All Chapters of WILD PLEASURE {short stories}: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I took her hand in mine and massaged it. She studied me with hope, no doubt expecting sympathy. Pretty girls in tears get sympathy, right? Wrong. "So you didn't borrow it. You stole it.""No! I just--""Can I assume you passed your commercial law course?" I didn't wait for an answer. "And now you've caused an accident while committing a felony. I understand why you're concerned." I leaned over her. I put a hand on her thigh while placing her hand, still in mine, on my own thigh. "You're in a serious jam. But I'm happy to help you out."A glimmer of optimism passed over those moist, very green eyes. She didn't know yet how happy my help was going to make me; nor did she seem to notice how physically close we were. "That's... great. Thanks." She lifted her head toward me. Big eyes like emeralds."My guess is that the body work will run at least three grand. Just make out a check to me now and I'll trust you for the rest later when I get the official estimate. Your ex doesn't need to kno

I was in a hotel again, at the end of yet another business trip. Honest, I don't just fly around the country getting laid, and this morning although I was trying to get out early, maybe catch a bit of breakfast, one after another task appeared to keep me at my phone and laptop. Meanwhile my superpower was twitching, but I thought it had gone crazy and maybe wasn't real at all because it trickled up and down my spine instead of the usual place. But it did keep me answering texts and emails, thinking the next would be what my superpower was signaling for. But nothing except work happened.At last I stepped out of my room. At the same moment the door to the room across the hall opened. A man came out dressed in a jogging suit, a bit unusual since this was a business hotel in an industrial district. Everyone else I'd seen around the hotel was dressed as I was, all business. But that wasn't what caught my eye. It was the view into his room. It was a room just like mine, just like all the

I pushed my cockhead between her buns."Okay, okay, you can fuck me. I liked it, I admit it. I loved coming on your licorice stick. Fuck me again and put more sperm in my womb. Make sure I'm good and pregnant. Give me your baby."I re-entered her cunt, slid my cock in and out, getting it nice and slick."Mmm, you like it in there, don't you? You like white pussy. Go ahead, enjoy yourself. Just don't put it in the other place. I'll lick you clean and suck you hard again."I withdrew and pressed into her sphincter. Harder."You black fucker! Not in my ass! No, you can't— ahhh!"I slipped all the way in, in one stroke. It was already lubed. She put her face back into the bed and yelled and yelled while I fucked one of the nicest asses I'd ever seen or felt."Shit, fuck, fuck, oh fuck, help, I'm being raped in the ass by a Black stud!" And on and on at the top of her voice. I might have got worried except that she screamed the words into bed, which muffled them almost to unintelligibility

She was back in a minute holding a man's wallet. "Lookie, dear, see what I found." Cries of thief, etc., penetrated the glass. She knelt down, took a five from the wallet, and stuffed it in my pants. "There. That's fair, isn't it?""Depends on how good a cocksucker you are.""Baby Pie, he wants to know if I'm a good cocksucker! Could you tell him? No, I guess you couldn't. But I can tell you," she said to me as she ran her hand up and down on my meat, "When I'm good, I'm very good, but when I'm bad—" she glanced to the window to make sure hubby was paying attention, then slowly, with her eyes bouncing between me and our audience, pulled my cock into her wide open mouth.Oh those lips! I'd stayed away from overweight women, had turned down several who'd offered various enjoyments. But one slide between this woman's made me realize I'd been too harsh in my judgment. If that sweet face was a big sexual dessert, an erotic puff pastry, then those lips were pure feminine whipped cream. And

“Alright,” said Dr. Stone in a soothing voice, “before I begin, I have to ask about your sexual history. Are you currently sexually active?”Hannah felt her cheeks burn hot in embarrassment. “No,” she said quietly.“Okay, and when were you last sexually active?” “I – I’ve never had sex. I’m a virgin.”“Ah, okay. We’ll only need to take one swab then.”Hannah wasn’t sure what that meant but nodded anyway.“I’m going to begin the exam now, okay, Hannah?”“Okay,” said Hannah, subconsciously tensing her body in preparation.“Try to relax now. You’re going to feel some pressure as I insert a finger into your vaginal opening.”Hannah closed her eyes and breathed out through her mouth. But then, she felt Dr. Stone's finger pushing where no one had ever pushed before, and her breath quickened. Dr. Stone's finger slowly stretched her innocent entrance and penetrated her virgin hole for the first time. Hannah gasped, and then quickly clasped a hand over her mouth to try and hide the sound.Dr.