Chapter: Nanny by day, slut at night (2)Nanny by day, slut at night (2) Grace's POV My first day as Emma’s nanny started early in the morning. I was nervous but trying my best to stay put. When I walked into the big playroom, little Emma was sitting on the floor with her toys. She was four years old, with cute curly hair and big sad eyes. I heard from the other maids that she had not liked any nanny since her mother left two years ago and she always cried or stayed quiet. I smiled gently and knelt down to her level. “Hi Emma, I’m Grace. I’m going to take care of you from now on. Do you want to play?” To my surprise, Emma looked at me for a long time, then slowly nodded. She even gave me a small smile that made my heart melt. She took my hand and showed me her favorite doll. For the first time in a long while, she was not crying or hiding, she actually liked me. The whole morning went well. I played with her, read her a story, and made her favorite lunch which was chicken soup and rice. She ate everything happily and a
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Chapter: Nanny by day , slut at night (1)Nanny by day , slut at night (1) Grace’s POV Life as a single mom was kicking my ass every single day. I dropped out of school when I was in my third year in university, I was only 23 years old then. My mom couldn't afford taking care of my child and I so I moved out nine months after I had my daughter, Lily. I stood in my tiny kitchen, washing dishes while my three-year-old daughter Lily played on the floor with her old toys. The rent was late again, the light bill was due and her diapers were almost finished. I had been applying for nanny jobs for months, but nobody called back. I was tired, broke, and scared for my baby girl. My phone suddenly rang. I quickly dried my hands and picked it up to see an unknown number. “Hello?” I said, my voice tired. “Miss Grace Thompson?” a professional woman’s voice asked. “You applied for the live-in nanny position. Congratulations, you have been selected. Can you start tomorrow morning?” I almost dropped the phone. “Yes! Yes, I can. Thank
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Chapter: I fucked My Fiance's Father (4)I fucked My Fiance's Father (4) Sophia's POV It had been two weeks since Victor first took me. Two weeks of secret meetings whenever Alex was away. I knew it was wrong and I knew I was betraying my husband but every time Victor touched me, I forgot everything else. My body was learning to crave him. My mind was starting to need him. That afternoon, Alex was out of town again for business. He had not called me in three days. He only sent short messages saying he was busy. I felt empty when I read them but when Victor called me and said “Come to my room,” my heart started beating fast with excitement. I went to his bedroom. Victor was waiting for me. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a shirt and trousers. He looked strong and handsome. When he saw me, he smiled. “Come here, Sophia,” he said. I walked to him. He pulled me between his legs and looked up at me. “Today, Daddy is going to teach you more,” he said. “You are learning fast, but I want you to lea
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Chapter: I fucked my Fiance's Father (3)I fucked my Fiance's Father (3) Sophia's POV I woke up the next morning in Victor’s bed. My body felt sore in places I had never felt before. I lay there quietly, staring at the ceiling. My mind was full of last night. Victor had taken my virginity. He had been gentle at first, but then he became rough and strong. I remembered how full I felt when he was inside me. I remembered how I moaned his name. I remembered how good it felt even when it hurt a little. I turned my head and saw Victor sleeping beside me. He looked so strong even when he was sleeping, his chest moving up and down slowly. I felt a strange warmth in my stomach. I knew this was wrong. He was my fiancé’s father but I could not stop the feeling. I wanted him again. Victor opened his eyes and looked at me. He smiled a little and pulled me closer, his big arm wrapped around my body. “Good morning, Sophia,” he said in his deep voice. “Good morning,” I whispered. He kissed my forehead. “How do you feel?” I bit my l
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Chapter: I fucked my fiance's Father (2)I fucked my fiance's Father (2) Sophia's POV After that first dinner together, I couldn't stop thinking about Victor. He was in every way different from Alex and I kept imagining how it would be to experience sex with him. My mind pricked with guilt every moment the thought came to my mind. It was forbidden and it wasn't supposed to be heard or even had come to my mind in the first place. I knew this wasn't appropriate but my aching heart and yearning body wouldn't listen. Every night I lay in bed thinking about him, my heart would start to beat fast and my skin felt hot. I tried to push the thoughts away, but they kept coming back. Alex was away for work for a few days. He left without even kissing me goodbye. He just said “I’ll be back soon” and closed the door. I felt alone again and empty. That same evening, Victor called me. “Sophia, are you free?” he asked in his deep voice. “I want to check on you. Alex is not around so you should come over for dinner.” I knew I should
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Chapter: I fucked my fiance's Father (1)I fucked my fiance's Father (1) Sophia's POV I was engaged to a man named Alex and everyone said I was lucky for being with him. He came from a rich family, he was handsome and he had a good job but the truth was, Alex did not really care about me. He was always busy, he rarely touched me, he rarely looked at me like he really saw me. I told myself that was normal and thought within myself marriage would make it better. One Sunday, Alex took me to his family house for dinner. I was nervous. I wore a simple blue dress and tried to look nice. When we walked inside the big house, his father was standing in the living room waiting for us. That was the first time I met Victor. He was 48 years old, tall and strong with hair that had some grey at the sides, but it made him look even more handsome. His eyes were sharp and dark and when he looked at me, I felt like he could see everything inside me. He smiled politely and shook my hand. His hand was big and warm, when our fingers touched
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Rotten Fruit Tastes Sweetest
“This isn't right—,” my voice cracked, slow moans slipping through my lips.
