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HE'S CHANGED
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2026-05-20 15:03:45
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FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION DEVIL AFTER ME
The Tarzan I know, never complained about it because I was his first. Now, knowing that countless other women must have done the same for him, shame burned hot in my chest.Maybe I really suck at this...but I won't let him treat me like just an object.I pulled off him, coughing, strings of saliva still connecting my lips to his glistening cock as I gasped for air.“I’m done,” I whispered, my voice breaking.He stared at me in disbelief, his erection still throbbing angrily in front of my face.“Done? What the hell do you mean, done?” Rage edged his tone. “You asked for this. You said you’d take care of me instead of her. I need to finish to get myself back on track. Don’t you dare pull this shit now.”Anger surged through the hurt. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and rose shakily to my feet.“Then quit treating me like a whore! I am not like the rest of those women you’ve been with!” I snapped. “I know plenty must’ve done this for you, so you can talk down to me about not b
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION REMEMBERED HIM
"Enough! Didn't I tell you I don't want to hear any of that!" he bellowed, cutting me off instantly. I flinched violently at the volume. His large hands suddenly slammed against the wall on either side of my head, caging me in completely. The heat radiating from his body was overwhelming, his scent flooding my senses. "Listen carefully," he growled, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that sent shivers racing down my spine. "I just drove away the bitch who was supposed to take care of me tonight. You said you would do it. You said I should use you instead of her." My breath hitched in my throat, trapped. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. "Get on your knees," he ordered. My hands trembled at my sides. I knew the drugs were fueling this storm inside him. I shouldn't agree to this. But I couldn’t bring myself to refuse. The thought of him with anyone else,was far worse than this. I would rather be here, on my knees for him, than let th
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION ENOUGH
His grip loosened and the crushing pressure on my throat vanished as abruptly as it had come. I gasped, stumbling backward on unsteady legs. My hand flew to my neck, fingers pressing into the tender skin as I sucked in desperate gulps of air. My pulse hammered wildly beneath my palm. Tarzan’s eyes remained wild, his broad chest heaving with barely contained fury. Before I could steady myself, his hand shot out again—not toward my throat this time, but to my wrist. His grip was iron, unyielding, as he yanked me forward with brutal strength. I stumbled after him, the oversized shoe scraping loudly against the gravel driveway before we burst through the mansion’s front door. As he dragged me into the room, my heart slammed against my ribs. The curvaceous woman was already there—completely naked, lounging on the sofa with her ass up. A toy was stuck in her ass while she was applying lubricant inside her body. The moment she saw us, she stood up abruptly, her lips part
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION NO MORE WORDS
I froze for a second, the words I’d rehearsed in my head suddenly tangling on my tongue.I stared and noticed his bare feet—he must have removed my heels inside the car.“I… I took this job with the agreement that I wouldn’t interfere with your private life. But I care, Tarzan. That’s why I’m interfering. I am concerned about how you are destroying your life.”He exhaled smoke slowly, the plume curling between us like a wall.“I don’t need your concern. You can leave for your won safety.”He turned toward the door, but I stepped forward, my voice rising.“You can’t keep doing this—the drugs, sleeping with random women. It’s destroying you!”Tarzan stopped, glancing back with a dead, hollow stare.“There’s no way I can stop the drugs or the sex. That’s the only way I can cope with my mental state. It helps me keep going. I am not going to talk about this again. Leave."I frowned stubbornly."Well, I don't like it okay? I don't like that you'll go in there and fuck that woman. I hate t
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION PROMISE YOU,WHEN?
About thirty minutes later, following his directions, I pulled up in front of a luxury building.I parked the car."We are here, Boss."I said slowly.Before I could even unbuckle my seatbelt, I spotted a curvy woman, the type with an exaggerated hourglass figure, all plush curves cinched by a waist so tiny it seemed almost unnatural. She wore a sequined, revealing outfit that exposed her sensual parts and curves together with stilettos better suited for a nightclub floor, chain-smoking as she chattered animatedly into her phone.The moment she recognized the car, her face lit up with a giddy smile, and she hurried toward us.Tarzan shoved the rear door open with a violent thrust and stumbled out, catching himself on the car's roof. He swayed for a moment before steadying his balance. From the driver's seat, I watched through the window, my heart tightening with bitterness.His eyes swept over the woman like she was a meal he'd already decided to devour."Silver!" she called out, la
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION HE WASN'T SICK
The ride continued in quiet intensity.A few minutes after the injection, he reached into another small case. His fingers trembled slightly as he tapped a fine white powder onto the back of his hand—too much at first, some of it spilling onto his trousers. He didn't seem to care.He brought it to one nostril and inhaled sharply, his whole body jerking with the force of it. The effect was immediate—his pupils dilated into darker shade, his jaw unclenched, and then a slow, crooked smile spread across his face. He shit his eyes and leaned his head back against the seat, exhaling a long, shaky breath, like he'd just surfaced from deep water.I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles went white.How stupid was I not to see it earlier? That wasn't medicine, or some vitamin shot, or an allergy remedy. He wasn't sick—he was feeding an addiction.The realization settled like a stone in my stomach. What made it worse was knowing my hands were tied.I wanted to stop him. I wanted to
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION HAPPY WIFE
The message I sent to my husband Mitch was left unanswered. Just like the ones I sent days ago… weeks ago. He had stopped replying to my texts. I scrolled through the one-sided conversation, my heart tightening at how pathetic it looked. Suddenly, a message popped up. Hoping it was his reply, I
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION NEED YOU
I forced myself up and walked back into the bedroom Mitch and I had shared for three years of our marriage. I hadn’t slept in that bed for over two years now. Not since I left it. Every morning, he used to wake me up to complain about my snoring. I apologized. Then… I started staying awake
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION OLD MITCH
I met Mitch fifteen years ago at a coffee shop. I was sixteen, working as a store assistant and trying to look like I had my life together. I still remember what I wore that day. A faded white sundress scattered with tiny yellow flowers. Sandals laced around my ankles. Mitch was standing in
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION AT LEAST
MITCH'S POV I was staring at the TV replaying highlights of the match we’d lost 3-1 with bottles on the table in front of me. I cracked open another one, trying to flush down the frustration inside my chest. My childhood friend Jake walked in from the kitchen, towel over his shoulder, and rai
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