining against my invisible restraints, I looked down to see my limp cock standing up away from my body and being manipulated by some unseen force. The fear was overwhelming and I began to panic at what was going on. I kept opening and closing my eyes hoping it was just a

Watching mom nod her head in agreement while cleaning out the refrigerator, I did exactly what he said. With one hand on the table and the other hand on the head of the ghost under it, I guardedly leaned back to enjoy and came with a shuddering climax.“Oh my God that was good!” I involuntarily moaned.“It was only breakfast dear,” replied my Mother, head still buried in the vegetable bin.Shocked back into my surroundings, I quickly closed my mouth, and mumbled some unintelligible nonsense.The arousing, awkward moment passed. How I managed to survive their sensual assault without detection was a miracle. With that in mind, Ihurriedly zipped up my trousers, finished what was on my plate and carried it to the sink. Darting up the stairs, I was grateful that the Ghosts hadn’t tried to keep me in the kitchen chair for a repeat performance. In fact, I had the distinct feeling that they left as soon as I had ejaculated into their waiting mouths under the table.Reaching my bedroom, I sat

Using my bare foot to set the chair swing in motion, I sat on the back porch rocking and sipped my steaming coffee as I watched the sunrise. The air was cool but I really didn’t mind, it was refreshing and I needed its bracing effect to clear my mind. Turning to glance at my wristwatch, I wasn’t surprised to see that it was only 6 o’clock. After Tania left last night, I was only able to grab a few hours’ sleep, after all who could sleep when I had so much on my mind. The foremost being where had my spectral visitors gone to, and if they came back how was I going to get rid of them. That’s why I was sitting here staring into space trying to figure out what to do.I found it hard to believe that the woman I had secretly cared for the last couple of years was now my girlfriend. Most men my age would have tons of experience by now, but I didn’t, but even with the little I had, I knew the sex last night was incredible. She didn’t know about the ghosts joining in when I was making love to h