登録なしで無料で読む： 949 無修正の過激なストーリー。毎日更新、多くは実際の声のナレーション付き。
The moment I stepped into the dimly lit massage studio, the air thick with eucalyptus and warm oil, my new boss Lena locked eyes with me and I felt my cock twitch. She was my best friend Mark’s wife—strict, untouchable, the kind of woman who made you sweat…
The moment I saw her step onto the deck in that tight white sundress, my cock twitched like it remembered every filthy thing we used to do. Elena. My ex from five years ago, now married to some rich prick who owned this sleek yacht we were all partying on.…
私は彼女のクロエと公園の裏の静かな小道を散歩しました。夕方は暖かく、ほとんど人影がありませんでした。クロエは数歩先を歩いていて、薄手のサンドレスがそよ風で何度もめくれ上がり、日焼けした太ももがあらわになっていました。すると、20代前半くらいのずんぐりした男が3人……
The private tasting room beneath the old vineyard estate was quiet except for the low hum of the climate control. Heavy oak doors sealed us off from the evening event upstairs. I’d locked them after she slipped me that look—curious, a little daring—when I…
その年の7月の暑さは容赦なかった。空気が揺らめき、肌が何にでもくっついてしまうような暑さだ。私は35歳、既婚者で、夫が長時間働いている間、静かな郊外の裏庭に閉じ込められていた。年月とともに、私の体は見事にふくよかになっていった——豊満で…
The moment I stepped into the lake house for the weekend party, my eyes locked on Sarah. She was my married neighbor, thirty-eight, with sun-kissed skin, full tits straining against her thin summer dress, and that knowing smile that always made my cock…
狭いエレベーターの中に立っていたとき、空気はすでにお互いの飢えた欲望で震えていました。トレーナーのマックスは冷たい壁に背中を押し付けていて、私、アレックスは、彼の濡れた唇と、あの力強い肩から目を離すことができませんでした。その肩は…
The first time I saw Mei, my cock twitched like it had a mind of its own. She moved between the tables of the seaside hotel restaurant with that quiet grace only certain Asian women seem to own, her slim hips swaying under the short black skirt of her…
The air in the half-empty gym hung thick with sweat, rubber, and her perfume. I was sitting on the bench press, wiping my face with a towel, when Lisa—our redheaded waitress from the café across the street—walked past carrying a bottle of water. Her gaze…
蛍光灯が誰もいないオフィスの床の上で低くうなり、机の上に長い影を落としていた。私の厳しい大家であり、この不動産管理会社の鉄拳を振るう社長であるエレナ・ヴォスは、他の全員が帰った後も私を居残らせていた。彼女の鋭いヒールが…
The steam in the bathhouse was thick, wet, wrapping around my skin like a second breath. I'm Alex, a dive instructor, and I was sitting on the top bench when the door creaked open and she walked in—Marina, from the last tour group. Her eyes locked onto me…
The empty office smelled of stale coffee and printer ink, but all I could focus on was Élise. The French painter stood in the dim glow of a desk lamp, her tight black skirt hugging those long legs, red lips parted as she stared at me like I was already naked.…
I stepped into the dimly lit reading room of the old library, and I felt his gaze on me immediately. We'd ended up sharing a hotel room in this ancient building with its creaking floorboards and the smell of old paper. Me—Anna, thirty-five, dark-haired with…
The moment Elena set eyes on Marcus in the sleek Tokyo hotel suite, her pulse quickened with raw want. She was a successful illustrator on a week-long business trip to capture concepts for a luxury campaign, and he was the freelance model her agency had hired…
The city lights glittered like scattered diamonds far below us, but all I could see was her. Elena Voss, my strict boss, stood at the edge of the rooftop in her tight black pencil skirt and crisp white blouse, the wind teasing strands of her dark hair across…
自宅のドアに鍵が差し込まれる音が聞こえ、心臓が胸から飛び出しそうになりました。もうすぐ8時でした。夫が今にもそのドアから入ってくるでしょう。そして私は隣人の玄関口に立っていて、汗ばんだ手のひらに電話を握りしめ、それが私を救ってくれるかのようにしていました。 "デレク……
The gallery was silent except for the clink of ice in crystal glasses. Claire smoothed her hands down her midnight-blue designer dress, the silk whispering against her thighs, and smiled at the six men scattered between the marble pedestals. They'd bought…
The luxury train hummed along the tracks, carrying us through the velvet night toward the coast. I sat in my private compartment, swirling a glass of 2015 Brunello di Montalcino, letting its earthy notes dance on my tongue. As the train’s sommelier for this…
図書館は十時に閉まるが、私はいつも一時間余分に残って返却本を棚に戻し、静けさを楽しんでいた。三十四歳、カーディガンをきっちりと留め、髪はきちんとしたお団子——誰も私を二度見することはなかった。それが今夜変わった。 彼は十一時頃に現れた。背が高く、革のジャケットを…
プライベートな試飲室は、古いオークと湿った石の匂いがしました。私は3回目の試飲の後、主なイベントから抜け出し、主催者にはセラーの温度を確認する必要があると言いました。本当は、彼女から目を離せなかったのです。\n\nエレナは…の中で一人で立っていました。
I never thought a weekend job would turn into the hottest night of my life. My name’s Jake, and I run private hiking tours for city folks who want to “find themselves” in the mountains. This time my only client was Elena, a sharp, curvy marketing exec from…
ヨットは夜の海で優しく揺れ、港の灯りはとっくに後方に消えていた。アンナは手すりに立ち、風が腰に押し付ける薄い白いドレスをまとっていた。彼女は三十八歳、未亡人になって一年になる。その隣に、近すぎる距離で立っていたのは私——彼女の隣人で…
The moment I stepped into the private sauna at Mrs. Elena Voss's old boarding house, the heat hit me like a wall of pure lust. She was already there, my landlady, wrapped in nothing but a tiny white towel that barely covered her full, heavy tits and the curve…
The Christmas party was supposed to be boring networking bullshit, but the second I saw her, my cock twitched like it had a mind of its own. Lena stood by the bar in a tight black dress that hugged every curve, her sharp green eyes scanning the room like she…