FORBIDDEN PLEASURES

1.

LISA

I’m Nineteen years old, and my parents still believe I’m their innocent church girl who wouldn’t dare break a single rule. They have no idea how wrong they are. I’ve spent my entire life trapped in that house, watched like a prisoner. The moment their car leaves the driveway, I slip out, find girls who want the same thing I do, and let them devour my pussy in the back seat of cars or rundown motel rooms where no one asks questions. I’ve perfected the art of playing the perfect daughter while my body stays constantly hungry, cunt wet and aching for release.

Moving day feels heavy in our modern house. The shiny marble floors and expensive furniture look flawless on the surface, but the place has always felt cold, like a stage set for the perfect family that never really existed. My suitcases sit packed by the front door, zipped tight and ready for university. I stand there, heart already racing at the thought of freedom.

Mom walks in from the kitchen, Bible clutched in her manicured hands. Even on a weekend she’s dressed in her lawyer attire, posture straight and serious. She lives between the courtroom and the church pews, constantly praying away sins,especially Dad’s. “You almost forgot this, Lisa,” she says, pressing the heavy book into my palms. Her voice carries that familiar mix of love and fear. “Pray every single day. Stay a good girl. The world out there is full of temptation waiting to corrupt pure hearts like yours.”

I nod, forcing a small smile while my stomach twists. Good girl. The words feel like a bad joke. The second she turns to straighten a picture on the wall, I roll my eyes hard, jaw tight. If only she knew how many times I’ve snuck out, spread my legs for girls who actually know how to make me cum. My pussy has been throbbing nonstop for days at the thought of having my own space, no more hiding my toys or muffling my moans.

Dad descends the stairs in his crisp business suit, cologne trailing behind him. He’s rarely home, always chasing the next deal, but today he pulls me into a firm hug and kisses my forehead. “I’ll transfer your allowance on time. Keep those grades high, princess. Make us proud.”

He starts toward the door but Mom calls him back, hands planted on her hips, body angled just so. “What about my kiss, Edward?”

He chuckles, turning around. “Sorry, darling.” He draws her close, kissing her deeply on the mouth before giving her ass a light smack. Mom’s cheeks flush bright red. “Not in front of her,” she whispers, but I catch every word.

“Oh gosh, you two are so weird,” I mutter, shaking my head. Inside, a bitter smirk forms. If they only understood the kind of shit I’ve done behind their backs.

Dad laughs warmly. “Bye my babies.” The door clicks shut behind him.

Mom insists on driving me to campus herself. The entire ride she lectures without pause. “Be very careful around boys, Lisa. Don’t let them distract you. Focus on your studies and your relationship with God.” Her fingers grip the steering wheel tight, knuckles pale. I sit there with my legs pressed together, a secret smile playing on my lips. If only she fucking knew. I’m way more into girls these days. That threesome with my ex changed everything. He watched another girl suck my clit and finger me so skillfully that I came harder than I ever had in my life, soaking the sheets and shaking uncontrollably. He never managed to make me cum like that, not once. The jealousy ate him alive and he dumped me the next day. Ever since, I’ve been seeking out girls whenever possible, craving tongues, fingers, and toys that actually satisfy this constant hunger. These past few weeks at home have been torture, sneaking quick sessions with my vibrator while praying my parents wouldn’t hear. University means real privacy. I can finally moan loud, fuck myself properly, and explore without fear.

We pull up to the dorm building. “Bye Mom,” I say quickly, grabbing my bags before she starts another prayer.

“Call me the moment you settle in,” she says, waving from the car.

I head inside, nerves and excitement mixing in my chest. The door to my new room opens easily. My roommate is already there unpacking. Preye. The sight of her hits me like a punch to the gut. Smooth dark skin, big innocent eyes, soft full lips that look made for sucking. Her body is pure temptation , perky breasts straining against her top, narrow waist flaring into curvy hips, and an ass so round and soft it makes my mouth water instantly.

“Hi, I’m Preye,” she says, offering a shy smile, voice gentle and sweet.

“Lisa,” I reply, shaking her hand longer than necessary. I can’t stop staring, biting my lower lip. She looks so pure and naive, like she’s never had a dirty thought in her life, but her body screams to be fucked hard. My pussy twitches strongly, a fresh wave of heat flooding between my legs.

We exchange basic talk about classes and hometowns, but my attention keeps drifting. I make my bed slowly, arranging my things while watching her move around the room. When she bends over her suitcase, her shorts ride up, hugging that perfect ass. My nipples harden instantly against my shirt, breathing growing shallower.

After some time, I pull out my laptop and set it on my bed. Preye starts undressing casually, like it’s the most normal thing. She peels off her top, revealing full perky breasts with dark nipples already stiff from the cool air. No bra. Then she slides her shorts and panties down, her soft round ass jiggling slightly with the movement. Her pussy is smooth, outer lips slightly puffy. I stare openly, mouth dry, my own cunt growing wetter and more desperate by the second.

She grabs her towel, wrapping it around her chest. “Shower time,” she says lightly, disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door.

The second the water starts running, my hands shake with urgency. I’ve been holding back this horniness the entire drive, imagining girls eating me out. I open my laptop quickly, load the lesbian p**n site, and click on a video. Two women are going at it intensely , one on her back, legs spread wide while the other buries her face between her thighs, tongue working deep through wet folds, fingers thrusting hard.

Loud, needy moans spill from the speakers immediately. “Ahhh yes… eat my pussy just like that…” The sound shoots straight to my core. I lean back against the headboard, hand diving into my shorts, fingers brushing my soaked lips. My heart races with forbidden excitement and raw hunger as I start touching myself, lost in the moment.