Deseos Prohibidos: Una colección de cuentos cortos
La despedida de soltera de Meghan se suponía que sería su última noche de libertad. En contra de su buen juicio, terminó en los brazos de un apuesto stripper y le fue infiel a su prometido con él. Abrumada por la culpa, le confiesa la traición, pero su reacción es muy distinta a la que ella esperaba. Atormentado por la disfunción eréctil y por un oscuro deseo secreto de ver a la mujer con la que va a casarse siendo tomada por otro hombre, él quiere que vuelvan a hacerlo... esta vez delante de sus propios ojos.
Sumérgete en estas historias independientes donde mujeres insaciables son destrozadas por las pollas que tanto han estado anhelando. Clítoris chupados hasta quedar hinchados, traseros enrojecidos a nalgadas, agujeros apretados estirados hasta que suplican por más. Aquí no hay sexo vainilla, solo perversión pura capaz de hacer que tu coño palpite de deseo.
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Chapter: LA OBSESIÓN DE ZANE (4)(POV de Betty)—¡Quítate de encima! —grité.Cuando recuperé por completo la conciencia y finalmente reconocí quién me había salvado, el cerebro se me fue directo al modo de autodefensa. Acababa de estar a punto de ser violada por Bryce, así que despertar en los brazos de un tipo todavía más grande y fuerte como Zane activó al instante mi respuesta de pelea o huida. Entré en pánico y grité porque pensé que me estaban atacando de nuevo.Nunca habría pensado que ir a esa fiesta me llevaría hasta aquí. ¿Cómo pudo Bryce traicionarme así? Siempre era tan sonriente conmigo y me hacía sentir cosquillas por dentro; nunca habría esperado que fuera una persona completamente diferente. ¡Un violador! La mente me lleva de vuelta a la forma en que había intentado rasgarme el vestido y me estremecí.Miré al tipo grande frente a mí, que ahora tenía una expresión de dolor en su rostro tosco. Bajó las manos al instante y dio un paso completamente atrás. Se veía completamente destrozado, como
Last Updated: 2026-08-16
Chapter: LA OBSESIÓN DE ZANE(3)(POV de Zane)SHIT! What the hell?I looked at her unconscious body in my arms and then I looked at Bryce, who appeared to be unconscious.He had drugged her, the son of a bitch.I had the urge to go to him and hit him harder, but I had to take care of her. She was vulnerable and needed my attention.I was still in my room, trying to figure out a way to get her out of the house. Even though I lived here in the fraternity house, I couldn't just carry her down the hall to my room. The hallways were full of drunk people, and there were guys hanging around everywhere. If anyone saw me carrying Betty like that, there would be a huge scene. Besides, once Bryce's friends found him bleeding on the floor, they'd question everyone.I needed to get her completely away from here. Luckily, I had a small off-campus house I rented further down the street. It was a quiet place I reserved for when I needed to escape the noise of the fraternity and the dark thoughts in my head. No one else
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Chapter: LA OBSESIÓN DE ZANE(2)(POV de Betty)Había tenido el crush más grande por Bryce Heyward durante muchísimo tiempo. Normalmente no me invitaban aunque estuviera en el equipo de animadoras; solo porque fueras animadora no significaba que te invitaran a las fiestas del equipo. Solo unas pocas selectas asistían a la fiesta del equipo. Así que puedes imaginar mi sorpresa y emoción cuando él personalmente me invitó a la fiesta del equipo.Me había vestido distinto a como solía hacerlo porque realmente quería impresionar a Bryce. ¿Por qué me gusta Bryce, preguntas? Bueno, aparte de que era el quarterback del equipo, era ridículamente atractivo y se comportaba como si supiera exactamente quién era, y eso me atraía tanto. Me encantaban los chicos seguros de sí mismos.Casi todas las chicas de la escuela tenían un crush por Bryce y todas querían su polla en sus coños, y él estaba más que feliz de ayudar. Sí, todo el mundo sabía que se acostaba con cualquiera, pero este era Bryce. Llámame lame o lo que sea,
