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Sinful Desires(Erotic short stories)

This book contains strong mature contents, not suitable for under age. This book is a compilation of exciting erotica short stories which includes forbidden romance, dominating & Submissive romance, erotic romance and taboo romance, with cliffhangers. Read, Enjoy, and tell me your favorite story.

Faithlynxx · Urban
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23 Chs

STORY 15-NEIGHBORHOOD SWING(GROUP SEX)

"That was a lovely dinner," said Mark in acknowledgment of the roasted lamb chops which were still making their way down his digestive tract. "And I'll tell you what's better, this fucking cheesecake.

He acknowledged the dessert laid out on the table in front of him which he chopped up in large chunks with his cutlery and shoving in his mouth with gusto, spoon after spoon, not caring much for the unchewed portion in his mouth before he introduced another spoonful.

The entire table roared to life with laughter at his sheer gumption to clear out his plate first like he was at a county fair, trying to win some stuffed animal which was determined by how many cookies and pancakes you could stuff in your face in under a minute.

"Oh God, slow down honey, you're going to make our generous neighbors think I don't feed you enough or at all," said Rita to her husband.

She was slightly gobsmacked he wasn't trying to hide his ravaging appetite tonight. The occupants at the table roared to life again with laughter like everyone was on some cue to burst into short laughs at the same time.

 

 "Please let him be. I mean look at the size of him, he's a man mountain!" said Jordan with a mouthful of cheesecake himself. "I wish I was half his size, I'd move the fridge to my room."

Again, everybody broke off into short, momentary bursts of laughter, while Mark, now clearing out the last crumbs of cheesecake on his plate, nodded with a slight grin in affirmation of Jordan's remark about him. 

He took one quick glance at everybody at the table from his wife, to Jordan and Sandy, the couple who had been good neighbors to him and his wife since they moved to the neighborhood from Georgia almost a year ago now. 

He didn't know if the unfolding events of the evening were that hilarious or if everybody at the table already exceeded their alcohol limit for the night. Nevertheless, he held out his champagne flute to Rita.

"More wine, Honey..., please?" said Mark with a big smirk. His table manners were definitely out the window.

"Of course you big alcoholic brown bear," Rita replied, filling up his flute from the wine bottle, which she happened to be the custodian of this very fine evening.

"Hahaha, I can't with you two," said Sandy as she got up and began clearing the table. Jordan got up to assist her, but she insisted that he stayed put to keep their visitors company at the table. 

Besides she wasn't going to do the dishes now.

"Just gonna dump them in the sink and get back with y'all," she said as she started towards the kitchen with an ironically neat stack of all the utensils that had been at different angles of the table a second earlier.

"Okay girl," replied Rita as she hugged the bottle, resting her chin on her hand and putting her elbows on the table.

"You got that group invite I sent you?" asked Jordan as he turned to Mark.

"What group?" asked Rita as she cut in, looking at Jordan menacingly. "And why didn't I get an invite?"

"HAHA, relax sweetheart. When your husband checks it out, he can forward you an invite too. It's one at a time."

"So much for chivalry!" Rita puffed.

Jordan chuckled. "So..?" he asked Mark again who had been a spectator to the mini back and forth he just had with his wife.

"Uh oh, what group invite?" Mark retorted, seemingly lost as he stifled a loud belch with the crease of his elbows and dug into his pockets for his phone. Jordan was silent now, regarding Mark as he pulled out his cellphone and squinted at the screen.

 "Did I miss anything?" Sandy said as she walked back into the living room with another unopened bottle of wine clutched to her chest as she smiled and sat down.

"Neighborhood swing," replied Mark almost instantaneously, still staring at his cellphone, trying to decipher what he was looking at. "What's this Jordan? 

An online group for donations to fix the toys at the neighborhood park?"

Jordan and Sandy burst out laughing hard this time, followed by Rita, who barely had any idea what was going on, but was visibly amused by her hubby's rhetorical question to Jordan.

Mark added as the laughter died off, "Well I say fuck em if that's the case. None of us here got any kids to worry about."

Which was true as though both couples, regardless of their ages which ranged from late 30s to their mid 40s, simply ignored and left unchecked, the make-mini humans-you-have-to-look-out-for-your-entire-life part of their respective prenups.

 A decision which seemed to draw both couples closer to each other than they were to any other couple in the neighborhood, or so they thought.

"Just open it and see what it's about big guy," Sandy said to Mark, as she stood up and walked over to sit on Jordan's lap, the fresh bottle of wine already opened in her hand.

Mark wondered when that had happened as she took a big gulp straight from the bottle and handed it to her husband while she leaned in, wrapping her arms around his neck and fixed her eyes on Mark.

"Okaaayy..., there seems to be an NDA," said Mark, still scrolling through his phone.

"Okay now, hold up, Honey. Let's see what that's about?" Rita said to her husband as she pulled her chair close to him so they could read the contents of the six inch smartphone screen in Mark's hand.

