Room 805: Two Sinners & Thousand Moans

The streets still hummed with midnight breath,

while her body trembled at each step.

Toy buzzing deep, her legs unsteady,

dirty kisses on corners — reckless, messy, heavy.

A forbidden affair in a foreign night,
two strangers burning in the city lights.
I pulled her close, her moans half-bitten,
hoping no passerby caught us smitten.

The hotel door sighed — 805.
A room where desire would come alive.
Small, cozy, dark at 2 a.m.,
walls ready to hold our sin within them.

We crashed onto the bed with feral heat,
her denim tugged down, her body laid sweet.
Black satin thong, lace bra still tight,
the toy humming inside — dripping delight.

She spread for me, shameless, obscene,
legs glistening, wet, satin sheen.
Her gusset stained creamy, white with her lust,
I leaned down, inhaled her scent, raw and just.

I kissed her lips, then slid my tongue,
made her taste herself where the mess had clung.
Her eyes screamed silent, “Fuck me, Daddy—”
but I withheld, I made her wait, made her needy.

From the bag, a new sin gleamed,
a thick long nude dildo, vibrating, mean.
Lubed, alive, I shoved it deep,
her thong strapped tight, its prison to keep.

few minutes into fucking.....

The bed shook as she lost her mind,
her body convulsing, her voice unrefined.
Moans turned screams, then screams to cries,
while passion poured between her thighs.

I kissed her skin, I owned her breath,
her cunt was quaking itself to death.
Neighbors could hear, at 3 a.m.,
her voice a hymn, a primal anthem.

Orgasm after orgasm, wave on wave,
her slutty body — the gift I enslaved.
Eyes rolled back, trembling, drained,
a slut undone, her soul unchained.

I held her after, sweat still raw,
her body twitching, her pussy sore.
I wanted more, to pound her through dawn,
but she was wrecked, used, fully withdrawn.

So I saved my hunger, my cock’s true claim,
for the morning light — to start again.
Because she is mine, slutty, divine,
and only Daddy could break her spine.

Finally, the toys pulled free,
black lace gone, thong released.
Clothes in a pile on the hotel floor,
our bodies bare, craving more.

Two naked skins under one thick sheet,
sweat still fresh, her heartbeat beneath.
My hard cock pressed against her spine,
her butt crack cradling the length of mine.

I wrapped her up, my arm on her waist,
our scents mingled, a sinful taste.
She whimpered softly, half-asleep,
wrecked and wrecking, mine to keep.

The city’s noise faded, our breathing slow,
moonlight cut lines across her glow.
We drifted down, tangled, spent,
the night’s destruction now silent, spent.

A few hours’ sleep before morning light,
her body still twitching from the night.
Because in 805, under sheets that reeked of sin,
we slept as strangers who’d already been within.

Cuddled tight,
she turns, whispers in the dark—
a vow no saint would dare to bless:
“Daddy… wake me whenever you want.
Wake me to fuck me. I’m yours.”

And with that promise,
I close my eyes,
knowing the night isn’t finished—
it’s only waiting for dawn
to demand more sin.

Ruined in the Rhythm

Almost midnight,

Saturday spilling into sin,

and there she is—

stepping out of a taxi,

jeans hugging her curves,

black bodysuit painted 

tight against her skin.

I know what’s hidden beneath:

lace bra, satin thong i got her,

and inside her—

my secret hum,

my toy, my control.

The night air is cold,
but the heat between us
ignites the moment she smiles.
I pull her close,
kiss her mouth,
her lips already wet with promise.
She laughs softly,
“Daddy…”
and just like that,
my night is set on fire.

We duck into the taco shop,
the neon buzzing above us,
the world spinning slower
while we order plates of midnight hunger.

Tacos, Carnitas, Salsa, Horchata
hot sauce dripping down fingers.
But the real spice
is in the way her thigh brushes mine,
dirty talk and forbidden conversations

how her hand slides to my knee,
her lips curling as she whispers,
“Wait until later.”

We eat, we flirt,
we touch under the table,
her body pressed close,
my hand teasing the waistband of her jeans,
knowing she’s already soaked.
Her laughter is reckless,
her eyes a dare,
her mouth a sin.
Every bite of food
is a countdown
to the chaos we’re walking toward.

