30 Steamy Adult Vignette

Arranging my bikini in front of the mirror, I admired my radiant complexion and toned body. I had excused my boyfriend for a quick ease at the convenience, but the loud music downstairs at the pool party seeped through the windows. I could feel the vibration from the speakers hit my chest.

As I made my way out of the bathroom and out of the hotel room, I heard a masculine voice from the next room. He seemed to be in an argument with his girl.

I walked past knowing that it was their own problem to solve. But my steps were brought to a halt when I heard the man shout slightly above his voice.

"I don't know why it's so hard for you to do simple things." The man said,

"Babe, I'm trying my best. What else do you expect from me?" Replied the feminine voice in the background, her voice was calm as ice.

Hearing her, I assumed her to be timid and didn't deserve to be scolded that way. But my sympathy soon transformed into laughter when I heard the man say, "I just don't understand why it's so hard for you to ride me the way Stella does."

Stella must be his ex, I assumed again. Sex was the reason for their argument? So sad!

Then I decided to peep through the door since it was only half closed. My eyes widened as I witnessed his thick c**k. He sat on the sofa with only his shirts on, and his girlfriend sat on the bed, covered in a white towel.

I silently stood there, watching as they argued. Not until the man's gaze shifted to the door and he found me eavesdropping on their conversation. I quickly moved from the door and leaned on the wall.

As I heard the man's footsteps coming towards me, my face flushed, wondering what was going to happen. He came out of the room and caught me leaning on the wall, attempting to hide.

His gaze was tight on my body, "Woah! "What are you doing here?" he asked,

"I-I was just...uhh, passing." I stammered, looking at his firm c**k. He daringly came out without putting on his shorts.

His brow raised in disbelief. "you were passing?"

Words hung in my throat, I knew I had been caught on the spot.

The man's gaze lingered on my body rather than my face, and he seemed calm despite my offence. "You've got some nice b**bs though," he commented.

"I looked at my chest and my bra was barely covering my br**sts.

"Wanna join me inside?" He offered,

Uncertainty etched itself on me, but his voice was convincing. "Come on, let's go in. You'll like it here." He said as he pulled me by my wrist. As we entered the room, he locked the door behind him.

My gaze awkwardly met his frustrated girlfriend's. "Hi," I greeted and she replied with a forced smile.

The moment was awkward and tense and I wondered what was going to happen. All three of us were literally nude- The man only wore a shirt, his girlfriend covered her n**ed body with only a towel, and I was in my bikini.

The man came closer to me and looked straight into my dull eyes. "You're not a virgin, are you?"

I nodded,

"Great! Now come on, let's show my naive girlfriend how it's done. I hope you're up to the task."

I was already horny from the constant sight of his full c**k, how could I refuse? I only hoped to get it done quickly before my boyfriend came upstairs in search of me.

I turned to his girlfriend that was seated on the bed, her face wore no disapproving look. In fact she looked curious, eager to see how it was done.

The man moved even closer, our faces were inches apart as he placed his hands on my a*s. He squeezed them efficiently and kissed me lightly from my lips down to my neck.

Doing this, he made his c**k sneak between my thighs and he pushed it back and forth.

A soft moan escaped his lips as he sat on the sofa, drawing me to his laps. His c**k stood firm as I sat on it, my back to him.

The veiny c**k tried to force its way through the fabric of my bikini but it was all vain. I moaned lightly as I swivelled my hips on his c**k. I could feel its sweetness even if it was not directly in my pussy.

Then his hands slowly slid under my bra, playing with my n**ples. I couldn't help the intense feeling so I moaned loudly. The man's girlfriend sat still on the bed, watching us in wonder.

After minutes of swaying my hips on his d**k, I stood up and sat with my face to him, my legs straddled him. Shifting my pant to one side and exposing my warm p**sy, I sat on his c**k. His c**k in my p**sy made slurpy sounds as I began to ride it. He grabbed my a*s with one hand while the other hand squeezed my boobs.

Riding him, I moved my face closer to his. His breath tickled my skin as I took his lips in my mouth. In a consuming desire, I gave him a long, continuous lick on the lips and tongue.

From slow to fast, my pace increased. His grip tightened on my a*s, lips on mine and d**k in my p**sy. Sweetest f**k of the century!

The sound that echoed in the room was the sound of his b**ls clapping beneath my a*s, and our silent moans. Just then I felt a hand on my upper arm and I looked up to see the man's girlfriend.

"Allow me to ride him, while you supervise." She said,

I didn't want to get up from the sweet d**k but I wasn't given an option. As I stood from it, the long c**k covered in my creamy juices fell heavily on his thighs. His girlfriend then took over. She unwrapped her towel, held the d**k in place and sat on it, while I gasped at her amazing features.

Her b**bs were big and firm, and her a*s was fleshy. I was a bit surprised why her man had not been satisfied with all of those. As she rode him, her br**sts dangled on his face and he took one of it in his mouth.

"Ah, yes!" the man moaned, his eyes closed.