It took them two minutes to finish reading the pop up notification and when they were done, both couples, now sitting at opposite ends of the table, stared at each other, one in bewilderment of the other. 

There was a momentary silence, followed by the hoarse sound of Mark trying to clear his throat as he dropped his phone on the table.

"So, uhm, how long y'all been doing this?" he asked rather calmly.

"For a couple of years now, it's our very own way of spicing up our relationship," replied Sandy, "I mean don't get me wrong, we don't do it like everyday, and definitely not with just any random person or couple. 

It's just a one-time recreational activity we're in love with. Isn't that right honey?" she asked Jordan while staring into his eyes with a big grin on her face

As she sat on his lap, her hands traveled around the back of his head and around his face. "Absolutely my muse!" teased Jordan.

Mark looked over to his wife and Rita reiterated by giving him an anonymous shoulder shrug. She was never one to shy away from something new. As a matter of fact, she'd longed for something new to give a kick to their almost dead sexual life.

Chapter 2

 She had fantasies late at night that kept her cunt moist and burning with desire while her husband snored through the night, a couple of inches away from her.

He had been an excellent lover at the start of their relationship and throughout their courtship years, right until a few years after they got married, when the fire in him just seemed to go off, just like that. 

He would hump her for a minute then pump her full with semen and drop like a bull, agonizingly eliminating any thoughts she had of going another round, talk less of riding on his mass of muscle all through the night into the sunrise as she used to a couple years back.

It had been a sexually frustrating couple of years for Rita, but that didn't seem to change her love for her 6' 3" towering, well-built, baritone voice, mustache spotting lover. She stared at him most nights while running her fingers through the hills and valleys of his back muscles, triceps and biceps hoping one day he'd come back to her.

"So what happens when we click accept?" Rita asked before her husband could say anything else.

"Oh, I think you already know what happens my dear, you become a bonafide member of the club and get invited to house parties," Jordan said with an air of sarcasm and seriousness at the same time, all the while smiling at them while his wife continued to slowly run her hands down his neck. "Here, have some liquid courage," Jordan added, sliding the bottle of wine across the table to them.

Sandy chuckled and her eyes met Mark's. She had already unbuttoned the first three buttons on Jordan's checkered color shirt and was running her hands across his chest while staring at Mark and Rita. There was an expanding feel of sexual tension in the air so thick, any one of the occupants in the room could actually reach out and grab it.

"Fuck this!" Mark cursed. "It's just a damn fraternity for married people." Facing his wife with the bottle of wine in one hand, and the phone in the other, he was taken aback by how calm and calculating Rita still was.

"It's on your phone baby, not mine," Rita said to Mark with an air of wit as she slowly took the bottle from him and gunned a big gulp, while maintaining eye contact with her husband and half hoping he won't bitch out of what was about to be a good time.

"There!" he said as he finally accepted the terms and conditions of the NDA and got admitted into the group. He dropped his phone on the table, arms spread wide from side to side and asked, "So what next?"

"Congratulations, enjoy your induction ceremony" was the message that popped up on his phone screen as he and Rita were immediately drawn to read it subconsciously. 

Mark could hear smacking sounds as he looked up and saw Jordan and Sandy were kissing deeply, and not just any kiss, but a deep, juicy, French kiss, exploring each other's throat with their respective tongues. Mark looked over at Rita, she, like him, was also transfixed at the unfolding scenery before her and he saw her eyes lit up like a schoolgirl at her first kissing party.

Sandy spread her legs wide, allowing her evening gown to hike up as far as her waist, exposing her bare, shaved pussy. Jason pulled away from her and stuck one finger in her mouth, followed by another, and a new addition, until he was gagging her with his entire fist in her mouth.

 He pulled his slippery and spit drenched fist out of her mouth and began massaging her pussy lips with the same hand, then resumed kissing her while she began to let out soft moans of pleasure never minding the bewildered spectators that sat opposite them. In reality, they actually loved being watched.

Mark was beginning to struggle with the swelling bulge in his pants and wiped away the beads of sweat that quickly formed on his forehead.

 Rita saw he was tense but didn't want to do anything yet, at least not now. She caught herself half wanting him to feel the same unbearable and burning desire she'd been battling with all those nights and years.

Mark got up and said he needed to use the restroom. Jordan opened his eyes while still fondling his wife and waved in a direction that seemed to say you know your way around here buddy. 

The whole scene seemed hilarious to Rita, although she had to admit to herself that she'd began to feel a tingling sensation between her legs. Mark hurried quickly towards the bathroom and once inside with the door shut, he let out a huge sigh, unzipped his pants and looked at his already erected and thumping reddish member. 

He felt his dick could snap in two any second from now if he didn't do something about it.

"Fucking lamb chops!" he muttered and cursed to himself while trying to squeeze his dick back into his pants.

He heard soft taps on the bathroom door, followed by a female voice calling out, "You okay in there, Honey?" He was thrown off for a second as the voice didn't sound anything like Rita's, then he quickly placed that it was Sandy.