Outside again—

midnight wind cutting sharp,
but her body is a furnace.
She presses into me,
a hug too tight to be innocent,
pheromones wrapping around my senses.

Her whisper curls against my ear:
“It’s your turn, Daddy.”
And into my palm
she slips the remote.

Ten minutes to the club.
Ten minutes of her body jerking,
limping, giggling in gasps,
moaning into the dark.

Every press of my thumb
sends her stumbling into me,
her breath ragged,
her eyes glazed with ache.
Strangers walk past us,
but we are invisible,
just another couple in the city night—
if only they knew
she was breaking with every step.

By the time the music thumps

from the club’s glowing entrance,
she’s trembling, clutching me,
her lips desperate against mine.
We wait in line,
her body pressed tight,
her perfume mixing with sweat and lust.

I flick the toy to full throttle—
and she shatters.
A muffled cry,
her face buried against my chest,
her arms locking around me.

Not the cold—no,
this trembling is heat, pleasure,
her first orgasm of Sunday,
midnight’s dirty gift.
She breathes me in,
moans against my neck,
a shaking slut waiting
for the doors to open,
for the night to swallow us whole.

We shove through the door

and the room swallows us—

black bodies, neon flashes, 

bass that thumps like a pulse in the planet.

Crowded, warm, sticky with sweat and want,

lights slicing the dark into electric kisses.

I grab two gin & tonics, hand one to her, 

watch her take it like a dare.

Then we move—closer, 

deeper—into the crush.

She starts to dance for me first: 

slow, dangerous, hips working the rhythm,

a tease that says she’s mine and she knows it.

Her bodysuit clings, her jeans gone, 

the satin thong a secret under skin;

she grinds, she bends, 

she presses that wet cunt into me,

riding my bulge through fabric 

like a private confession.

Hands roam—mine claim everywhere: 

hips, the dip of her waist, 

firming the meat of her ass,

palming breast, 

thumbs circling nipples over lace, 

neck kissed and marked.

Every squeeze says the same thing: 

she’s mine tonight.

Men glance—eyes sliding 

fast like hungry knives—

but when she kisses me hard, 

when she presses her mouth to mine,

the message is clear: she belongs to me.

Their looks scramble away like light.

A shadow of a man she knows

her casual fuck buddy from the past

stands a beat away, watching.

Jealousy writes itself across his face; 

his jaw clenches.

He doesn’t step forward.

He better not.

 

He only stares as 

I tighten my grip on her waist,

as I press her back to me and 

let the toy inside her scream under my thumb.

unspoken words of my power move is

“You see her. She is mine.” 

“She always was mine tonight.”

For an hour the club becomes our altar.

I ride the beat on her hips with my hands, 

and my thumb rides the remote.

Full throttle—no mercy

electric pulses smashing her,

each press sending her into 

white flashes of pleasure 

that she can’t hide.

She is loud, filthy, beautiful—

five, eight, maybe more 

orgasms folding into each other,

her legs trembling, 

her throat raw from calling my name.

“Daddy—oh Daddy—please —” 

she pants into my neck.

I laugh low, cruel, soft. 

“Good girl. Keep dancing for me.”

“Daddy's dirty little slut.”, i say

She grinds harder, 

as i press her boobs like stress balls

a show of devotion and defiance—

for him, for them, 

for every eye that thinks it has a right.

When the music swells 

I pull her close and whisper,

“Ready to go, baby?”

Her eyes go glassy with want. 

“Let’s go,” she breathes, 

but near my ear she begs,

“Take me to your hotel.”

I blink—“My hotel?”

She nods hard, 

cheeks flushed, 

breath hot, 

voice sure:

“Yes. Take me there.”

“Fuck me. Own me. Destroy me.”

“PLEASE DADDY...”

Her voice is a command I accept. 

I press the remote to the edge

full animal—the toy inside her answers 

like a beast, 

and she jerks, limps, 

laughs, moans.

I kiss her, hard, 

claim her mouth, 

While he watches us

and then I put the toy on 

fucking full throttle.

“Walk with me,” I tell her, 

fingers laced in the small 

of her back, guiding.