She seemed to have learned from me really quickly. I touched my p**sy, and it was still slippery. I knew they didn't need me anymore but I sure still had need for that d**k.

As she continued riding her boyfriend, I bent low and french kissed him for several seconds. Then I begged her for a few more thrusts so that I could leave. Without hesitation, she stood up from him and I stood between his legs.

Pulling him upwards by his shirt, I led us to the bed and reclined. Spreading my legs, he laid on top of me. His hairy chest caressed my breast as his d**k began sliding in and out of me.

I screamed uncontrollably when he hit my base over and over again, his b**ls tapping me continuously. Then he went in really, really slow and took it out in the same manner. Repeating the act, I lifted my neck and caught his lips, locking it in a pleasurable kiss.

Just then, he went in faster, really faster than before, and in no time, I found myself jerking. My eyes were closed and all I could feel were my juices dripping out of my p**sy.

With his d**k at a fixed position inside me, he kissed me with his soft lips before pulling out.

He stood up and watched as I vibrated on the bed. The sweetest org**m EVER!

A few seconds later, I opened my eyes on him now f**king his girlfriend in the same position we had just f**ked. I took a deep breath, feeling satisfied. Then I got up from the bed and covered my br**st with my bra that was now around my midriff.

As I left the room on them f**king, I rushed downstairs to my boyfriend who must have been sick of waiting for me.

My name is Nelly. I stood under the shade, fidgeting. My friend, Caroline had taken more time than she needed to get the groceries from the supermarket in the next street. We were on our way from a friend's place when she remembered that she needed to get the groceries. I was so exhausted, so I couldn't go with her. I decided to wait under the shade.

Just as I was about to call her phone for the hundreth time, I saw her crossing the road to my direction with an overwhelming bags of groceries. I sighed, knowing she would need my help for those.

After querying her for wasting my treasured time, I gave her a hand with the bags, and we headed to her home. Well, it's our home now since I've been here for over a week. My strict parents and annoying siblings are the reason I feel more comfortable here than where I was born and raised.

Another thrill about my stay at Caroline's house is her elder brother, whom I have a crush on. A few times, he has touched me but someone always interrupt when we're about to go deeper.

So, we got home and I helped Caroline put all the groceries in place. It was a hot, sunny day. Caroline and I took a relaxing bath to cool down. As we chatted and dressed, Caroline got a call from her boyfriend. He needed her at his house urgently.

She lied, but I already knew that Martin, her boyfriend needed s*x and that was the only reason he phoned her.

I was the only one at home after Caroline left. This would have been the perfect time for Caroline's brother and I. But sadly, I hadn't seen him since Caroline and I returned. He probably left to join his bad company at their joint.

I had opted for a breathable crop top without a bra to guard my huge t*ts beneath, and a pair of silk shorts with no panties too. The day was hot, remember?

After moments of doomscrolling on my phone, I collapsed on the bed and succumbed to exhaustion.

As I tried to sleep, I heard the creaking sound of the room door opening. But I was too weak to open my eyes. Then I felt a hand grab my t*t.

I jolted, sitting up straight on the bed, "Kelvin, what are you doing here?" I asked Caroline's brother.

"Shh!" he warned and began to pull off his trousers.

"Kelvin, what are you trying to do?" I asked, pretending dumb.

Kelvin didn't say a word, he pounced on me spontaneously, his lips locking on mine. Instinctively, I returned the sweet kiss as he laid on me. His naked chest pressed against my t*ts as we french kissed. I could feel his hardness through his briefs.

After minutes of kissing, Kelvin lifted my crop top, exposing my hard n**ples. Like an expert, he began savouring them. The sensation of his teeth and tongue on my n**ples made me moan in an overwhelming desire and intense pleasure.

From my t*ts, to my neck, then to my belly button, he sucked the life out of them. The sudden wetness in my p**sy was an evidence to my horniness.

He sucked my body so critically that I became certain about having multiple hickeys by the time we were done. Kelvin's hand slipped into my silk shorts. He smiled when he discovered my wet p**sy.

Kelvin stripped me of my shorts. He took out his thick c**k and tapped it on my p**sy, causing me to moan in anticipation. Then, he began thrusting in and out with only the tip of his c**k.

"Ahh! Kelvin, deeper please." I whispered, my eyes half closed.

As Kelvin put all of the long d**k inside me, he thrusted in and out in a fast motion. I screamed at the sweetness and he made sure that his whole length was inside me.

Several moments later, he made me lie on my tummy, then he inserted from behind. This was the sweetest part since I could feel his balls lap against my a*s each time he tried to force his full length, but was limited by my thick a*s.

Kelvin kept on digging me until he felt his c*m about to release. He paused his thrusts, leaving his d**k in my pussy for a few seconds before pulling out.

He stroked his d**k, and in a thin high speed jet, his c*m spilled all over my a*s.

Pulling up his trousers and locking his belt, Kelvin smiled at me while my fingers felt my warm p**sy, "You're so sweet, Nelly. I'll catch up with you later." He said and exited the door.