Why did she have to come check on him, he thought to himself?

"Yeah I'm okay, just need a minute," he retorted.

"I think not," Sandy replied as she swung the door open and closed it behind her. He quickly zipped up his pants and was half surprised, but thankful he didn't zip his cock in his frugal effort to conceal his embarrassing boner.

"What's the big deal? You've never gone swinging with other couples?" she asked as she strutted over to him.

"No, not really," he replied.

Sandy stood on her toes and whispered in his ear, "Well, there's a first time for everything, baby boy."

He thought to himself that she smelt like perfume and orgasms.

Without warning, she went down on her knees and began to unbuckle his belt. He could do little to resist her now and leaned back against the bathroom wall as his mind drifted to his wife. He wondered what was already going on with her and what he was going to walk into when he returned back to the living room.

CHAPTER 3

 His pants were at his ankles now, and Sandy was trailing her fingertips back up the inside of his thigh and around his ass. Her eyes were locked onto his, her lips opened up from the beautiful smile they formed earlier as she took him in her mouth and swallowed him whole till her chin was hitting his nut sack. 

She bobbed her head back and forth with gusto. Mark's restraints were completely broken off at this point as he felt his shaft sliding in and out of her warm esophagus. 

She began to slurp and smack loudly which seemed to turn him on so much that he grabbed her head in place and began to fuck her face so hard that she took quick deep breaths when he had just the tip in her mouth.

"Oh God, fuck yes!" was the sound he heard coming from the living room and he knew Rita was getting herself an explosive orgasm.

So why shouldn't I? He thought to himself as Sandy, still maintaining eye contact, realized he heard what she heard from the living area, seemed to smile at him with his dick jamming in and out of her throat.

She finally pulled away and asked him, "You're ready to take this outside now?"

Without saying a word, he grabbed her by the waist, hoisting her in the air and pulling her strongly to him, so that she instinctively wrapped her legs around his giant torso, with her arms wrapped around his neck. She slowly slid down and ushered his sloppy, mucus filled rigid cock into her tight asshole. 

They both gasped in ecstasy as he slowly forced his way into her. She gripped him tightly as he began to move towards the door.

The door flung open and Mark could see clearly into the room now. Rita wasn't at the dining table he left her at, and neither was Jordan.

 Rita was spread out on the couch totally naked with Jordan circling her clit with his wet tongue, his left hand fondling her double D tits while he had two fingers in her pussy and two in her asshole, his face glistening from all her juices while she frantically tried to grab on to whatever she could, mostly his head which she kept on rubbing like a genie lamp granting her all her wishes. 

Mark could tell that Jordan was very experienced at satisfying women.

"Look here, big boy. She's having the time of her life," Sandy said to Mark as she swiveled his head away from his twitching wife being worked over.

He walked over to the couch and sat on it, legs spread out as Sandy began to bounce her tight and slippery rectum up and down the length of his cock. She gripped his neck tightly as he found her left tit with his tongue and began running circles around her nipple. She began to shudder and moan in orgasmic ecstasy. 

He held her tightly around the waist, swiveling his huge hips as he continued slipping and sliding in and out of her. Sandy dismounted from him and moved further upwards, spreading her dripping pussy over Mark's face.

 He welcomed her with both of his arms going under and around her as he adjusted her pussy lips on his and went to work with his tongue, while he could feel her reach backwards to begin jerking him off.

"I'm about to cummmm!!!" announced Rita in ecstasy as she tried to shove Jordan's head away from her already swollen and exploding vagina, but he wasn't letting up.

 Instead, he spread her out wide open and spanked her butt cheeks hard from below which seemed to amplify her orgasm as she went numb, surrendering to the spasms of electric orgasmic rush shooting through her. Her eyes rolled back as she grabbed the couch and somehow still had the strength to gyrate her hips at Jordan's face.

"Yes that's more like it, don't hold it in," he commended her as she squirted all over his face in series of gushing spurts. "Damn, we've got a lovely squirter here," he seemed to announce to his wife who was now moaning quite audibly while also swaying her hips vigorously all over Mark's lips as her pussy lips brushed back and forth against his damp mustache.

Mark could hear Rita's scream and gasp for breath as her orgasms found their way out of her through her juices, then a few seconds later, still munching on Sandy's clit, he felt the warm, dripping cunt of his wife on his cock as she straddled him.

 She felt so warm and slippery that he began to moan into Sandy's cunt which seemed to please her even more as she came on his face and got off immediately, slumping almost lifelessly beside him so he could see his wife's face clearly now, flushed with orgasmic satisfaction.

 He began to pump her harder from below and let out a cry as he unloaded inside her. She kissed him, slurping away at the pussy juice all over his face and collapsed on his body while they both tried to recuperate, breathing heavily.

"Welcome to the Neighborhood Swing," said Jordan and Rita almost at the same time as they both cuddled up on the couch, planting soft kisses on their lips and upper bodies, with wine bottle in hand.