Dirty Forbidden Confessions
"You can scream. Nobody's coming to save you." His c^ck is buried so deep I feel it in my ribs. My wrists are tied above my head with his belt while another man feeds his c^ck into my mouth. I'm gagging, drooling, mascara running down my cheeks, and my pussy is clenching so hard the one inside me groans. * * *
This book contains extreme sexual content on every page. Gangbangs. Breeding. BDSM. Knotting. Choking. Double penetration. If your pussy isn't throbbing by the end of this warning, this book isn't for you. If you want something filthy. Something with thick cocks and rough hands and a voice that growls "good girl" while he's buried inside you. Something you'd never say out loud but your body responds to so hard your panties are wet before the fantasy even finishes playing. This book is that fantasy. Ten times over. C^cks shoved down throats until she's choking and drooling and begging with her eyes because her mouth is too full to speak. Pussies stretched around men so thick her walls ache for days. Two c^cks inside her at once while a third fills her mouth. Knots swelling and locking, pumping her so full her stomach feels heavy. Faces slapped mid-thrust while she whispers "again." Men who spit in her mouth, cum inside her raw, and don't let her clean up before the next one takes his turn. No slow burn. No fade to black. No soft landing. Just raw, graphic, unfiltered filth that starts on page one and doesn't let up until the final sentence. If the thought of being pinned, stretched, filled, bred, and used until cum is running down both your thighs makes something tighten low in your stomach, open the book. They're waiting. And they don't play gentle.
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Chapter: THE AUCTION HOUSE (4)He came to us like a man approaching an altar, reverent and eager and barely able to contain himself.Claudette and I undressed him together, working in perfect synchronization as if we'd been doing this for years. She handled his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly and pushing it off his shoulders while I worked on his belt and pants. When he was finally naked between us, his cock standing proud and eager, we pushed him down onto the bed and took our positions on either side of him."The rules are simple," Claudette explained, running her hand down his chest and circling one of his nipples with her fingernail. "You do not move unless we tell you to. You do not come until we give explicit permission. And you do everything we ask without question. Understood?""Understood," Elias managed, his voice already strained with want."Good boy." She nodded at me with an approving smile. "Your wife will start. Show him what you learned from me tonight."I leaned over and kissed him, letting him taste
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Chapter: THE AUCTION HOUSE (3)She laid me down on the white sheets like I was something precious, something to be savored."First," Claudette said, positioning herself over me, "we learn what makes you tremble."She kissed my neck, my collarbone, the swell of my breasts above my bra. Each kiss was purposeful, mapping my responses, cataloging which spots made me gasp and which made me moan.When she unclasped my bra and took my nipple in her mouth, I arched off the bed with a cry."There," she murmured against my skin. "That is the sound I wanted."She lavished attention on my breasts, alternating between them, using her tongue and her teeth until I was writhing under her.I'd never felt this sensitive before, never felt so completely focused on by another person. Elias was an attentive lover, but this was different.Claudette touched me like she knew my body better than I did."May I?" she asked, her fingers playing with the waistband of my underwear, teasing the sensitive skin just above where I needed her most.
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Chapter: THE AUCTION HOUSE (2)The auction began at ten o'clock sharp.We'd spent the last hour talking with Claudette, learning that she was a gallery owner who'd been part of the Velour Society for three years, that she preferred champagne to wine and women to men but found the right couple irresistible, that she'd been watching us since we walked in because she recognized something in us that she found compelling."You are hungry," she'd said, her finger tracing the rim of her glass. "Both of you. Hungry for something you have not yet tasted. I find that hunger very attractive."Now she was standing on the small stage at the front of the room, one of a dozen participants waiting to be bid upon. The auctioneer, a silver-haired man with a commanding presence, was working his way through the offerings with theatrical flair."And now, Lot Number Seven. The lovely Claudette, a three-year member of our society, offering herself for the evening to the highest bidder. Shall we start at fifty tokens?"Elias squeezed my
آخر تحديث: 2026-06-05
Chapter: THE AUCTION HOUSE (1)The invitation arrived in a black envelope with gold lettering, no return address."The Velour Society requests your presence at our monthly gathering. Formal attire required. Bring this card for entry. Tell no one."Elias had been trying to get us invited for months, calling in favors from business contacts who moved in certain circles. I'd agreed to try it once, just once, to see what all the fuss was about. Now, standing in front of the mirror in a backless gown that cost more than our first car, I wasn't sure I was ready for what tonight would bring."You look incredible." Elias appeared behind me, adjusting his bow tie. He was handsome in his tuxedo, the gray at his temples making him look distinguished rather than old. After eight years of marriage, I still found him attractive. That wasn't the problem.The problem was that I also found other people attractive. And so did he. And we'd finally decided to do something about it."Are you sure about this?" I asked, meeting his eyes
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Chapter: THREE BROTHERS, ONE INHERITANCE (2)They rotate through me like they've been doing this together their whole lives.Warren replaces Knox inside me, his rhythm different, more artistic somehow, like he's painting pleasure across my body with each stroke.Knox moves to my mouth, making me taste myself on his cock while Pierce watches from a chair, stroking himself slowly."You're watching them fuck your wife," I say to Pierce when Knox pulls out of my mouth to catch his breath. "Does that bother you?""We're not married yet." His eyes never leave the place where Warren is joined with me. "And no. It doesn't bother me. It's actually quite educational.""Educational?""I'm learning what you like." His smile is sharp. "Warren uses long strokes, varying his pace. You respond well to that. Knox was faster, harder. You responded well to that too. You're adaptable. That will serve us all well in this arrangement.""You're analyzing my sexual responses while your brothers take turns inside me.""I analyze everything. It's what ma
آخر تحديث: 2026-06-03
Chapter: THREE BROTHERS, ONE INHERITANCE (1)The first night, they argue about who goes first.We're in the penthouse they'll be sharing for the duration of the marriage, all four of us standing in the living room with too much space and too much tension between us.The wedding is three days away, but Pierce insisted we start acclimating to each other immediately."I'm the eldest," Pierce argues. "Traditionally, I would have first rights.""This isn't the Middle Ages." Knox crosses his arms. "And there's nothing traditional about this situation.""Let her choose." Warren's quiet suggestion cuts through their bickering. "She's the one who has to sleep with us. She should decide the order."They all turn to look at me, waiting. I consider my options carefully.Pierce is controlled, powerful, probably dominant in bed. Knox is passionate, competitive, likely to try to outdo his brothers. Warren is the wild card, the artistic one whose desires I can't predict."All three of you," I say. "Tonight. Together."The silence is deafening.
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