Last Updated: 2026-08-15
Chapter: LA OBSESIÓN DE ZANE(2)(POV de Betty)Había tenido el crush más grande por Bryce Heyward durante muchísimo tiempo. Normalmente no me invitaban aunque estuviera en el equipo de animadoras; solo porque fueras animadora no significaba que te invitaran a las fiestas del equipo. Solo unas pocas selectas asistían a la fiesta del equipo. Así que puedes imaginar mi sorpresa y emoción cuando él personalmente me invitó a la fiesta del equipo.Me había vestido distinto a como solía hacerlo porque realmente quería impresionar a Bryce. ¿Por qué me gusta Bryce, preguntas? Bueno, aparte de que era el quarterback del equipo, era ridículamente atractivo y se comportaba como si supiera exactamente quién era, y eso me atraía tanto. Me encantaban los chicos seguros de sí mismos.Casi todas las chicas de la escuela tenían un crush por Bryce y todas querían su polla en sus coños, y él estaba más que feliz de ayudar. Sí, todo el mundo sabía que se acostaba con cualquiera, pero este era Bryce. Llámame lame o lo que sea,
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Chapter: LA OBSESIÓN DE ZANE(1)(POV de Zane)Observaba la forma en que su cuerpo se movía mientras saltaba y hacía volteretas sobre el césped. Mi pequeña animadora. La chica que posee mi corazón por completo, y ni siquiera lo sabe.—¡Oye, Zane! ¿Cómo se siente llevarse el trofeo del campeonato a casa, hermano? —gritó uno de mis compañeros, golpeándome el hombro con la mano. El estadio estaba ruidoso y completamente lleno de estudiantes gritando a todo pulmón.—Se siente genial —murmuré, manteniendo los ojos fijos en la pista. Acabábamos de ganar el partido de fútbol más importante de la temporada y todo el campo era un caos de confeti volando, jugadores gritando y aficionados vitoreando. Pero a mí no me importaba el trofeo. Solo me importaba ella. La miraba reír con sus amigas, las mejillas sonrojadas por la rutina.Vi a Kayla acercarse por el rabillo del ojo. Kayla siempre revoloteaba alrededor de los chicos después de un partido, buscando su sabor de la noche. Noté la forma en que me miraba, con los o
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Chapter: MI SUEGRO ME FOLLA EL COÑO SIN PIEDAD(9)It was already morning when Crystal woke up. She went downstairs to see Vince standing by the stove, his massive back to her. He had already poured her a cup of black coffee. She swallowed the lump of anxiety in her throat. The memories of what had happened were still fresh in her mind. She had thought a lot about what had happened and decided she needed to set boundaries before it ruined everything."We shouldn't do this again," he said quietly.She saw him tense up. He turned slowly, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked at her. His expression revealed nothing."Oh, really?" he asked.“Yes,” she replied, trying to keep her voice steady even though her hands were trembling. “It was the adrenaline and the attempted robbery. I was terrified and wasn’t thinking straight, Vince. But Derek is your son, and he’s also my husband. I love him, and I can’t look at myself in the mirror knowing what we did.”At the mention of Derek's name, his face hardened instantly, and a flush of irrita
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Dirty Desires: Short story Collection
Meghan bachelorette party was supposed to be her last night of freedom. Against her better judgement, she ended up in the arms of a handsome stripper, and cheats on her husband with him. Overwhelmed with guilt after, she confesses the betrayal to her fiancé but his reaction is far different from what she expected. Plagued by erectile dysfunction and a hidden, dark desire of the thought of his future wife being taken by another man, he wants them to do it again in his very presence.
