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Fucking A Gen Z Baddie (1)
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Dirtiest Desires (Steamiest Short Stories) Not The Baddie I Expected ~ FAGZB (2)
My husband is… into men? He’s been fucking a cross-dresser? He left me for a guy barely out of college?That smirk deepens, like she—he—can read every pulse in my body. The switch confuses me. Is this a woman with a cock or a man painted as a woman?My body doesn’t care. That’s the worst part.“Surprised?” Her voice is soft but wicked, carrying the kind of confidence I haven’t felt in months. “I should’ve known Bryan wasn’t the one who texted me. I believe we don’t need an introduction then.”I swallow hard, fists clenching at my sides. “So you’re the one fucking my husband.”Her smirk deepens. “Mmm. And trust me, he can’t get enough. He loves burying himself in me. And sometimes… he even loves it when I turn him over and take him.”I can’t believe my ears. I actually pinch myself, desperate to wake up, but the pain only makes it worse. I’m not dreaming. This is real. And the rage that hits me nearly chokes me.“You think this is funny?” My voice cracks. “Sleeping with married men—rui
Dirtiest Desires (Steamiest Short Stories) Fucking A Gen Z Baddie (1)
~ Linda ~I just found out my husband is fucking a Gen Z baddie and I don’t know what to do about it.I’m in bed beside him, scrolling through his phone with tears running down my face. He sleeps like nothing in the world is wrong while my whole body shakes with the betrayal pressed against my palm.“Your wife could never.” “Can’t stop thinking about your dick in my hole.” “When will she be gone?”One dirty message after another, her tongue-out selfies and videos glowing back at me. He didn’t even bother to hide it.God, I want to wake him up. Shove the phone in his face and ask why he needs anyone else when he has me. But the tears pouring down my cheeks taste of something hotter than grief and I know doing all that won't solve anything.My nails dig into the phone until my palms sting, the screen slippery with sweat as I keep scrolling.Her moan fills the tiny video, making my stomach flip… my breath hitches and my thighs press together before I can stop them. What the hell is happe
Dirtiest Desires (Steamiest Short Stories) Craving Big Black Cocks Before My Wedding (7)
Praise hits me first. “Good girl,” one of them breathes against my ear, voice thick with lust. “Took our cum like a slut born for it.” “She swallowed it all,” the other coos, rubbing my cheek like I’m his pet. "Perfect little cumdump.” They both step aside, satisfied smirks curling their lips as they watch the others close in. The one who had been filling my pussy sprawls onto the couch, spreading his legs wide, his cock hard and pointing at the ceiling. He pats his thigh. “Come here, pretty doll. Sit that ruined ass on my cock.” My legs shake as I climb up, knees pressing into the couch. Before I can lower myself, his hand grips my chin, forcing me to look down at him. “Oil it first.” The order makes my stomach knot. I reach for the bottle, pouring it over my palm. My hand glides down, wrapping around his thick shaft and coating him until he’s shining. I move lower, cupping his balls and massaging them gently, watching his face tense with pleasure. “That’s it… stroke me. Make
Dirtiest Desires (Steamiest Short Stories) Craving Big Black Cocks Before My Wedding (6)
They position me on hands and knees, my breasts swaying, ass raised high like an offering I can’t take back. The new guy’s rough hand spreads me open from behind, his thumb teasing the tight hole of my ass. He spits on it, the hot slick sliding down as he drags his cockhead against me. My whole body jerks as panic shoots through me and I can’t stop the words from spilling out. “Wait— I’ve never… not there…” His hand clamps my hip, and his voice is low against my ear. “First time, huh? Don’t be scared. You’ll take it. And you’ll fucking love it.” I freeze, breath trapped in my chest. My nails dig at the floor. His thumb strokes my skin. “That’s it. Just relax for me. You’ll love it once you open up.” My throat moves but no sound comes out. I nod, scared but still wanting it. Another palm strokes down my back, warm oil dripping into the crack of my ass. “Breathe, sweetheart.” I feel fingers rubbing over my anus, then one slides inside, pressing and circling until it finds the sp
Dirtiest Desires (Steamiest Short Stories) Craving Big Black Cocks Before My Wedding (5)
The smacks are still burning on my ass as my gaze locks on the reflection of me trembling in my lace panties, the hem already damp and clinging. Surrounded by towering masked men, every one of them watching me like prey.This is everything I used to imagine in the dark. Now it’s real, and it’s so much more brutal, so much more perfect.A hand slides down my spine slowly, making me arch. Another brushes over the lace of my bra, pulling the strap down until my breast spills free. The cool air makes my nipple harden instantly.“She’s sensitive,” one of them murmurs, pinching lightly.I whimper, the sound humiliatingly needy.“Good,” another chuckles. “She’ll make noise for us.”Fingers curl under my chin again, forcing my mouth open. Two thick fingers slide between my lips, pressing down on my tongue. “Suck.”Heat floods my cheeks but I obey, closing my lips around it as my tongue swirl around the salty taste of his skin. My thighs rub together, desperate to grind on something.“Fuck,” o
Dirtiest Desires (Steamiest Short Stories) Craving Big Black Cocks Before My Wedding (4)
The air charges. One of them steps forward, close enough for me to smell his cologne. His gloved hand brushes my hip possessively. “How much do you think that costs, bride?” My throat tightens. “I’ll pay whatever you want. Just tell me how much.” The man’s low chuckle makes my stomach ache. He leans in until his breath is warm against my ear. “If you want it so bad…” His palm smacks hard against my ass, the sound cutting through the music and making me yelp. “…then consider it our wedding present to you.” My eyes widen and a shaky laugh slips out of me. Free. I don’t have to pay. They’re giving me this just because I asked. A rush of excitement shoots through me, wiping away the last of my doubt. The others laugh darkly, like they’ve been waiting to hear that sound from me. A hand grabs my wrist. Another slides down the curve of my back. “Come,” one orders, voice smooth as sin. They crowd closer, shadows circling me. One… two… three… my heartbeat trips as I count. Big bodies, bar
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