Sinful desires{steamiest short stories}

The excitement in my body grew and my heart began to pound.

How would they respond? Imagine if I simply invited them to accompany me to the bedroom? Or could I simply drop to my knees on the kitchen tile?

I probably could’ve dropped to my knees since Ashley totally abandoned me. The next time two people were lonely, I intended to mention a couple of things to her. However, I didn’t know how long they’d be.

They’d not seen each other for a couple of weeks and probably needed to compensate for lost time. Part of the reason why I didn’t want to encounter Tyler was due to their relationship.

They’d been a happy couple that couldn’t get enough of each other. Ashley and I were only eighteen, but I could see both of them getting married.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

I didn’t have a problem finding men. So far, however, after a couple of things always became dull to find or I found other reasons to finish the relationship.

I wasn’t prepared to repay, but I knew there was more than only one night stands and flings. Yet every one of them stood around me. I didn’t need a relationship. I wanted to get fucked.

What would Ashley say if she came out and watched me hanging over the sofa and they were lining up to fuck me? What would she say the following morning when she came outside and found us lost with my bedroom door shut?

She understood about my flings and about my one night stands. But she didn’t understand about this dream.

I could feel the blood flood through my veins. My panties clung into my wetness. It might either remain as a dream or it may turn into a reality.

I took a long sip of my drink, nevertheless barely buzzed. I took a deep breath. I leaned back from the counter and pushed my chest out. “Guys, I’m really fucking horny.”

The conversation stopped mid-sentence. All three of them turned to look at me and their mouths dropped.

“What do you really wish to do about it?” Devon said, immediately recovering from the surprise, coming back to his old self.

“I wish to get fucked.” I couldn’t think that the words had come from out of my mouth.

“I would be pleased to assist you with that.” He stepped towards me. I put my hands up to stop him. “From all three of you.”

I have said some slutty things, but nothing could ever top that.

The three of them looked at each other. It didn’t feel real. I walked between Devon and James towards my bedroom. My bare feet touched the tile, then the carpet since I moved in my room, but it felt like walking on air.

They followed me into my room with James being the last to enter.

I looked at him and he closed the door. For some reason the ornaments on the walls were all shore and nautical items such as seashells along with a compass which seemed like it would burst into a classic vessel.

I didn’t think of anything for a few minutes. Time stood still and they looked like predators about to strike their prey. I felt like a slice of meat and I grinned.

They stepped forward and I stepped back, then dropped onto the mattress. This was the mattress where it would occur where my dream would become a reality.

It began with palms. I felt a set of hands-on the buttons of my shorts. I felt another set of hands disturb my tank shirt. I looked up and watched Devon between my thighs along with Rick’s hands pulling up my tank shirt to reveal my orange bra.

I wished I’d thought to wear a matching bra and underwear, but I didn’t believe that mattered to them. Everyone looked at me, their eyes full of lust. A massive bulge formed within Devon’s jeans.

My shorts came off and my purple underwear followed. A brand new set of palms joined in. I watched James set his hands between my thighs and felt his hands brush across my lips. I let out a soft moan.

He told me to be silent, that I didn’t want Ashley to listen, but I knew one way or the other she’d learn about this. He slipped a finger into me and rubbed his thumb across my sensitive clit. My tender moan became loud. I held my tongue as a last-ditch attempt.

A couple of moments after my tits were outside the cups of my bra. They didn’t even bother to remove my tank top or bra all the way down.

Rick’s mouth found my nipple and I let out a shout as he bit it. His palms weren’t as gentle as his mouth. I typically hated, really despised when guys went for my tits, but this time it turned me on.

When Rick took my nipple out of his mouth, he continued sucking on it. I watched Devon again as he stood between my thighs with his trousers and boxers down at his knees, directing his rock hard cock towards my moist center.

I understood then that I hadn’t mentioned condoms. Following the breakup, I didn’t believe I’d be needing them for some time, so I didn’t keep any stashed away somewhere.

I was on the pill instead, and unprotected sex wasn’t brand new to me, but these three men were people I hardly knew. I understand that should’ve freaked me out, but it only turned me on more.

I wanted to feel them inside me, leaving nothing to divide us. I wanted them all to cum inside me.

I stared at my legs and observed as Devon stepped ahead. Time seemed to slow down as I felt his penis touch my moist lips.

It felt as though I could feel every cell of him merge with my own. It made my entire body twist with delight. He pushed into me and time returned to normal.

My wetness enabled him to easily push into me. He filled me, giving my whole body a sense of passion as I’d never felt before. There was no turning back now.

He grabbed my buttocks. I wrapped my palms around him for comfort as he started to thrust into me. I bit my lip, but I couldn’t curb my moans.

He fucked me for a moment or two, but until he came anywhere near to a climax, he resigned. Before I knew what was happening, I felt the following cock enter me. I looked up and saw James.

My dream would come true. With him and two other men, this is something I wouldn’t forget. I’ll admit there could’ve been a single night where I had sex with my boyfriend at that time and churn out after that night to meet up with a different man.

I’d thought of this as among the sluttiest of things I’d done, but it didn’t even compare.

His thrusts got harder as everyone started to breathe harder. It was better than the exercise I’d imagined. He filled me with joy.

Right as I began to completely love it, he resigned. I found Rick coming up next. All three of these guys must’ve been talking, but I didn’t recall any noise other than the hum of the air conditioner, the squeaking of the metallic framework and my extremities.