Erotic Confessions

aroused. Maybe it's just looking at his giant cock, or maybe s

e heavily groaning, “I

ping my dress in a jiffy. He pauses, admiring my naked body and resumes kissing my

misery and before I knew it, he entered me with all his might. He was so

pushing my pelvis lustfully towards him. Drunk. Horny. Want

e so sexy” he wh

is dick moves in and out swift

uch” he groans, suck

fucking good” I cry out loud, not able to believe

don’t you?” He teases movin

an in ecstasy, lo

mmands, pulling it out

.I love it...Please give it to m

within me, I feel the orgasm coming as I look into his eyes, my moans turn into loud screams of pleasure, shuddering against his toned chest. He caresses me kissing my shoulders, forehead and

ck. I grasp the rod between my great toe and the second toe moving up and down while he caresses my pussy, strokes my legs, literally begging me not to stop...th

t, I wait for him to calm down. Leaning

ys, smiling, tucking my fringes neatl

and relaxed after the exhaustive lovemakin

d? Fuck!! Zac! Holy shit. How could I betray Amy like that? Our lifelong friendship! She's going to hate me for this! The regrets are all starting to crowd into my head. I'm devastated. I have to leave. Thankfully Zac, t

rew's plans for the day but she doesn't answer. She probably hates me for ignoring her after I bumped into Zac last nigh

ad called me at 9 am this morning and I missed the call! Shit!!! I hope I don’t get fired on my second day itself!. I cross my chest praying and call Shirley back, she picks m

om everyone was upsetting! I grew worried, felt alone and abandoned. Had I made the right cho

f get sidetracked by alcohol and Zac... Him and his weird way of doing things. I don't think he meant a word

sky. The sun is setting and I remember the first time I met Zac with Amy. Suddenly, I realize I must not think about him. It's just that Amy said he's not as

me non-stop since last night when I caught him red-handed. I j

he call, ready to t

e you,

I asked, not wanting to let

nt to bother…” he whi

lanation!” I demand

as feeling hurt and vulnerab

?” I questioned him when my own morality had faltered

nd never subject you to this sort of situation again

missed you, Ron!” I whisper sadly wi

now...I am going to call you up later to spice u

reply feeb

with a reassurance that ever

was my horizon. Our relationship means the world and now that everyth

home, cook myself pasta, and try to sleep, shutting away the noise of the world, the fatigue, the bad people. The last thought I have before fal