“Sienna—” he called, his husky voice like hushed whispers in my ear. “Why….why do you say so? You don't want me? Don't you like what I do to you? The way I touch you….”
He didn't stop. His fingers kept working their magic inside of me, slipping in and out in a pace I wouldn't call gentle.
“I—I. S—Soren!” I jerked when he dipped deeper, hitting my core.
“Sshhh….” Finally letting my pussy free, he lay me flat on the bed, my body stark naked before him. Sweaty and dripping hot with an ache for ecstasy.
“Daddy wants you and you wouldn't argue, okay?”
I nodded, without further hesitation.
He had so much control over me. One I couldn't handle.
He was so possessive. Fucking domineering. But I liked it, even though he was my stepbrother. Even though I knew this was so wrong.
*****
Stuck between two stepbrothers. Sienna is left to make a decision, would she give in to the forbidden desires building within her?
And when she chooses at last who will it be? The one who makes her heart flutter and her pussy drip or the one that wraps shield around her like a cardigan in winter?
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Chapter: Chapter Fifteen — ThreatChapter Fifteen — Threat SOREN’S POVMia's scream shook the place, and for one frozen second the entire room held its breath.“You think you can steal my boyfriend and play the victim?” She jabbed a finger toward Sienna, the phone still raised like evidence in a trial none of us had asked for. “The whole world’s about to see what kind of homewrecker you really are.”I felt Sienna flinch against me. My hand was already on the small of her back under Simon’s jacket, possessive and protective, that was the only thing I could offer without the cops dragging me away. Her body was still warm from the car, still carrying the ghost of what we’d done, and the guilt in her eyes nearly broke me. She looked up at me, then at Simon, tears spilling over like she was drowning right there between us.‘God, Senorita. I did this to you.’ I lamented inwardly.The detective stood slowly, the chair scraping loudly, making everyone tense. “Everyone sit down. Now put your phones on the table. I want no mor
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Chapter: Chapter Fourteen — TormentChapter Fourteen — Torment SOREN’S POVI drove the Mustang with so much energy as anger burned within me. I kept moving behind,staying glued to the police cruiser’s bumper, red and blue lights painting my windshield in streaks that blurred with the tears I refused to let fall. My knuckles turned white as I gripped the wheel and every shift of the seat reminded me she had been mine, completely and desperately mine, only minutes ago in the car parked by the lake.But now she was in the back of that cruiser with ‘him’.Simon.My twin. The one who always played the good guy and the one whose jacket was probably wrapped around her shoulders right now, whispering words of safety and promises I could never make. I could see his silhouette through the rear window, his head bent close to hers, and his hand probably stroking her knuckles the way he did when he thought no one was watching. It was gentle and caring. He was the brother she was supposed to want.It fucking killed me.I loved her.
