All Chapters of LOST IN LUST {steamiest short stories}: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CHAPTER 2“That’s good, Abby, that’s good,” James said.They both breathed loudly and began to sweat. Nick was immersed in the scene, his breath growing louder in sync with the actors as his penis hardened inside of his pants. He couldn’t help but mimic James in his head. That’s good, Olivia, that’s good.As Nick breathed heavily, Diego pulled the boom mic away from the actors.“Hey Nick, you good? I think I’m picking you up through the mic.”Nick set the camera down. He didn’t realize how sweaty and warm he’d become. The actors stared at him in confusion, James’ penis still inside Olivia.“Uh, I... Take five everyone. I need to piss.”Nick rushed to the nearest bathroom without another word and locked the door behind him. He stood in front of a wide mirror in a spacious bathroom, facing the reflection of a man with a mountainous lump in his pants. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to release the beast that could no longer be restrained.If only Olivia could see how hard he w

CHAPTER 2“Uuuhhh...”His orgasm was spectacular. A huge stream of cum squirted out of his tip and splashed onto me. Then another stream shot out. And another. While I finished rubbing him to help him climax, I shook his penis so that the semen squirted everywhere. It shot onto his pants, onto the chair’s arm, past the chair and onto the deck floor, and all over my shirt. We were absolutely covered in sticky white cum. It was like it had rained semen. I took my hand off his penis and cum dripped from my hand. It was all at least ten times the normal amount he'd ever made.“Jesus Christ,” he said.“This isn’t even the best part. Look.”After unloading like that, he should’ve been limp and deflated. Buthis penis was still hard and raring to go.I asked, “You ready for another round?”“Oh shit... hell yeah.”I was so ready to be drenched in more of his cum. I threw mysoaked shirt off, climbed off of him, and knelt down in front of him. My husband pushed forward to the edge of the chair

CHAPTER 2 As she turned and walked back down the small slope, it didn't take much imagination for Bree to picture the look on Matilda's face. This hadn't been the first time she and Valerie had ruined the chairwoman's plans, but it was probably going to be the last. Next term, Kellie, and Valerie's son, Mark, would be moving on to Junior High and both North Cambridge and Matilda Dougherty would be things of the past. Of the two, she would only miss one.Forty minutes later, Bree pulled her 2002 Ford Focus into the driveway of her split level house. Exiting the well worn vehicle with a plastic- covered dress in hand, she took a moment to carefully lock the door. North Cambridge might not be the big city she spent her preteen years in, but it wasn't Mayberry either. Some small town habits were still beyond her.As she stepped up onto the porch, Bree didn't see, at least at first, the figure sitting on the bench just off to the right, hidden from the street by the hedges. It was only wh

CHAPTER 4 On their next to last night at the resort, with the men off on a late night hiking excursion that held little appeal to their wives, Bree and Valerie found themselves at the seaside bar downing shots. After having enough of them to wash away her inhibitions, Bree found herself broaching the subject. As soon as the words had left her mouth, however, she immediately felt that she'd gone too far over the line.To her surprise, rather than be offended, Valerie had laughed and said that if Bree ever really wanted to find out, then she didn't have a problem with her doing so. Thankfully, come the following morning, the question seemed forgotten and Bree chalked it all up to the two of them having been just a bit drunk."You're sure I wouldn't be in the way," Bree asked, bringing a smile to Valerie as she saw her friend was finally at least considering the idea."I just need three or four hours on Saturday to meet with Alfred," Valerie again explained. "Then we'd have the rest of

CHAPTER 6"Other than that one time, we're really not more than roommates, at least in that department.""If that's the case, then I have to ask," Bree said, a slight hesitation in her voice. "What does David do for a sex life? I mean I can't believe he's been celibate for fifteen years."Valerie laughed before answering."Honey, you've seen my husband naked," she replied. "Do you think he has any problem getting laid when the mood strikes him? He just follows the same rules as any other flyboy and keeps his indiscretions at least fifty miles from the flagpole.""Incredible," Bree said as the story came to a close."But true," Valerie concluded, letting a few moments pass before adding, "You know, you're the only person that I've ever told the whole story to.""I'm glad you did," Bree smiled."Now that I have, I am too," Valerie said, returning the smile. "And I'm so glad that you're okay with this. You are okay with it, aren't you?""How could I not be okay with something that makes