I'm Olivia, I sat at the elegant table surrounded by soft candlelight. Before me, an exquisite dinner set awaited: Seared Scallops, Creamy Lobster Bisque, Grilled Filet Mignon with Truffle Mashed Potatoes, and Crème Brûlée, paired with a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon. The aromas teased my senses, heightening my anticipation.

Fake life was more interesting than I ever imagined, and I hoped that Mark, my stingy boyfriend won't fail to send the money before that assertive waitress of a girl came with the exorbitant bill.

As I began to savor the delicious dinner before me, the sweet, creamy taste made me forget about all other worries. I completely lost thought about the unpaid loan I had taken last week, and the rented car that I was yet to renew it's lease. The company had given me an extra two days to pay, else they'll track down the car with their special team and a group of cops.

But that was behind, I needed to face this mouth-watering dinner before any other thing.

A few minutes later, I found myself scraping the bowl of my crème Brûlée, the rest of the plates already emptied. My heart skipped a beat when I realised that I hadn't received any credit alert from Mark yet

As I began to panick on my seat, The waitress approached me with a bill folder and a pen. "Ma'am would you like to pay with card or cash?"

I looked at her, speechless. On the spur of the moment, a saviour arrived, "How much is the bill?"

The waitress called out the bill and without hesitating, he transferred the money with his mobile. The waitress confirmed it at the instance, handing him a reciept.

I looked up at him, my eyes widening in wonder. I was about to thank him from the depth of my heart when he said, "Don't say it, just come with me." He began walking towards the exit.

I immediately picked up my purse from the table and followed behind him. My crazy mind read, "He looks rich. He may want to take me in as a wife."

The man led me to his car, it was the latest model of Bugatti La Voiture Noire. I was astonished by the extent of his wealth. My heart danced, knowing I just caught a rich man.

The drive to his mansion was awkwardly silent. His eyes were fixed on the road most of the time but there were a few times he took quick glances at me.

The interior design of his mansion was sophisticated and opulent, but his bedroom was an intimate sanctuary, wrapped in decadent silks and velvets.

"Take off your clothes," He said, locking the bedroom door.

Surprised, I asked, "Why should I take off my clothes?" But he didn't answer. He only began to undress himself.

At this point, I knew what was going to come next. I wondered why I had even thought that someone would foot such an expensive bill without wanting anything in return.

"Anyways, since this is what he wants, I guess I'm up to the task. I'm not a virgin afterall." I said to myself.

As I began to strip, he sat, stark naked on the bed, waiting for me

After stripping, I sat on his thighs, my legs on either side. My br**sts were almost on the same level with his mouth. His d**k pointed at my p**sy with it's tip gently caressing it.

Looking straight into my eyes, he squeezed my a*s like he would a teddy bear. "So soft!" He whispered.

Enjoying his hands on my a*s, I instinctively leaned forward, presenting my lips. He gave it a few light kisses and brought his hand to my neck, making sure my lips were in the right position.

The soft pressure of his lips on mine was the kind that spoke of curiosity and exploration rather than passion and urgency. Time stood still as we savored the taste of our lips. The sensation of his bare skin on mine, and his d**k rubbing my p**sy was unexplainable.

His hands on my neck moved down to my a*s. He gave it a little squeeze before gently pushing my hips forward, causing his tip to effortlessly slide into my wet p**sy. Leaving it fixed at that point, he sucked my neck passionately.

I moaned and began cycling my hips on him while his unrelenting neck kisses made me forget about the surrounding. Laying on the bed with the man on top of me, he sucked my n**ples like an expert.

Amidst the moment of extreme pleasure, he raised my right leg, exposing my p**sy hole. As he added some lubrications and shove his thick c**k inside me, he pushed it in till my deep p**sy ate up the whole length.

Bringing it out, his d**k was already covered in my creamy juices. He shoved it in multiple times and all I did was moan to the pleasurable feeling. The slurpy sound made was a thrill as he kept on f**king my p**sy hole.

With every passing minute, he increased his pace. Soon he reclined, gesturing for me to come atop and ride him. I obeyed and sat on his erect d**k, causing him to let out a soft moan. He put a grip on my waist as I began to f**k him.

Almost half an hour of riding him, I felt a warm substance go into my p**sy from his d**k. Realising it was his c*m, I tried to get up so he wouldn't spill all his seed inside me, but his grip on my waist was firm and unyielding. He made sure that every single sp**m went into my body before he let go of me.

"As he slipped from under me, he began to dress up.

"What was that for?" I asked,

"I hate wasting those," he replied plainly.

I had opted to stay a little longer, thinking that I had found a new, rich man but he didn't even want me to stay for an extra second. My heart dropped when he said that his wife would be back home in a few minutes and that it would be better if I left immediately.

He dropped me off at the restaurant where he picked me, leaving me alone to face my loan and car debts. If not anything, I was grateful for the dinner, the luxurious ride and the sweet f**k.