FAZER LOGINCelyn The morning light sneaks through those half drawn curtains and spills across the messy bed in this soft, golden haze. I wake up slowly, my body all achy and warm in the spots that still remember everything from last night. Jamal’s heavy arm is draped over my waist, his breath tickling the back of my neck. I don’t move right away, just lying on the bed, soaking it in. My softer curves pressed up against his solid build, my warm brown skin against his deeper shade. His chest goes up and down steady behind me, one thick thigh caught between mine. The rain smell from outside still hangs around mixed with sweat and his cologne.I turn careful in his arms. Damn, even in his sleep, he still looks good looking, his jaw all relaxed, lips a little parted, those broad shoulders and chest out on display. My eyes wander lower, even soft, his cock sits heavy against his thigh. Heat flares up between my legs again, suddenly with a deep ache. I slide down, kissing along his stomach open mo
Celyn The rain comes down in that typical Chicago half-mist, half-serious drizzle as I stand at the corner of Michigan and Wabash, right at the edge of the crosswalk, waiting for the light to change.I'm Celyn Vasquez, twenty-eight, freelance photographer, and completely soaked through my black trench coat right now. My dark curls cling to the back of my neck while the wet fabric of my white blouse sticks to my skin. I hike my leather messenger bag higher on my shoulder, trying not to dwell on the ruined prints inside it. My full hips and big breasts always make clothes cling in ways that feel way too revealing when they get wet but tonight I don't really mind how the cool air makes my nipples tighten against my bra.God, I feel so restless. The deep kind that builds after too many late nights staring at a screen editing photos. And hitting gallery openings where people either praise my Latina curves, brown skin or just kind of look past them. I want real touch, the sort that lea
BreeMy pussy feels sore and full as I walk toward the building entrance. The late night air cools my flushed skin but my body still buzzes from the hard fuck in the car. All I want now is to get to my room, clean up, and fall into bed to rest. My shift was long and the surprise encounter drained me in the best way. I climb the stairs slowly thinking about sleep and how Mr Reynolds cock stretched me so deep.I unlock my apartment door and push it open, the moment I step inside and flip on the light I freeze in shock. Dave and Nick stand in the middle of my living room with their shirts already off and hungry smiles on their faces. Dave strokes the bulge in his pants while Nick looks me up and down like he wants to devour me. "What are you doing here," I whisper, my heart pounding. "How did you get in?"Dave steps closer. "Mr Reynolds gave us the key. He told us you would be coming back nice and wet after he filled that pussy in his car." Nick laughs. "It's time to share the rent p
BreeI walk back to the apartment building late at night after a long shift at the coffee shop. The streets are quiet and my feet ache from standing all day. The short skirt I wear for work rides up a little as I move and my tight top clings to my body from the warm evening air. I hope to slip inside without seeing anyone because I still feel nervous about everything that has happened with Mr Reynolds and his friends. My body remembers how they fucked me too well and part of me craves more even as I try to keep my distance.As I approach the parking area behind the building I notice Mr Reynolds leaning against his car. He stands there with his arms crossed watching me walk closer. The streetlight catches his strong frame and hair. My steps slow down but it is too late to turn around. He pushes off the car and moves toward me with long stride. Before I can say anything he corners me gently against the side of his vehicle blocking my path with his body. "Bree," he says in that dee
BreeTwo days pass after that wild night in Mr Reynolds apartment and I do everything I can to avoid them. My phone lights up with calls from Mr Reynolds and texts from Dave and Nick but I ignore every single one. I stay inside my apartment as much as possible and only leave for work when I know their office is closed. The memories of their hands and cocks make me wet when I think about them but guilt and nervousness keep me hiding. I tell myself it was a one time thing to cover the rent and now I need space to process everything. My body still feels sore in the best ways and I touch myself at night remembering how they used me but I refuse to answer their messages.That night I went to bed early feeling tired from avoiding everything, wearing only a thin tank top and panties because the apartment is warm. I drift off to sleep with my door locked and the lights off. My breathing slows and deep dreams take over until something pulls me awake in the middle of the night. I stir slow
BreeI sit between the three men on the wide couch in Mr Reynolds apartment and feel the heat from their bodies pressing close on both sides of me. The wine glass feels cool in my hand as I take another sip but it does nothing to calm the growing ache between my legs. Mr Reynolds sits to my right with his strong hand resting high on my thigh while Dave presses in from the left and Nick sits right in front of me with his chair pulled tight against my knees. Their eyes roam over my body like they already own it and the attention makes my nipples harden against the thin fabric of my summer dress.Mr Reynolds leans in and his deep voice rumbles near my ear. "You are such a sexy little tenant Bree. That tight young body has been driving us crazy every time you walk past the office." His fingers slide under the hem of my dress and stroke the soft skin of my inner thigh. I shiver and part my legs a little wider without thinking. Dave turns my face to him and kisses me hard, his tongue pu
MayaMy father sold me in exchange for a spot with the mafia’s most dangerous twin brothers. I became their object, forced to please their every desires. No matter how screwed up it is, I have no choice but to obey. Because I belong to them. Claimed rightfully with my father’s blessings. So I stay
Jade Four words. My brain is yet to recover from the insane kiss to try to talk myself out of disobeying his orders. I’m yanking the buttons of my silk shirt faster than I have ever done before. My shirt meets the floor in seconds. “I’ve imagined fucking you since the day you arrived,” he whispe
Avery“You’re dripping princess,” Ben says, his fingers in my panties from behind. My mini-skirt and thong is somewhere on the floor already.“It’s all you,” I whisper, replaying the sight of his dick in his boxers in my head. He shoves two fingers into my wet pussy and I cry out. He isn’t gentle
AveryI’m going to regret this. Or not. “This is a very very bad idea, Kate.”Kate nudges my shoulder, shrugging as I turn away from the chaos to look at her. “Relax, Avery. It’s just a party,” she says giggling, already half-drunk. I should have known she was drunk when I called her and her res