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Chapter: Chapter Thirteen — Secrets Unveiled.Chapter Thirteen — Secrets UnveiledSIENNA’S POVThe countdown hit zero in my chest before the video could even finish loading.“3… 2…” and the next second, the world exploded in red and blue.Police lights flooded the clearing like it was judgment day, painting Soren’s face in harsh stripes while he was still half-buried inside me, hot and real and terrifyingly right. My thighs trembled around his hips. Cum was already slipping down my skin, sticky and undeniable, and all I could think was “this is how they’ll find me, half-naked, ruined and caught between the two boys who were never supposed to touch me’.Simon’s hand was still outstretched, his jacket dangling from his fingers like a white flag no one would accept. His almond eyes were glassy and he didn't seem to be angry but with this quietness, I noticed hurt clinging around him. “Sienna,” he breathed, his voice so soft. “Let me cover you. Please, before they see.” He stepped forward, even as Soren’s grip tightened on my wa
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Chapter: Chapter Twelve — Shattered in the MiddleChapter Twelve — Shattered in the MiddleSIENNA’S POVEverything inside me cracked at once.Soren was still buried deep in me, thick and pulsing, his hands gripping my hips like I was the only thing keeping him from falling apart. His ocean eyes burned into mine and it was not just lust anymore, but something raw and almost desperate. Like he was silently begging me not to choose the safe road again. My body trembled around him, still fluttering from the orgasm that had ripped through me seconds ago, but my heart… my heart was bleeding now.Simon stood frozen at the open car door, the golden afternoon light catching the tears already gathering in his almond eyes. His wavy brown hair was messy from the wind, and his chest rose and fell like he had run the whole way down to this place. “Sienna…” The word came out of his mouth broken and softer than any touch he had ever given me. “I drove here to hold you and to be the brother who makes your nightmares stop and now I find you in Soren'
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Chapter: Chapter ElevenChapter Eleven — Tangled FlamesSIENNA’S POV Soren’s black Mustang pulled out of the mansion like it was running away from a crime scene. I sat shotgun, my dress still wrinkled from last night, my heart hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat. ‘This is wrong. So wrong.’ I kept chanting in my head, repeating it like a prayer, but my body betrayed me. My thighs clenched at the memory of his hands, my skin still tingling where he’d touched me yesterday. He glanced over at me with one hand on the wheel and the other sliding onto my bare knee. “You’re thinking too loud, Senorita. Are you regretting this already?” His voice was low and rough, his ocean gaze dark with hunger. “I should be,” I whispered, but my fingers found his anyway, tracing the veins on his forearm. “I just ran from my mom, from Simon… from everything. And now I’m here with you. The one who’s supposed to be my stepbrother.” Soren’s laugh was dark. He pulled off the main road onto a hidden dirt path leadin
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Chapter: Chapter TenChapter Ten — Complicated Morning SIENNA’S POV Sunlight streaked through the half-open curtains as I woke up tangled in Simon’s jacket, the faint smell of his soap clinging to my skin, but my mind was somewhere else, somewhere back on the balcony, caught between two brothers. I checked my phone, it was 6:17 a.m. and there were three missed calls from Mom: ‘Sweetie, come for breakfast in the garden at 8! Family bonding time! 💕’I almost laughed. Bonding. Little did she know we had spent the night ripping the family apart. I sat up on the big shared couch in the common area of the suite, my hair a mess and my dress wrinkled from too much tossing and turning. Simon’s door was slightly open and I could hear soft breathing. Soren’s door on the other hand was shut tight, but a thin strip of light underneath told me he did not sleep last night either. My bare feet walked across the cool floor. I should’ve gone to Simon, he was safe and kind, and he was the one who’d held me without d
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Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires
‼️18+ Adult Content
In the quiet heat of suburbia and beyond, desires turn deliciously dark. Married women, curious strangers, and hungry lovers surrender to their most depraved cravings — holes stretched double and overflowing, asses claimed mercilessly until they gape and beg, thick creampies pumped so deep they leak for days, explosive squirting that soaks beds, floors, and faces, face-sitting marathons that leave everyone breathless and dripping, golden showers under steamy lights, clamps tugging painfully with every thrust, bondage machines forcing orgasm after shattering orgasm, and raw taboo fucks that shatter every rule. There is no shame and no limits, but pure, sticky, shameless sin. This is an erotic compilation where filthy forbidden desires aren't just explored… they're devoured completely.
