Todos los capítulos de Sinful Lust Stories: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

 Theme: ONE NIGHT STAND “Fuck that pussy harder!” The blonde let out a throaty moan as the man pounded her pussy from behind. She arched against him, throwing her head back to look up at him.  He was everything Ronica had ever dreamed of and more. He had a dark scar on the right side of his face that looked severe, especially when he squeezed his face in a concentrated frown. Tattoos marked his arms and shoulders, making him look altogether sexy.  She had set her eyes on him at the club the minute she walked in. There had been something so attractive about the dark, scarred man sitting alone in the VVIP corner of the club, giving death glares to anyone and everyone who passed. It had turned her on. Her pussy creamed like the shameless slut she was when she saw him knock back his drink, hot whiskey in one swallow, and she knew she had to have him.  

 Theme: Fucking the husband and his best friend Cool air from the air conditioner whipped against Leah's exposed pussy, making her shudder. She was currently on her back with her legs drawn back over her chest. Her hands gripped her legs to keep her pussy exposed. Just being in that position, facing the door and knowing what was coming for her made her sopping wet.   Her husband, Mike, had instructed her to welcome him that way. Mike was quite demanding and Leah didn't particularly have a problem with it. She loved being told what to do anyway. She wasn't the type to be adventurous on her own, but having a husband who tested her boundaries made her excited.    She sighed lustily, feeling her pussy clench with need. She wished he would hurry up. He had said he had a nice surprise for her and felt her asshole pucker in anticipation. The last 'surprise' he had given her was getting her ass f

THEME: PUNISHED BY STEP DADDY "Where have you been?"  Blair jumped in fright, turning around to see her stepfather, Draco, seated on the couch. He was every bit as domineering as the day she had first met him in her mother's bed.   She had just arrived from college a year ago, to see Draco laid out on the bed in her mother's room, naked, while Blair's mom knelt beside him, struggling to take all of his cock deep in her mouth.  Draco had seen her standing at the door. She had been blown away by his impressive body, despite his obvious older age, and also by the burning look in his brown eyes.   The sight had been so erotic to Blair that she had gotten horny and masturbated to it for weeks, wishing she was in her mother's place, sucking on Draco's huge cock. Then her mother announced that she was getting married to Draco and Blair had never felt so jea

 "Truth or Fuck?"  "Jerry? That's the best game you could come up with?"  It was a college party of five people. Jerry, Kate, Lindon, and Layla had been friends since freshman year. Although Lindon and Layla were siblings- they were foster siblings. Their foster parents had taken them in when they were kids and renamed them because they always wanted to have twins- it didn't help that they looked nothing alike.  Lincoln had his typical American boy next door look. His blonde hair, blue eyes, and happy smile made him the star of the group while his sister Layla was a dark-haired beauty with small squinting eyes and small pink lips.   The siblings were quite close—perhaps a little too close, considering Lincoln currently had his head on Layla's thighs, lying sprawled out on the floor while she toyed with his eyebrows.  &

 Claire’s POV “How long will the session last?” I asked the tall, sexy, six foot male, standing at my door. A blush crimsoned my face, not just because he was a very good looking man but because of why he was here. “Until the lesson is learnt,” Enrique Momon, as he had called himself on the website, replied with a grin. I swallowed when I saw the way his biceps flexed when he folded his arms. He looked around before arching a brow. “I am all for teaching you, outside, Claire. If that is your thing.”  “W-What? N-No,” I flushed, aware that he had only been teasing, yet unable to help myself. What on earth was I doing? I had asked myself that question two days ago, when I signed up on the Erotic Tutor website. The thought of an absolute stranger helping me be less frigid– as my ex had so graciously put it– was terrifying