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DOUBLE TEAMED IN MY SLEEP (2)

Veröffentlichungsdatum: 18.03.2026 23:49:53

Jude fucks me while Jax watches, his hand wrapped around my throat just tight enough that I feel my pulse against his palm. It's surreal, being between them like this, feeling Jude inside me while Jax controls my air supply and waits for his turn.

"You feel incredible." Jude's voice is strained, barely controlled. "Three weeks of touching you, dreaming about this, and the reality is better than anything I imagined."

"Harder." I push back against him, wanting more. "You've been teasing me for th

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His fingers find me soaked."Fuck." He breathes the word against my lips. "You're drenched. All this while your mother sleeps beside us?""All this from you touching me." I spread my legs wider. "I've been wet since you started rubbing my shoulders. Please. I need more."He slides two fingers inside me and I have to bite down on his shoulder to keep from crying out. He curls them, finding a spot that makes my whole body jolt."Right there?" He works that spot, watching my face."Yes. Oh god, yes, right there.""Quiet, baby." His thumb finds my clit. "You have to stay quiet."I nod, burying my face in his neck, muffling my moans against his skin while he fingers me. His wife is sleeping three feet away and he's knuckle-deep in his stepdaughter and I've never been this turned on in my entire life."I need you inside me." I'm panting against his throat. "Please. I need to feel you."He pulls his fingers out and I whine at the loss. He pushes his boxers down and I feel him hot and hard ag
Dirty Forbidden Confessions CAMPING WITH MY STEPDAD GONE WRONG (2)
His breathing changes and I feel his fingers tremble against my skin."This is wrong." But his hands don't leave my body. "She's right there. Your mother. My wife.""I know." I turn my head to look at him in the dim light. "I don't care.""We can't.""We already are."He exhales, and I feel the fight go out of him. His fingers find my bra clasp and undo it with one hand. The fabric loosens and falls away and he's touching my bare back, his palms sliding across my skin with nothing between us."I've imagined this." His voice is barely audible. "Lying in bed next to your mother, imagining what it would feel like to touch you like this. I felt like such a monster.""You're not a monster." I shift slightly and catch a glimpse of him in the faint moonlight coming through the tent fabric. His boxers are tented obscenely, his cock straining against the thin material. He's massive. Bigger than I imagined. "You're the man I've been fantasizing about for two years.""You've thought about me?""
Dirty Forbidden Confessions CAMPING WITH MY STEPDAD GONE WRONG (1)
The tension started on day one.Marcus came out of the lake shirtless, water running down his chest, and I watched a droplet trail from his collarbone down his stomach and disappear into his waistband. When I looked up, he was staring right at me. Neither of us looked away.He's been my stepdad for two years now. Married my mom when I was nineteen, moved into our house, became part of our family. I was supposed to see him as a father figure. Instead I saw broad shoulders and strong hands and grey at his temples that made my stomach flip.This camping trip was supposed to be family bonding. Three days in the wilderness, one big tent, quality time. Instead it's become three days of torture.Day one: His eyes on my legs when I wear shorts. The way he cleared his throat and looked away when I bent over to tie my hiking boots.Day two: My eyes on his back when he chops firewood, watching the muscles flex with every swing. Him catching me staring and holding my gaze for three seconds too lo
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He cums with a broken moan that sounds like prayer and blasphemy combined. Ropes of it across my cheeks, my lips, my chin. I catch what I can on my tongue, swallowing, looking up at him with his seed dripping down my face.“God.” His voice is wrecked, ruined, nothing left of the composed priest who walked through my door. “Look at you.”I lick my lips, tasting him. Salt and musk and something that feels like victory. He watches me with an expression caught between devastation and worship, like he’s just witnessed something holy and profane at once.“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He grabs his shirt from where he tossed it and cleans my face with trembling hands, gentle after the filth. “The most beautiful sin I’ve ever committed.”“Was it worth it?” I let him wipe the cum from my cheeks, my chin, the corner of my mouth. “Twenty years of waiting?”“I would have waited forty.” He kisses my forehead, tender. “I would have waited my whole life for you. For this.”He pull
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He’s thick. Hard. Leaking at the tip. I free him from his pants and wrap my hand around him and he shudders violently, a broken sound escaping his throat.“Twenty years.” His voice is strained, barely controlled. “I haven’t been touched in twenty years.”“I know.” I stroke him slow, learning his shape, his weight, the way he throbs against my palm. “That’s twenty years of wanting and denying and suffering. All for nothing.”“Not nothing.” His eyes meet mine. “It led me to you.”I stroke him faster and watch his composure crumble. Twenty years of celibacy and now my hand is wrapped around him and he looks like he might fall apart from this alone.“I’m going to make every year worth it,” I promise. “Every lonely night. Every cold bed. I’m going to make you forget all of it.”I pull him toward the bed and he follows without resistance, his vows forgotten, his collar still fastened around his neck. I lie back and pull him on top of me, guiding him between my thighs, positioning him at my
Dirty Forbidden Confessions MY PRIEST USED AND BRED ME (2)
“You’re not wearing anything under this robe.” His fingers stroke through my wetness, exploring. “You planned this.”“From the moment I called the church.”“You lured me here.” He pushes two fingers inside and I moan, grinding down on his hand. “Set a trap for a priest.”“And you walked right in.” I clench around his fingers. “What does that say about you, Father?”“That I’m damned.” He curls his fingers and hits a spot that makes my vision swim. “That I’ve been damned since the first time I saw you.”He works me toward the edge, his thumb finding my clit, rubbing circles while his fingers fuck me in a rhythm that’s making me lose my mind. I’m riding his hand, my robe completely open now, and he’s watching my body like he’s memorizing sacred text.“I’m close.” I grab his wrist, holding him there. “Father, I’m so close, please.”He stops.“No.” I try to grind against his hand but he holds me still with his other arm. “Please, I need to cum.”“Not yet.” His eyes are dark, predatory, not

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