LOGINBlurb: Desire isn’t polite. It doesn’t knock. It doesn’t wait until you’re ready. It comes like a spark in the dark; unexpected, magnetic, impossible to ignore. This book was written for the readers who crave more… More heat. More tension. More forbidden touches and reckless nights. More moments that make your breath hitch, your pulse race, and your imagination run wild long.
View MoreMy friend owned a mobile home, similar to the round aluminum looking Streamlines. Parked on the side of his house, it was me, her and three of my friends partying, hanging out late into the early morning.
With her looking the way she was, surrounded by the four of us late at night is going to inevitably lead to her getting fucked. We'd dated almost about two years at this point and have already enjoyed sharing her in several threesomes. The first time was with one of the guys in "this" group of four. Three other times were with two other close friends of mine, with one of them getting the chance having a second threesome with me, fucking her. Also had the good fortune of fucking her in a FFM threesome, with sexy white girl I dated, off & on, prior to "us" dating. On this particular night, she's wearing a short grey tennis skirt that extends mid thigh, some cute stripe knee high socks. Tight little pair of black booty shorts on her cute petite ass. Black & pink stripe thong panties that matched her socks, black tank top that had you concentrating on her tits at anytime & was wearing her hair in twin pony tails. She was 25 years old, with a pussy that had to be as tight as it was when she was 18. I got off on how hot she looked around my friends & when they'd check her out whenever she'd move around & about. We had been drinking, smoking weed. Another friend of mine had an 8-ball of coke, which we all had a good time doing lines of. Listening to music, having a good time. There's a little fold out couch that she & I we're sitting on, watching a porno of a chick blowing a guys dick, on her way to blowing several, eventually leading to her getting gang banged. I'm rubbing on my girlfriends pussy through her shorts, lightly pinching on her tits & caressing them. Teasing her, warming her up as my friends watch. I asked her to take off her shorts, so now she'd just be wearing her thong underneath her skirt. After she stood & slowly took them off, she climbed back on the couch, bent over in a doggy style position. Without having to asked her to do so, she takes my dick out as I'm laying on my back and starts to suck on it as my friends watched. I could sense my friends getting turned on. At times I'd look around while I rubbed on her ass or placed my hands on top of her head forcing her head further down on my dick, I'd see them rubbing their dicks through their pants. She had her back arched & nicely shaved little pussy exposed, pulling her thong to the side as I finger fucked her. After several minutes of her sucking my dick, I asked my friends if they'd like to have their dicks sucked. I had Val get on her knees & suck us all as we stood over her. I still get turned on til this day thinking about how gorgeous she looked in the middle of us four, sucking dicks, in this camper, dimly lit by the porno making slurping noises, the spit trickling down her tits, as she alternated between four dicks. We'd reach down, rub on her pussy, lightly smack her on the ass. There was a couple of moments, I'd stand back, go over to the table, do a "bump", take a shot of whiskey, purposely taking my time getting back to the action. Getting turned on by the sites & sounds of watching my girl suck off my three friends. About an half hour of her sucking our dicks, we moved to the back of the camper where there's a bed. She takes off her skirt, having on just the panties, socks, & tank top. Her tits now pulled out over her top. She laid down & had her pussy eaten, teased, & fingered by us all, while she jerked & sucked on us. I'd be the first to slide my dick in my girl, fucking her on her back, legs spread wide open, titties bouncing & being sucked on, grabbed & squeezed. Watching my friends put their dicks in her mouth, stroking the others that weren't occupied by her mouth. The look on her beautiful face, her eyes rolling in the back of her head while she moaned & would cum all over on our dicks. She knew how turned on and how hot this was all for me, and would look at me specifically whenever she had a dick fucking her from behind and my dick in her mouth, or laying on her back with her legs spread wide open jerking off two dicks, while one fucked her mouth & another her pussy. When it was time for one of us (guys) too cum, they would pull out & come on her tits. One friend came right above her pussy, which was a "shocker", but rather fucking