She stumbles 

but she wants it—

every step is a surrender 

and a promise.

Her legs quake, 

her breath shudders; 

she takes each block 

like penance, like worship.

People part around us; 

the city becomes a corridor to a 

bed that will remember our names.

She keeps whispering between moans:

“Daddy, I can’t—”

“You want Daddy or not” I say,

“Yes Yes Yes” she says,

voice low as thunder.

She laughs, a broken little thing, 

and grips me like a lifeline.

We move out into the Montreal night, 

neon bleeding above us,

and her hips sway with every press of the remote

an open secret for the street.

She is my 

messy, 

loud, 

needy 

property

limping, 

whispering, 

aching

and I am more than ready to 

make sure she remains so.

yes we are about to

MAKE

MORE 

FORBIDDEN

MIDNIGHT 

MONTREAL 

MISTAKES

First Sin, Filthy Sips

Six o’clock, outside the bar,

black denim tight,

denim shirt on my shoulders,

and there she is walking towards me,

my eyes locking on her the second she appears.

Black dress flowing,
lace teasing beneath the neckline,
her smile pulling me under.
“Finally,” she says,
and the word melts between us
as I crash into her hug,
breathing her in,
her perfume mixing with my skin,
her cleavage brushing my chest.
The city disappears.
It’s only us.

Inside—a dim corner table,
hidden from wandering eyes.
We sit, but not apart.
The tension is thick,
and in minutes
her lips are on mine.
Soft, hungry,
again and again,
every few breaths we’re kissing,
as if the weeks of waiting
demand payment now.

French cocktails arrive,
but my true intoxication
is her shifting on my palm.
She’s perched on my hand,
lace pressing to my skin,
warmth seeping through,
making me throb against my jeans.

I made her feel my throbbing cock,

I feel her heat, her need,
her body whispering yes.

She leaves for the restroom—
my mind racing.
When she returns,
her lips curl, her eyes daring,
and she places a remote in my hand.

“Daddy’s in control now.”

I press,
watching her breath catch,
hips tightening,
eyes glazing as the toy hums inside her.
She hands me her thong—
warm, damp, forbidden.
I hold it,
inhale softly,
press it to my lips.
The taste of her is everywhere,
and I kiss her deep,
slipping it back into her mouth
so she tastes her own desire.

Around us the bar hums—
music, glasses, laughter—
but our world is smaller, darker, hotter.
She shivers in my grip,
a quiet orgasm shuddering through her,
and I know she’s mine.

After forty-five minutes,
she leans close,

eyes locked, voice low:
“Let’s go to my apartment.”

The Needy Eyes,

A Needy Voice,

One Needy Slut.

We finish the drinks,
the night already trembling.
Hand in hand,
her lace still in my pocket,
her taste still on my tongue,
I breathe her in—
the scent of sin,
the scent of Montréal,
the scent of what comes next.

Montréal doesn’t know yet.
But the city will learn tonight
how dirty we can be,
how far we’ll go,
how two forbidden bodies
will fuck themselves into memory.

I Want to

I want to feel your lips on me
Kissing, Eating, Licking
 
I want to feel your hands on me
Holding, Touching, Squeezing
 
I want to feel your cock in me
Throbbing, Pushing, Pulling
 
I want to have you here with me
And keep you here Forever.

You've raised the bar!

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His Unusual Request

He asked me for my used panties,
I couldn't believe what he said.

We were friends for a long time,
we talk about sex and relationships
we hangout in underwear
we were not shy or afraid.

We shared stories of our kinky deeds,
Talked about our private parts.
He knew when I was on my periods,
And even when I farted, it didn't keep us apart.

But when he asked for my panties,
I was shocked and surprised.
But the thought of it made me horny,
So I decided to oblige.

I wore it while I masturbated,
Made it smell of me all night.
Rubbed my pussy and played with it,
To make the gift just right.

I discharged my ovulation on it,
squirted multiple times thinking of us.
My panty was getting so smelly,
But I was still charged with sexual rhymes.

I wore it for two days without changing
I wanted it to be filled it with my smell
when the 3rd day came, it smelled so nasty,
anybody around me could tell

On the third day, I met him in a cafe.
wearing a short skirt and with a wink
I handed him my used panties.