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Chapter: The Midnight Contract 9The Midnight Contract 9The silk slip clung to my sweat-damp skin as Damien led me back to our suite. My legs still trembled from the bench scene downstairs—the way he’d fucked me slow and deep while the other couple watched, their eyes tracing every moan, every quiver of my body. I should have felt used. Instead, I felt alive. Cherished in the strangest way.Inside the room, he closed the door and turned me to face him. His hands framed my face, thumbs brushing my cheekbones with unexpected gentleness. The contrast between the commanding man who had just displayed me and this tender one made my chest ache.“You’re shaking again,” he said softly. “Talk to me.”I swallowed. “It’s getting harder to remember this has an expiration date.”His eyes darkened, but not with lust this time. Something deeper. He walked me backward until my thighs hit the bed, then eased me down onto it. Instead of stripping me or tying me, he lay beside me fully clothed, pulling me against his chest.“Twenty-on
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Chapter: The Midnight Contract 8The Midnight Contract 8The next few days blurred into a haze of sensation and surrender. Damien kept me at the Society more than in the outside world, and I didn’t protest. My firm’s debts were already being quietly dismantled by his lawyers—proof that the contract was working. But the real transaction was happening in my body and, increasingly, in my mind. Every time I knelt, every time I came on command, another piece of the old Elena chipped away.This morning, he woke me with his mouth between my thighs. I came before I was fully conscious, gasping his name like a prayer. Now, hours later, I stood in the center of our private suite wearing nothing but the leather collar and a pair of sky-high stilettos. My wrists were bound loosely in front of me with soft rope, and a delicate silver chain connected the collar to a ring in the floor, forcing me to stay in place.Damien circled me slowly, dressed in a crisp black shirt and trousers that did nothing to hide his growing arousal. In
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Chapter: The Midnight Contract 7The Midnight Contract 7 The private alcove felt like a sanctuary after the intensity of the main floor. Damien’s arms held me securely on his lap, his fingers tracing soothing circles along my spine as the adrenaline slowly ebbed. My body hummed—cheeks still flushed from the public display, throat slightly raw from taking him so deeply, pussy and ass deliciously sore. The sheer lace bodysuit clung to my damp skin, a constant reminder of how exposed I’d been. “You’re shaking,” he murmured, tilting my chin up. His dark eyes searched mine with surprising concern. “Too much?” I shook my head, swallowing past the lump in my throat. “No. It was… overwhelming. But good. I felt powerful, even on my knees.” The admission surprised me. I’d always prided myself on control—in courtrooms, in life. Here, surrendering it felt like freedom. Damien’s lips curved. He kissed me slowly, deeply, like he was drinking in my honesty. When he pulled back, his voice dropped to that commanding timbre I w
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Chapter: The Midnight Contract 6The Midnight Contract 6Morning light filtered through the heavy drapes, painting the room in soft golds. I stirred against Damien’s chest, my body a map of delicious aches—thighs sore, ass tender from the plug and his cock, pussy still faintly throbbing. His arm was heavy around my waist, possessive even in sleep. For a moment I just lay there, listening to his steady heartbeat, wondering how a man who could ruin me so thoroughly could also make me feel this… safe.The illusion shattered when his voice rumbled against my hair. “No hiding today, Elena. I have plans for you downstairs.”My stomach flipped. “Downstairs? The club?”He rolled me beneath him, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand. His dark eyes bored into mine, already alight with that predatory hunger. “Yes. You’ll wear what I choose. Nothing more. And you’ll let them watch.”Heat flooded my cheeks—and lower. The thought of strangers seeing me like this, exposed and obedient, sent a shameful thrill racing through
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Chapter: The Midnight Contract 5The Midnight Contract 5I woke to the feeling of warm, wet cloth between my thighs. My eyes fluttered open, disoriented for a moment in the candlelit room. Damien knelt beside me on the bed, gently cleaning the evidence of our passion from my skin. His touch was careful, almost reverent—completely at odds with the man who had just fucked my ass until I screamed.“You passed out for a few minutes,” he said softly, a hint of amusement in his voice. “How do you feel?”“Sore,” I admitted, my voice husky. “In the best way. Like every inch of me has been… claimed.” Heat rushed to my face as I said it, but I didn’t look away. The contract demanded honesty, and strangely, I wanted to give it to him.He set the cloth aside and pulled me into his lap, my back against his chest again. His arms encircled me, one hand lazily tracing patterns over my stomach while the other cupped my breast. “You were perfect, Elena. Taking everything I gave you. I could get addicted to the way you come for me.”I
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Chapter: The Midnight Contract 4The Midnight Contract 4Damien’s arms were still wrapped around me, warm and solid, as my breathing slowly returned to normal. My body felt deliciously used—ass still tingling from his spanks, pussy throbbing with the lingering fullness of his release. I could feel his cum slowly leaking out of me onto the silk sheets, a filthy reminder of how thoroughly he’d claimed me. Yet instead of shame, a deep, glowing satisfaction settled in my chest. I had never come so hard, so many times, in one night.He pressed a soft kiss to my temple. “Stay here. Don’t move.”I nodded, too blissed out to do anything else. The cuffs were gone, but the memory of them lingered on my wrists like invisible bracelets. I watched through half-lidded eyes as he walked naked across the room, all coiled muscle and graceful power. He returned with a silver tray holding several items that made my pulse spike: a thick black silicone plug, a sleek remote-controlled vibrator, a bottle of lube, and a length of soft red r
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