All Chapters of 69 Dripping Fantasies: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

About ten minutes actually passed without me looking at my computer screen. It had already loaded, that much I knew, so I wasn’t sure why I was hesitating to satisfy my curiosity.“I'm thirty-seven, almost forty,” I reasoned with myself.What could I possibly see that I haven't seen before? What could be on there that would stop me from just closing the window if I wasn't comfortable?“Okay,” I breathed out loud.I finally looked. Like I had already guessed, it was a sex site. Carefully, I scrolled down, and there I saw more indecency than I had ever encountered in my entire life.They seemed to be videos available on the main page, and the preview images told me everything I needed to know.From a group of men with just one woman, to massive cocks, to anal play, a lot of it was stuff I couldn’t even find the words to describe.Okay, so I’ve touched myself plenty of times. Being thirty-seven, it's obvious I had a vibrator to play with whenever I needed a quick release.I’d watched por

Now my husband's dick was good; it wasn't as huge as the deodorant bottle, but it always satisfied me. But the huge one in front of me honestly piqued my curiosity a little. Like, what did it feel like to have a huge fucking cock in you, seven inches stuffing you from all corners that you can't even feel your hole?“You're a natural.” I didn't realize I had been rubbing the tip of the deodorant over my clit until she said that. My mouth was half open, my one hand running into my sweater as I teased myself; fuck, it felt so amazing. “Shit, you didn't even wait for my instructions.” She teased, and I smiled, yes, actually smiled, you know, the naughty smile.“You're so sexy.” I moaned, saying that, my eyes were all over her as she had curled up on the seat, both legs set aside on one side, sitting pretty that if her whole body wasn't in the screen, you would think she was just playing with her phone when her skirt was tucked aside, pink string still hanging on her, and white juice dripp

One person started rubbing the entrance of my pussy, preparing me as if I needed it, even though I was already more than ready. My guard was there watching me as I tried to contain myself; the finger rubbing my pussy seemed to be so thick, and I loved every movement it made.“This is what you wanted, right?” The guards asked, and I nodded, parting my lips as I felt a dick enter me; the hands feeling wet were holding me in place from my waist, and it all just felt good.“Oh yes.” I moaned but answered my guard.“They are not tested, so I hope you know what you're getting into.” He warned, and honestly I felt he was a little late with his stupid advice. Now that I already had a strange dick in me, is it the time he wants to say this?The man inside me groaned, and I felt his nut travel into me, and that did a little to me as I bit my bottom lip, just as he pulled out another, took over, and entered me without cleaning me, his dick swimming in the other one's cum.Now there's nothing mor

The house was quiet; I mean, it was midnight. You might wonder why a married man was in his office at this hour and not his bedroom with his wife. Well, not only was he a workaholic, but this was where he could have his little affairs without his wife knowing.If I count how many times I've come here and how many times I've had sex in his office with the whole house sleeping, you would think I'm insane.The office was spacious and soundproof; it had a bed and bathroom. At this point you may call it his private room because he would go months sleeping here instead of in the bedroom he shared with his wife.When I reached the door, I didn't bother knocking; I was so irritated with him. I hated that he did this just to get me to come and sleep with him since he knew just how much I loved his son.As I closed the door behind me and turned around, I found my father-in-law standing and a girl kneeling beside him; she was sucking him off.From the blonde hair, I quickly recognized her as the

Sure, in all those cases, his mother-in-law supported him; she would go on live interviews and just express how frustrated she was that they were trying to ruin her husband. I didn't think she knew the real truth because of the way she always stood by him, and of course, Father-in-law was pretty convincing as a decent man.Now if she came in and saw us, then she'd decide to go on national TV and expose us. Gosh, I was pretty sure Father-in-law would be arrested immediately. Imagine the headlines, and that's not even what I'm worried about; I would lose my husband, and believe it or not, he's my everything.“Can I come in, dear?” Mother-in-law asked, and he didn't respond. He looked at me as if seeking permission, and I shook my head. Like, why did he look like he had a choice? Of course she couldn't come in.“You know I hate people around my space," he responded, reading the hints from my face.“Yes, dear, of course. I'm sorry for asking.” Mother apologized quickly, and I shook my hea