And he took a long sniff, without a blink.
He said it smelled awesome,
And I giggled with delight.

I could tell he wanted to sniff it more,
Our friendship had reached a new height

My Cock gives Pleasure

I am a Great Fucker
Maybe the Best in the World
I really mean it.

I have Gorgeous Cock
It is Pompous and Monumental
Condensed with Pure Energy.

I can Fuck for Hours
I can Fuck for Weeks
It is not a Simple Ordinary Fuck
It is a Hurricane
It has Devastating Impacts
Babes beg for more
I Fuck more.
I don't Fuck Manically
 I Fuck Slowly
Moving in and out
My Cock gives Pleasure
Not Pain.

I change Positions and Spots
Every once in a while
I escalate my Rhythm
Striking like Thunder
I speed up my Pace
Pounding Harder and Harder
in a Frenzy of need
Then I Slow Down
so she can enjoy the Sensation.

During Sex
I Spit in the Face
I bite Ears
Lock lips and
Kiss Deeply
I Suck and Squeeze Boobs
I grab Butt Cheeks
I tease outer Pussy Lips 
in Circular Motion
I pull Hair and Ride like a Horse
then I grab her Throat
but I never Choke.

I talk Dirty
very Dirty.

When I feel the Contraction
and impending Orgasm
I stay inside, Hard, Throbbing
Slowly my Cock begins to Soften
Gushing with Pleasure
Basking in the afterglow of Climax.

Fuck Me Again

At times I want incredible sex with no strings
But in reality sex is rarely ever consequence free
I just want the orgasm without the complications
So again tonight I am asking, "Will you fuck me?"

Before you even answer I strip to my sheer panties
The panties only accompanied by a come hither grin
Tonight my eagerness to fuck you is crystal clear
Now our mutual ache for sexual satisfaction begins

I fully own my up to even my rawest sexual desires
Thoughts of fucking you have kept me wet all day
Lustful desire for your cock had me so preoccupied
So finally I slyly ask are you ready and willing to play

Your smile is my answer and now I want you naked
As I undress you myself I give you a kiss on the lips
Just undoing your pants I can feel my heart pounding
Your cock finally free as your pants fall off your hips

I can feel my panties growing damp with my nectar
A flush of brazen desire turns my cheeks bright pink
Removing my panties slowly you stand and watch me
Seeing you stand there naked turns me into a minx 

I kiss you hard as my eager tongue parts your lips
In a kiss of hunger our tongues together entwine
Moving down I softly nibble at the nape of your neck
I want to know your entire body as well as I do mine

I crave more than just covering your body in kisses
My hands trembling as they ache to freely roam you
Feeling my way slowly down your manly physique
Finding the bulbous head and the first drops of dew

My thumb rubbing the head of your cock using pre-cum
You now moan and squirm with building anticipation
Mentally your pleading for me to suck your cock now
I know instinctively your desire for instant gratification 

I lean in closely and whisper naughtily into your ear
A promise of orgasm as seductive as a siren's song
Kneeling now I wrap my lips around your erection
Amazed at myself for waiting to suck you this long

My stroking fingers match the pace of my tongue
Gazing up at you I swear I can see into your soul
Your hips undulate as you begin guiding my pace
My throat muscles relax as I am taking you whole

I continue my onslaught even licking your tight bud
As I lick your tight ass your cock pulses and leaks
I grab your thighs pulling you deeper in my mouth
Seated fully in my throat you make my knees weak

Aching to be fucked I pull your cock from my mouth
Nectar drips from my sex as my excitement builds
I get in position on display in front of you on all fours
All of my holes exposed and all throbbing to be filled 

I feel the slap of your balls with your first thrust
My dripping pussy full of your engorged erection
You grab hold of me as leverage to go deeper
I grind my pussy against you in lust filled gyration 

From behind I can feel your eyes as they devour me
The pummel of your cock demands my full attention
With every thrust you are claiming my pussy tonight
I am physically aroused beyond all comprehension 

Your hard firm thrusts awake every nerve in my body
The rush of hot blood pulsing in my veins I can feel
I sharply inhale as you grab handfuls of my breasts
Rolling my nipple in your fingers making me squeal 