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Chapter: OFFICE SEX(2)I woke up in his bed with the sun streaming through the windows and his arm wrapped around my waist. For a second I thought it was a dream. Then I felt his cock hard against my ass and I remembered everything. The office. The desk. The way he had fucked me on the kitchen counter when we got home. The way he had carried me to the shower and washed me and then fucked me against the tile wall.I turned over to look at him. He was watching me with those gray eyes. Half asleep. His hair was messy and he had stubble on his jaw and he looked nothing like the polished CEO who ran board meetings."Good morning," he said."Good morning," I said.He kissed me soft and slow. Different from last night. This was gentle. Tender. His hand cupped my cheek and he kissed me like I was something precious and I felt my heart do this stupid little flip."I need to tell you something," he said.My stomach dropped. This was it. This was the part where he said it was a mistake and it could never happen again
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Chapter: OFFICE SEX(1)The office had gone quiet by seven. I had been staring at the same spreadsheet for forty minutes. when the intercom on my desk crackled."Miss Turner. My office. Bring your notepad."His voice. That low, rough sound that always made my thighs press together under my desk. I had been his executive assistant for eighteen months. I knew that tone. The one that meant he was restless. The one that meant the day had left him wound up tight and looking for something to take apart.I grabbed my tablet and walked the corridor to his corner office. The door was open. He stood at the window with his back to me. His jacket was off. His sleeves were rolled to the elbows showing off those forearms that had no business being that defined on a man who spent most of his days in boardrooms."You wanted to see me, Mr. Hale."He turned around. Gray eyes. Dark hair just starting to go silver at the temples. At forty three the man looked like he had been carved from stone and bad decisions. He looked at th
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Chapter: SEX WITH A GHOST(5)He took her on the floor of the living room with the boxes still unpacked around them, and it was different from the other nights. It was angry and it was hungry and it was possessive in a way that should have frightened her and did not. He pulled her jeans off and he threw them across the room and he knelt and he ate her like he was claiming her, like he was putting his name on her skin with his tongue. He made her come twice before he even undressed. And then he stood and he shed his clothes and he pulled her up and he pushed her against the wall and he lifted her and he drove into her, hard, and he said, say his name now. Say it and I will stop.She could not have said it if her life depended on it. She said, Edmund. Edmund. Edmund.He fucked her against the wall until the candle guttered and he flickered and she held him, grabbed his shoulders, held him there with her own wanting, and she said, do not you dare leave me. He came with a sound like a man being pulled up out of deep w
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Chapter: SEX WITH A GHOST(4)She did not wait a week. She did not wait a day. She waited until the sun went down and then she lit the stub of candle and she held the key to her chest and she said his name, and he came up through the floor with his hair wet from a bath he had not taken in a hundred and thirty years and his mouth already smiling.You were quick, he said.I was lonely, she said. That is your fault.He took that as a compliment, she could tell, and he took her into the bedroom and he undressed her like he was unwrapping a present he had been shaking all day. That first night was the night she learned what a Victorian gentleman did with a cravat when he was feeling modern. He tied her wrists to the bedframe with it, not tight, just enough, and he made her watch while he took his time. He kissed down her body like he was reading a book he already loved. He put his mouth on her until she was crying his name into the pillow, and then he pulled back and he said, not yet, my darling, and he made her wait u
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Chapter: SEX WITH A GHOST(3)She swallowed. The candle flame flickered. What things, she said.He did not answer with words. He stepped closer and his other hand came up and he touched her face, cold fingers against her cheek, and he tilted her chin up and he looked at her for a long moment. His eyes were dark and there was something in them that was not cold at all. Something that was burning.I died in a duel, he said. Over a woman. Do you know what is funny about that? I did not even love her. I was young and I was proud and I was stupid and I let a man goad me into standing in a field at dawn because of a woman I did not even love. I spent my whole life chasing pleasure and I died for a woman I did not love, and I never once got to chase the one thing that mattered.What is that, she said.He leaned down and his mouth was close to her ear and his breath was cold but it was breath, it was real, and she felt it on her neck and she shivered.Being wanted, he said. Truly wanted. Not for my title or my money or my
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Chapter: SEX WITH A GHOST(2)The floorboards below her answered. And something in the dark began to climb.Mara stood in the middle of her kitchen with the candle shaking in her hand and she told herself that she was a grown woman who did not believe in ghosts. She had paid rent. She had a job. She had voted in the last election. Grown women did not stand barefoot on cold linoleum at two in the morning waiting for a dead man to come up through the floor. But the floorboards kept creaking, one board at a time, like a staircase of sound coming up toward her, and her heart was doing something stupid and fast in her chest.The creaking stopped right under her feet. She looked down. The wood was still. Then the air went cold and it was not the cold of a draft. It was the cold of a hand on the back of her neck. It was the cold of a mouth breathing close to her ear and she spun around and he was there, standing in her kitchen like he had always been there, like he had never left.He looked different in the dark. The can
