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254. You Fuck Me Better Than My Husband
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FORBIDDEN LUSTS (Erotica collection) 257. Midnight in Daddy's Bed
I can’t sleep.The guest room is too quiet, too empty, too far from him. My body is still humming—pussy sore and swollen from the garage, thighs sticky with his cum even after I tried to clean up in the bathroom sink. Every time I shift under the sheets, I feel the ache, the stretch he left behind, and it makes me clench around nothing. Makes me wet all over again.It’s 2:17 a.m. according to my phone. Snow’s still falling outside the window, soft and silent, blanketing the whole street. Sophie’s flight is delayed until tomorrow night at the earliest—some freak storm system. She texted me goodnight an hour ago from the airport lounge, complaining about the wait.I should feel guilty.I don’t.I feel hungry.I slip out of bed in nothing but the oversized hoodie I stole from his closet last year—his scent still clinging to it, faded but enough to make my nipples pebble. No panties. Bare feet on the cold hardwood as I creep down the hallway. His bedroom door is cracked, just enough for a
FORBIDDEN LUSTS (Erotica collection) 256. Daddy's Little Secret Slut
He's splitting me open and I can't think straight.Ethan's cock is buried to the hilt, thick and unrelenting, stretching my pussy so wide it borders on pain—but the good kind, the kind that makes my toes curl and my eyes roll back. The workbench digs into my hips with every brutal thrust, tools rattling beside me like they're cheering him on. Sweat drips from his chest onto my back; I can smell motor oil, his clean musk, and the sharp tang of my own arousal coating his shaft.I've never felt this full. Never this owned."Fuck, Ava," he growls against my ear, voice wrecked. One hand clamps around my throat—not choking, just holding—while the other fists my hair, yanking my head back so my spine arches. "This tight little cunt was made for Daddy's cock, wasn't it?""Yes—fuck—yes, Daddy." The word spills out like a prayer, makes my walls flutter around him. I push back, greedy, chasing more. "Been dreaming of this for years. Fingering myself raw thinking about you wrecking me."He slams
FORBIDDEN LUSTS (Erotica collection) 255. Fuck My Best Friend's Daddy
AVAI've wanted to fuck my best friend's dad since the summer I turned seventeen.There it is, out in the open. No sugarcoating, no excuses. Judge me, hate me, whatever—I'm past caring. I'm nineteen now, back in town for winter break, and every time Ethan Hayes walks by in those grease-stained jeans or flashes that half-smile that crinkles the corners of his eyes, my thighs clench so hard I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning. I've spent years touching myself in the dark, legs spread, fingers circling my clit while I picture his rough hands pinning me down, his gravel voice growling my name as he buries himself deep enough to make me scream.It started innocently enough. Or as innocent as it gets when you're a horny teenager crashing at your best friend's house every weekend. Sophie and I were inseparable—sleepovers, movie marathons, sneaking booze from his liquor cabinet. Ethan was always there in the background: tall, broad-shouldered, salt-and-pepper hair, arms corded from yea
FORBIDDEN LUSTS (Erotica collection) 254. You Fuck Me Better Than My Husband
I moaned around him, the vibration making him twitch in my mouth. I reached up, cupping his balls—soft, warm skin, heavy in my palm. I massaged them gently, feeling them tighten as I sucked harder. His hips rocked, pushing deeper until the head hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little, eyes watering, but didn't pull back. His balls slapped my chin softly with each thrust, the wet sounds filling the room—slurping, sucking, my muffled whimpers.*This is so wrong,* I thought, pussy clenching hard around nothing. *Alex would kill me. But God, it feels so good.* Slick dripped down my thighs, my clit throbbing with every bob of my head. Damien's groans were low, ragged, his cock pulsing on my tongue like it had a heartbeat.He pulled out suddenly, cock shiny with my spit, strings of saliva connecting us. "Enough," he said, voice strained. "On the desk."He lifted me like I weighed nothing, laying me back on the cool wood. Papers scattered, a stapler clattered to the floor. He spread my
FORBIDDEN LUSTS (Erotica collection) 253. Strip For Me
SARAHI walked into Damien's office at exactly 7:30 p.m., the door clicking shut behind me like a lock on my fate. The space was dim—only the desk lamp and the glow from the city lights streaming through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows. Skyscrapers twinkled below, people in offices across the street potentially glancing up at any moment. My heart raced at the thought, but that only made the ache between my legs worse. I'd been wet all day, panties soaked through by noon just from replaying last night's "review"—his fingers twisting inside me, that filthy praise making me cum harder than Alex ever had.Damien sat at his desk, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened. His gray eyes locked on me immediately, dark and hungry. "You're on time," he said, voice low and commanding, sending a shiver straight to my clit. "Strip for me. Slowly. In front of the window."I swallowed hard, nerves twisting with excitement. The risk hit me—anyone with binoculars could see. But I moved to the glass, the c
FORBIDDEN LUSTS (Erotica collection) 252. Bend Over My Desk
DAMIEN I sat in my office after hours, the city lights twinkling through the floor-to-ceiling windows like a million tiny eyes watching. The clock on my computer read 8:45 p.m. Everyone else had left—except her. Elena. My new assistant. I'd caught her words last night through the thin glass wall, whispering to her friend about wanting me to bend her over, choke her, fuck her senseless. It had been playing on loop in my head all day.I leaned back in my leather chair, pulling up the security footage from earlier. There she was, at her desk, pencil skirt hugging that round ass as she bent to file something. The way she bit her lower lip when concentrating—full, pink, begging to be bruised. My cock stirred in my slacks, thickening against the zipper. I palmed it once, then unzipped slow, freeing the heavy length. It sprang out—thick, veined, the shaft curving slightly up, head flared wide and already leaking a bead of precum that I smeared over the tip with my thumb."Fuck," I muttered,
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