Still on all fours my body trembles from pleasure
Tonight you breached every wall of my defenses
I feel your cock throb as you stretch me to take you
In a whisper I am begging you to fuck me senseless 

Skin to skin your cock glides perfectly inside me
The intimacy of bare skin creates sensational sex
I can feel every throb of your swollen thick cock
And you feel me twitch inside as my muscles flex

My nipples ablaze with pleasure as you squeeze
In a primal moan you declare your growing need
You can tell my orgasm is near by the way I gasp
From my cum filled cunt you say that you will feed

Exploding mutual orgasms of uncontrollable ecstasy
Without exchanging words we move to do sixty-nine
I naughtily lick your shaft and I suck your balls clean
You then spread my pussy wide so you can lick mine

We feast together on the nectar produced by our sex
Finally exhausted we crumple in a naked tangle of bliss
Lying spent as your fingers trace along my every curve
Satisfaction fills your eyes as we share a messy kiss 

Tonight I asked you to fuck me again without worries
We had no idea the sexual pleasure we were in for
My entire body responds instinctively to your cock
"So if this happens again shall we try the back door?

S Q U I R T

He Arrived more than 
willing to put in Work,
No Rolling up sleeves, 
bare skin, removing shirt,
The Assortment of flavors was 
just an additional perk, 

His mission was to 
make her S Q U I R T,
Cream, 
run down her leg,
Stream,
 
He wanted to see his rod Gleam,
Parted Legs, Tongue erect, 
like a wooden peg,
defining the line of her division,
over and over again 
with precision, 

Lips swollen, 
Clit has risen,
Tongue spiraling, 
tunneling,
burrowing deep, 
in her settling creek,
so warm, the overflow seeps,
from the depths of her south,
He whispers,
and just then,
 
A Jet stream,
Is fired,
In his Mouth.

Fucked her Blonde Pussy

I met Kim at work. She was a hot luscious married blonde with long legs, great ass and great boobs. We got to talking and found out she wasn't happily married and wasn't getting enough. One day I was complaining about my girl and she suggested we have an affair since we were both unhappy. I took her by her hand to the parking lot and kissed her in a dark corner.

The next day we went to "lunch" and parked outside my apartment. We started kissing and petting-she was wearing a slinky black dress and I pulled out a tit and bit and sucked on it. Then I fingered her neatly trimmed blonde pussy and made her grab my cock. Took her inside and on the sofa we French kissed, then she suddenly started undressing leaving only her thong panties on. I got naked, rock hard, and we locked into another wet kiss. I whispered "I want to fuck you bad" into her ear and she said "fuck me-I want you so bad" so I laid her down roughly on the floor and get into a 69 position. I started eating her pussy and playing with her hole. I just licked and licked until she came-it felt great having my dick in her mouth as she had her orgasm.

Next I picked her up and placed her on the couch, taking the thong off, and spread her legs and lifted her ass in the air. I took my dick and slid it inside her moist cunt, telling her how beautiful she was and how much I'd wanted to fuck her. I started humping her gently, but she wanted harder-and shouted as much! I rammed into her harder, telling her she was my woman now, my slut, and that I was going to fuck her as much as I wanted! She kept saying "oh yeah" as I fucked her blonde pussy. Next I laid her face down on the sofa and penetrated her again. She kept saying "fuck me" as I felt it was coming. I pulled it out and telling her I was making her mine splattered my cum on her tits and I rubbed it on her and made her do the same. I fucked her dozens of times during the year it lasted until her husband found out and we had to stop.

Hands off me you Pervert

My brother had returned home from college, and I was home after a long time too. We were seeing each other after a long time, and he was such a sight for sore eyes. At the sight of me, he just ran towards me and bear hugged me. I could feel my round breasts press into his muscular chest.

We talked a lot and chatted a lot. Having a brother is really the best thing. Until, it got even better.

My mom kept our old clothes in a single room, as since me and my brother had moved out, she changed our respective rooms into a library and gym. Since we wanted to use the pool that day, we had to go inside the room to get our swimsuits and change. As much as he was my brother, I felt shy about changing in front of him, so I turned around. I couldn't get the zipper down my top, so I beckoned to him for help.