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Chapter: FOURTEEN“What does your mother want?” I asked.My impression of his mother was decent at least. I mean she was surprised, even distraught at him announcing that he was suddenly married and hadn't told or invited anyone. She wanted him to get married to Victoria and I was the strange woman he brought to them.“Look, my mother is…” He sighed. “That version of her you saw then, that's not really her. That's her on her best behavior. She's a lot and very spontaneous.” He said. “We're meeting her at her country club.”[AT THE COUNTRY CLUB]I felt completely out of place the moment we pulled up to the imposing white colonial building.The staff member opened the door for us like we were royalty."Mr. Washington, Mrs. Washington," A man greeted us. "Your mother is waiting in the Garden Terrace.”His mother was seated at table filled with drinks and beside her was that woman from the dinner. Madison I think. His sister. She looked like she'd just stepped out of a fashion magazine in a white sundres
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Chapter: THIRTEENI stood at the bathroom sink and stared at my reflection.What the hell was wrong with me?Getting jealous over a man I barely knew. A man I was only married to because of a contract..Elijah's reflection appeared in the mirror behind mine. He stepped inside and locked the door with a soft click."What are you doing?" My voice came out shakier than I wanted."You ran off." He moved closer, and I watched him approach in the mirror. "Why?""I told you. I-i-i needed the restroom." I hated that I stuttered. It made me feel weak. "Liar."I turned around to face him and my back hit the sink. "Can you stop calling me that?""Then stop lying." He moved closer to me. I could smell his cologne and see the flecks of gold in his eyes. I instantly got deja vu from last night. "You were jealous.""I wasn't—"He placed one hand on the counter beside me and I was trapped. "You were jealous, Breanna just admit it.""Fine." I said. "Yes, I was jealous.. happy now?"He held my gaze and I swallowed nerv
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Chapter: TWELVE"Where are we going?" I asked as Elijah pulled out of the hospital parking lot. "Lunch." He responded. "Lunch?" "You haven't eaten all day." He glanced at me. "And you look like you need a distraction." He wasn't entirely wrong. My mind was still on what dad had said. I still didn't know how to figure this out but what I definitely knew was that I wasn't losing my mother's bakery. "I'm not really hungry." Even though I was lying. "You will be." Twenty minutes later, we pulled up to what looked like an ordinary building that looked like it was hidden on the quiet street. Was this even a restaurant. There was no sign of indication that there was a restaurant anywhere. "This is a restaurant?" I asked skeptically. "The best one in the city." Elijah got out and came around to open my door. "You just have to know where to find it." A man in a black suit opened the door before we even reached it. "Mr. Washington and his lady" he bowed slightly. "Welcome back, you
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Chapter: ELEVENElijah's hand rested on the small of my back as we walked through the corridors. Even that small touch made my stomach flutter. We reached the receptionist desk and was immediately escorted to Dad's private room.He looked so much smaller in that hospital bed than I remembered. Now he looked fragile, with tubes and monitors attached to him. His eyes lit up when he saw me, and that familiar warm smile spread across his face."Bree-bug," he said, using the nickname he'd called me since I was five. "You came.""Of course I did." I crossed to his bed and hugged him carefully, mindful of the IV. "How are you feeling?”"Much better. This room is fantastic but the food here is horrible though." He looked past me to Elijah. "Dad, this is—" I gestured to Elijah. "Logan!" My father gave him a big smile. "Good to see you, son. Though you look a bit different.. did you get taller?"Oh god."Dad, this isn't Logan." This was embarrassing. "I know I've been out of it but I'd recognize my son-in
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Chapter: TENAt exactly one o'clock, I came downstairs to find Elijah waiting. He had changed into dark jeans and a black button-up, the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He looked good. Too good."Ready?" he asked. It seemed he wanted to say something but he stopped himself which I felt relieved by. Whatever he wanted to say, I didn't want to hear it. I nodded as we made our way out the house and into his luxury car. Elijah hadn't said a word since we left the penthouse, his hands gripped the steering wheel like it had personally offended him.Taking advantage of the silence, I pulled out my phone and checked the texts from the hospital. The surgery had been successful and dad was doing really well and recovering faster than expected.I glanced at Elijah who looked tense. His shoulders were quite rigid like he was holding in his breath. There was something definitely bothering him, but I didn't know him well enough to ask what. We pulled into the hospital parking lot, but before I could even unb
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Chapter: NINE"Wait."He pulled back so abruptly, breathing hard. His eyes were filled with lust and a flash of panic crossed his face. "Wait," he repeated, pulling himself away from me. I lay there in confusion but I could still feel his touch on my body. My heart was racing and my skin was on fire. "I'm sorry." He ran a hand through his hair, refusing to look at me. "We shouldn't be doing this."At that moment I felt so embarrassed. I wished there was a hole I could crawl into. He pulled me up gently from the bed and before I could say anything he kissed my forehead softly. "See you tomorrow," he said quietly. "Have a good night." Then he walked out and closed the door behind him without even looking back.I stared at the closed door. My emotions were literally all over the place. I looked all over the room trying to make sense of what the fuck just happened. I fell back onto the massive bed and stared at that ridiculously high ceiling.This man was going to drive me insane.★★★★★I woke up
Last Updated: 2026-04-06
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