Wet,willing and forbidden(a smut collection)
Desire doesn't tempt—it fucking consumes. It sinks its teeth into your morals, rips them apart, and leaves you dripping, desperate, and damned.
This isn't romance. This is dark, obsessive, boundary-shattering filth. *Wet, Willing and Forbidden* delivers EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT—throbbing cocks plunging deep, slick cunts clenching in surrender, mouths stretched around forbidden flesh, every raw, graphic thrust laid bare.
These stories devour you with:
- Obsession teetering on total ruin
- Possessive, morally black lovers who brand skin with teeth and ownership
- Brutal power exchange—collars, commands, choking grips
- Dubious consent that melts resistance into frantic, quivering need
- Public risk—fingers curling inside soaked panties in crowded elevators
- Exhibitionism & voyeurism—eyes devouring heaving tits and straining cocks
- Praise laced with vicious degradation—“good slut” hissed through gritted teeth
- Total control, shattering surrender, deliberate corruption of the innocent
- Feral, animal hunger—bodies slamming, clawing, flooding with sweat and cum
- Secrets that torch reputations and leave lives in smoking ruins
- Queer and fluid desire—tangled limbs, shared mouths, no rules
- Toxic emotional manipulation—love as poison, addiction as chains
Every page pulses with predatory chemistry and psychological heat. No safe words. No gentle aftercare. Just the brutal thrill of crossing lines that should never be touched.
If your pulse isn't already racing and your thighs aren't already slick
open this book anyway.
Because once the craving takes hold, you'll be too far gone to stop.
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Chapter: Fucking Man and WifeThis story is from back when I was in school. My first threesome if I am remembering correctly. Met this woman and her husband at a bar and got invited back to their hotel. The moment Kathy stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but a lacy black bra and matching thong, my cock twitched so hard I nearly spilled my wine.She was a goddamn vision..thick, curvy, and built like every wet dream I’d ever had. Mid-forties, caramel-smooth skin glowing under the hotel lamp, wide hips that flared out dramatically into a massive, heart-shaped ass that strained against the thin fabric of her thong. Those cheeks were so full and juicy they jiggled with every step, the kind of ass that made you want to bury your face in it and never come up for air. Her heavy tits..easily double-Ds..threatened to spill out of the bra, the red lace barely containing them. Her nipples were already hard, poking obscenely against the fabric, and her painted red lips curved into a wicked smile as she watched my eyes dev
Zuletzt aktualisiert: 2026-03-12
Chapter: Glory Hole Sacrament-Part 2The campus quad shimmered under a warm spring sun when I spotted her in the student union. Mary. Same scarlet cardigan, same thick book, same impossible breasts pressed against the table edge as she read. Her legs were crossed beneath, skirt riding just high enough to show the curve of one thigh. My cock stirred the instant I recognized her..two days since the confessional, and the “salvation” she’d given me had worn off like cheap whiskey. The lust was back, sharper, hungrier.I pulled out the chair across from her. “Mind if I join you?”She closed the book, hands folding over it. “Not at all. Nice to see you again, Steve.” Her voice was bright, but those dark blue eyes held something deeper. “I’m Mary.”We talked briefly. I told her the chapel had helped more than she knew. She said she was glad, that helping was her calling. Her gaze never wavered, but her nipples hardened under the cardigan when I let my eyes linger on her chest. She buttoned two more buttons,futile. The fabric st
Zuletzt aktualisiert: 2026-02-23
Chapter: Glory Hole Sacrament- Part 1The campus chapel was empty early on a Saturday night. Of course it was. It seemed as if I was the only student on the whole damn campus wrestling with a semi-existential crisis about lust and desire, morality and all that other bullshit that gets drilled into a person’s head from the cradle. Twelve years of Catholic school, endless Sundays on my knees, rosaries clicking like tiny guilt machines..by the time I hit college, I swore I was done. But a full-ride scholarship to this private Catholic university flipped the script faster than a priest flipping through the missal. Money talks louder than any vow of poverty, apparently. So here I was again, back in church on a Saturday night like some pathetic prodigal who couldn’t even wait for Sunday Mass to let them know they still owned me.I wasn’t planning to spend my whole evening here. I had a buddy’s dorm pre-game lined up, then an off-campus house party where the girls wore next to nothing and the bass hit harder than any sermon. I w
Zuletzt aktualisiert: 2026-02-23
Chapter: Good girl for the professorGet on your knees,” Professor Edward said, his voice calm but cold.The heat in his eyes made my whole body tingle. I dropped to my knees right away, the floor hard under me. He put one hand on my head and guided me closer. My face was now right in front of the big bulge in his pants. I could feel how hot and hard it was even through the fabric. I pressed my cheek against it, rubbing my face on the thick shape, already breathing faster.“Take them off,” he said. “Use your mouth.”For a second I thought..who does he think he is?..but then I leaned in anyway. I caught the zipper with my teeth and pulled it down slowly. The sound was loud in the quiet office. My lips brushed the warm skin just above his waistband as I tugged his pants and boxers down with my teeth. His cock jumped out, thick and heavy, and slapped hard against my cheek with a wet sound.I let out a soft moan. “Ohhh… damn…”“Open your mouth.”I opened wide. He pushed the fat head past my lips right away. It stretched my j
Zuletzt aktualisiert: 2026-02-23
Chapter: “Punish Mummy” — The Day I tasted my stepmother.The moment I buried my cock balls-deep inside Mrs. Naomi’s dripping cunt, she let out the filthiest, most broken moan I’d ever heard in my life. “Fuuuuck… Ethan… yes, baby, stretch Mummy open!” Her voice cracked on the last word, raw and commanding even while she was getting fucked by her own son. Her slick walls clamped down around me like hot velvet, - still creamy from Toby’s load only minutes earlier, and the wet squelch of her pussy swallowing every inch made my head spin. I groaned loud, hips snapping forward on instinct, driving into her so hard the headboard slammed the wall. “Ahhh! Harder!” she cried, legs locking around my waist, red-painted toenails digging into my ass. “Punish Mummy for letting your roommate fill her first…ahh, fuck, right there!” Every thrust made her small tits bounce, dark nipples tight and glistening. Her back arched clean off the bed, mouth open in a silent scream before another moan tore out of her: “Mmmph…yes, yes, yes!” Her cunt fluttered
Zuletzt aktualisiert: 2026-02-23
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