Erotic Stories For The Horny Souls

against the wooden floorboards. Every few seconds, her ga

dragged pa

amiliar sounds of her mother pre

. The tired laugh her mother a

her bedroom door, h

morning," her mothe

fe," Jack

ted in Emil

swept across her bedroom wall. Emily hurried to the window and pulled the curtain aside just en

shed over

adren

uddenly fel

spite herself. Ever since the tension between her and Jack had started growing stranger

es pa

an

th

e her door. No voic

slowly turned

of her room and moved cautiously down the dim hallway. The lig

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m Jack's study. Low grun

was sligh

t his desk, shoulders tense, one hand clenched tightly in his hair while photographs

breath

reaked bene

pped toward the

eyes l

rossed his face made E

ght in front of her, her picture was on the desk, his shirt look

?" She asked cautiously

said his eyes moving down

ommand "Go down on your knees" ech

d not

sudden, grounding reality. Her gaze was locked on the worn den

e metal was cool. The click of the buckle releasing was

id, his voice a l

orefinger found

allic teeth separating with a quiet

here

veined and already glistening at th

but reality was more potent. The scent of him-masculine, clean s

ing up towards his stomach, ma

e instructed,

et over steel. A shudder ran through her. She traced a vein, feeling it pulse under her touch. S

ping the back of her head, fingers tangling in her long blonde hair. The p

th was electric. She opened wider, taking the head inside. The taste was salt

sn't

grip on her hair.

l. His hips pushed forward, driving his cock deeper into

narrowed to this: the pressure of his hand on her scalp, the thick invasion of her m

was raw, wet. Jack grunted, a sound of pure satisfa

ion. The stretch of her lips, the salty taste flooding her tongue, the overwhelming fullness

e pulled out abruptly. Her mouth was e

hunger. "Good," he rasped. "No

arrassment was burned away by need. "Please... please fuck

hed his lips. "On the couch

anties down in one frantic motion, kicking them away. She opened her

nstead, he knelt between her thighs, his large hands pushing her legs wider

He didn't just suck; he devoured. His tongue flicked rapidl

to his head, her hips bucking of

n her belly until she was teetering on a precipice. Then h

ordered, his f

et me come! Please fuck me!" she

r entrance. He rubbed the head against her soaked opening, teasing, making her shudder

pus

gasp. He held there, letting her feel the relentless pressur

e forward in one long,

ly, filling a hollow she'd carried for years. He was huge, the stretch bordering