Enjoy this short sex theme story of a step mother and her step son's sexual affair.EnjoyBethel's P.O.V.“I was just wondering why there was a picture of me under your pillow. I went to-” Bethel didn't get the rest of the words out of her mouth when Jake her step son pressed his mouth against hers and quickly brought his hands to her tits. Bethel pushed him away from her roughly and looked into his face, Without thinking about what she was doing her hand flew up and smacked him across the face. She didn't feel sorry until she watched him bring his hand to his cheek and rubbed it, his smile gone now....“God, I am so sorry.” Bethel gasped and brought her hand to her mouth. Not only had she felt bad about hurting him, but she felt her pussy coming alive from the smack she had given to him. She licked her lips and still felt the softness of his lips pressed against her mouth.Jake glared at her and was about to get up from the couch when she grabbed his hand quickly. She didn't want him
Part Two“You look so fucking hot like that. Come here I want to show you something. Something that you have already seen.”He says to her, walking to his bed, bethel checked out his ass and couldn't wait to squeeze one of his ass cheeks in the palm of her hand.She sat down on the edge of the bed and watched him move his pillow. She blushed a little when she saw what he was reaching for under the pillow.“You wanted to know why I had this picture of you right? You wanted to know how I got this naked picture of you to begin with.” He asked her softly, sitting down beside her. His cock standing at attention as she tried focusing on his words.“Yes. That was what I wanted to know but you stopped me by kissing me the way you did.” She says staring her head at him. Remembering how it all started.“What did you think when you first saw this picture? I want an honest answer.” He told her, taking in a deep breath.“I thought about talking to your father about it and see what he thought, inste
If you're sensitive to stories like this just know this book is definitely not for you...I don't want my readers to feel uncomfortable, the whole concept regarding this book was created by me . So please no criticism if you don't like the short stories then don't bother reading them.Note that's this book was specifically created for your own pleasure for those of us who has some particular yearnings and hidden desires .Abella P.O.V.I've always preferred older men. They're usually more mature, and there's just something about a man who has his shit together that checks all my boxes.Take Rose's dad for example. Mr. Russell or I mostly call him Mr Zion as have done since i turned 17 is the perfect man for me . I started noticing him a few years ago as more than just my best friend's dad. He'd join us for a swim in their pool, and I'd watch the trail of water sliding down his sculpted chest and abs. Not only is he insanely attractive, but he's sweet and funny-the full package.Call m
A desperate student in need of an A on a course that could affect her GP. A horny female professor in need of a one night stand!Read and enjoy.Camilla Campbell's P.O.V.Camilla stood in the hallway of the English department, hovering around the closed door to Professor Celine's office. Her heart was racing and her nerves were getting the better of her. Her freshman year was coming to a close and she had messed up. Her final paper for Professor Celine’s class had been a total failure, and it was going to ruin Camilla ’s GPA. Worse still, her ruined GPA would mean her academic scholarship would be in jeopardy. The whole thing was just one big nightmare.Pacing back and forth, waiting for her turn, she could only think of the disappointment her family would feel for her failure. She had worked so hard to get that scholarship, and one botched term paper could bring everything crashing down. Could she even afford to continue at school if she lost her scholarship? She didn’t know. All sh
Professor Martin's P.O.V.My cock was so hard that I couldn't move, It wasn’t my fault, though. My student, Cassie, thought it would be funny to show up to class with no panties today. Cassie is a beautiful sexy girl with her chocolate thighs that looked so delicious. I didn’t get a good glimpse at her pussy, but I saw plenty of her ample backside. It looked so bitable and fuckable, like the strippers in the club I was going to go to my office and just help myself but I decided to give her a chance to explain herself.“I just forgot to wear underwear today,” Cassie said coyly.“You don’t really expect me to believe that, do you?” I replied, my cock still hard as fuck!“I don’t know Professor Winfield. You tell me.”She says her eyes swaying in a seductive manner. I have had enough of her smart ass mouth. She could be one of my most promising students if she wanted to be, but she would rather fuck with me all day. Class had only been in session for three weeks and she blew her first ex
Having a sex crush on your neighbor isn't an easy ordeal and tonight Katherine is willing to put an end to it!!Finally she has the boldness to go to Grey, well if she hadn't seen him escorting a woman who looked like a supermodel she wouldn't have gotten the courage to go to him!Finally her wet dreams will be a reality!Katherine Jackson's P.O.V.The friendly doorman opens the glass doors, welcoming me into the warmth. I thank him before stuffing the empty alcohol bottle into a nearby trashcan then saunter into the elevator in the apartment.I had taken a bottle of whiskey as a boost of confidence, I can't turn back now!I already punched the button to his apartment floor. Oh God, what if he’s sound asleep and is upset that I’ve woken him? What if he isn’t even at home? What if he suddenly kicks me out since he didn’t invite me over! What if he doesn't want me there. I really didn’t think this through. Damn me and my impulsiveness! Damn that liquid courage! The Ding from the eleva
Two partners trying to get in tone once again after so much distance, will their similarities in their sex life bring them back together!Rosalia's P.O.V.Breathe,” I heard someone saying, as if through a wall. “Breathe, Rosalia. Can you hear me?” The voice was growing clearer by the moment.I felt my stomach cramping and I threw up, coughing and spitting out something salty.“Thank God! Can you hear me, baby girl?” Giovanni asked, stroking my hair.I managed to open my eyes and saw Giovanni hovering above me, soaking wet. He had his clothes on but had apparently lost his shoes. I watched him, unable to say anything. There was a roar in my head and the sun was blinding me. Someone passed us a towel and Giovanni wrapped me in it and took me in his arms. He carried me across the yacht, through all the decks, until we reached a bedroom, where he put me down. I was still in shock, utterly clueless about what had happened. Giovanni was drying my hair, looking at me with eyes filled with wo
Diana's P.O.V.It was a stormy afternoon, or a cold storny breezy afternoon. Again the news had failed in getting the weather correct. Instead of a sunny afternoon it turned out to be a breezy stormy afternoon. Diana hated how the wind was hitting against her window. She was under her covers in bed and was shivering just hearing the storm outside made her shiver in fear and cold.Diana was glad that she wasn't at the house by herself. Her mother had gotten stuck at work for the evening because of the storm and she didn't want to risk driving home in it so she was with her step-father who was downstairs and watching the news. That was the last place she had seen him before she came up to her room. The light was off, but her television was on and her favorite program was showing. As she kept her brown eyes fixed on the television set, it flickered off for a moment and then came right back on. Diana began twirling her long brown hair between her fingers, something she did when she was bo