hot, watching another man cum on my girl so close to her pussy. When ever I'd bust my nut, I'd send it down her throat. Between the guys, we'd cum at least twice, as for multiple times herself. Two of my buddies had to take off. It was around 4am and it was just me, her, & my other friend who's house & camper we're in. The three of us took a quick time out too refresh. She showered up & my friend gave her a t-shirt too wear & she had her little shorts too put on. Grabbed some water & fruit from the kitchen inside. The three of us went back inside the camper & continued having fun. Got back in the bed with her, snuggled between him & I. Rolled a joint & smoked it while we watched some more p**n. Did some more lines & fucked her more until the afternoon.Daniel had always been a quiet man—steady, thoughtful, and not one to rush a moment or speak without a purpose. But lately, there was a new stillness to him. Not distant… just watchful. Mara felt it before she caught him looking. A low hum lay beneath the ordinary rhythm of their days, something that gathered in the corners of their home like warmth trapped behind the glass.She noticed it first in the hallway.She had been bending to pick up the laundry basket, wearing nothing remarkable—just an old shirt of his and loose shorts—but the air around her changed. Not the sound of footsteps or breath. Just… awareness. The gravity of being seen.She straightened herself slowly, and glanced over her shoulder.Daniel stood at the other end of the hallway, leaning slightly against the wall as if he had stopped mid-step. His eyes were lowered—not to her face, but to her legs, her hips, and to the soft fall of his shirt against her body. When he finally lifted his gaze to hers, it was calm
Mara had always believed that marriage changes in tiny, nearly invisible ways. Not the grand gestures or the sweet confessions, but how the minute changes —like how someone exhales when you walk into the room or how their eyes chase after you without realizing they’re doing it.She learnt this on a quiet autumn night, long before the neighborhood had swallowed itself into silence.Her husband, Daniel had gone to bed earlier, due to exhaustion. She had stayed up in the living room with her cup of herbal tea, letting the heat soak into her palms, and letting the quietness extend. Their days had been full of work, errands, obligations–everything except time for the two of them to breathe around each other.She did not notice he had not gone to bed.At first, it started with a feeling—a shiver she couldn’t name. A sensation that something in the room had just changed slightly. She set her cup down and tilted her head, listening. No sound–only the hum of the refrigerator and the faint whi
There were moments when Jacob Matthews wished he had believed in omens. It would have been easier to blame the heavy sky that morning, or the way the house felt quiet, as if it already knew something he didn’t. But he knew better—silence did not predict trouble, people did. And today, every person in the house seemed to be carrying their own storm.Emily had barely slept and he could tell from the moment he saw her during breakfast. Her eyes were haunted and her hair was loosely tied but was falling in tired waves around her face, and she moved like someone trying not to think too much.But, Alex did not notice any of it. Or maybe he did—or maybe he noticed the worst out of it.“Morning,” Alex said, pushing a mug toward her without looking up. “You are up early.”Emily murmured ‘thanks’ and forced a smile Jacob knew was fake. It was the same smile he had seen on her whenever Alex’s mother visited–polite, brittle and a little too bright.Jacob stood by the counter, pretending to read
Jacob had always believed that before a house snapped, it always made a sound like a creak in the walls, a shift in the foundation, and a quiet groan that said the structure wants to give up.He heard that same sound in himself, the moment he walked into the kitchen that afternoon and saw Emily standing at the counter.She turned at the noise of his steps.Her hair was slightly tousled in a way he recognized—not the messy bun she makes whenever she is cooking, but the restless sleep kind.Her oversized shirt, which was clearly borrowed from Alex’s drawer, was dipped low enough to tease the faint valley between her breasts. It clung to her hips in a way that made his breath freeze.She smiled, small and startled, like she had not expected him home early.“Jacob—hey. You’re back sooner than I expected.”He forced a nod. “Traffic was light.”Traffic.What a pathetic lie. He had practically sped home and was shaken by a feeling he couldn’t explain—some instinct telling him that he need












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