Very slowly, he ran the zipper down my back. I could feel his hot breath on the nape of my neck. I felt my top coming off. I had not asked him help removing my top!

"What are you doing Nicholas?!", I asked.

He looked into my eyes with a carnal passion and kissed me, running a finger along my cleavage lined by my bra. My brain was telling me to back off, but I plunged into the kiss, shoving my tongue into his mouth. My hand was taking his palm of his sister's tit, but my tits were jutting out, longing for the forceful hands of a man to squeeze them hard.

As I was drowning in the passion, I felt a tingle over my clitoris. Jesus, his hand was tracing down my stomach, inside my panties!!!

I meant to say, "Nicholas, get your filthy hands off me you pervert!", but the words that come out were "Fuck me now, brother. Eat my tits for breakfast, my pussy for lunch and my ass for dinner."
(Author : Gemma Atkinson)

Fuck Night Throughout

Taste
Touch
Soft silk
Color of spilled milk

Soft lips
Soft touch
I want you so much

Breathe in
Cry out
In anticipation
Night throughout

Teeth Nibble
Hands caress
Heartbeat flutters
Within the chest.

I wanna feel you
Against my skin
Feel your hardness
Deep within

Moaning
against your chest
Breath uneven
Lips upon my breast

Back arches
You do the same
Holding each other
I scream your name

Pulse quickens
slowly subsides
You laugh
As I try to hide

Small movement
Intake of breath
Oh my god
We aren't done yet

Moving slowly
To and from
I wonder
Just how far
we will go

Thoughts leave
I grab the bed
Only you
Are in my head.

She Grabbed & Pulled. Then I Fucked.

There were sounds of a couple having sex, and the unmistakable moan of my sister in law. She muttered "fuck, that's hot". I peeked around the corner and she was laying on the bed, naked, fingering herself while watching a porn video on her phone. It was too much form me. I couldn't take it anymore and fished out my cock and started stroking, watching her. 

I thought I was doing a pretty job of being quiet, but at one point I moaned without meaning to. I stopped and she moaned from behind the door, apparently oblivious. I kept tugging on my cock and while I was positioning myself to get a better view, my hand hit the door. I ducked back behind the door and froze, my heart pounding in my chest. The sounds from the room continued. 

After a few moments I regained my courage and peeked back around the door. I was face to face with my sister and law, who was standing there naked. She simply smiled and grabbed my hand and pulled me into the room, closing the door behind us. 

My hard cock was still hanging free and her eyes dropped down to meet it. "It seems like you like what you see." I confirmed that I did. She told me that if I wanted to watch, all I had to do was ask. "But, now that you're here, let me help you with that..."

She dropped to her knees and took my cock deep into her throat. She sucked me and swallowed my cock in a way that could only be described as amazing. I warned her I was about to cum and she picked up the pace. I grabbed the back of her head and forced my cock down her throat as I erupted my balls down her throat. Like a good girl, she moaned, swallowed it all, and then licked her lips. 

She stood up and kissed me full on the lips while my hands explored her nubile body. I grabbed her ass and lifted her up and carried her to the bed. I tossed her onto her back and crawled between her delicious thighs and buried my face in her pussy. In short order she was moaning and writhing on the bed. I was worried she might wake the whole neighborhood, but I also didn't care. My sole thought at the moment was to give her pleasure. She grabbed my head and shuddered as she cried out "Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" as she came all over my face. 

She smiled up at me and said thank you. Then she noticed my still-hard cock. She turned around and got on all fours and wiggled her ass at me. I didn't need a second invitation. I knelt behind her and rammed my cock into her pussy up to the hilt. I fucked her hard and deep with long, slow strokes. She was crying out with pleasure. I pushed her flat on her stomach and continued fucking her from behind. She screamed and moaned into the pillow. She turned her head and yelled at me to empty my balls into her twat, I happily obliged. 

I laid on her back for a few minutes as we both caught our breath, then I pulled out of her and laid beside her, my cock still half-hard. She rolled over and took my cock into her mouth again. Between licks and sucks she told me that she was cleaning me off. Then she let out an evil chuckle. I asked her what was so funny and she said that next time we should include her sister...