Forbidden Desire: A Collection Of Short Erotica Stories

Elena Pov

“Fuck…” I moaned softly as I felt my juices trickle down my thighs, warm and slow. My grip tightened around Jeremy’s picture, the edges bending under the pressure of my fingers as I held onto it like it was him. My back pressed against the doorframe, my body already trembling from the heat pooling low in my stomach.

“Fuck, Jeremy… please, fuck me…” I whispered, my voice shaky and breathless as I dragged my fingers down my thighs, my touch slow, teasing, making my breath hitch.

I spread my legs wider, exposing my pink cunt, my chest rising and falling faster with each passing second. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as I slid one finger inside, my body reacting instantly. My head tilted back, my lips parting as a soft moan slipped out uncontrollably.

“I want you to fucking destroy my pussy…” I breathed, my voice barely steady as my toes curled against the floor.

My finger moved slowly at first as I thrust it in and out of my pussy then I went faster as my body responded, my breathing breaking into uneven gasps. My hips lifted slightly, chasing the feeling, my back arching as a wave of heat spread through me.

I couldn’t stop, I didn’t want to stop.

My eyes stayed locked on Jeremy’s picture, my mind completely consumed by him.

Ever since my mom married his dad, I had a crush on him. He was perfect, tall, handsome, untouchable. He carried himself like he owned every room he walked into. But he never looked at me the way I wanted him to.

To him, I was just his sweet baby sister.

But I didn’t want to be anyone’s baby sister. Especially not his, I wanted him to fuck the hell out of me.

A louder moan slipped from my lips as I pushed my finger deeper, my body tightening around the sensation. My breathing grew heavier, my chest rising rapidly as I pressed myself harder against the doorframe for support.

“Fuck… damn, I want to be fucked badly…” I gasped, throwing my head back as a deep sigh left my lips. My fingers moved faster now, my body reacting uncontrollably, my thighs trembling slightly.

I was so lost in the feeling…

“Don’t stop. Keep going.” a voice said.

My entire body froze.

My eyes snapped open, my heart slamming violently against my chest as panic surged through me. Slowly, almost too slowly, I turned my head toward the door.

Jeremy stood there, leaning casually against the frame. Watching me.

My stomach dropped, heat rushing to my face as embarrassment. My finger was still in my warm pussy. My breathing quickened as I stared at him, completely exposed.

“How long have you been standing there?” I asked, my voice low and unsteady, barely holding together.

A slow smirk spread across his lips, dark and knowing. His eyes dragged over me, taking everything in without shame.

“So this is what you want your big brother to do to you, little sister?” he asked, his voice calm, but heavy with meaning.

A shiver ran down my spine at his words.

I quickly pulled my hand away, my fingers slick, my body still trembling under his gaze. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my breath uneven as I tried to steady myself.

“Drop the little sister act,” I said, forcing my voice to stay firm despite the way my body reacted to him. “I want you to fuck the hell out of me… and explode all over my face.”

The words came out bold, reckless, and impossible to take back.

For a second, silence filled the room.

Then his smirk deepened.

He pushed himself off the doorframe and began walking toward me. Each step made my pulse pound harder, my body tightening with anticipation and fear all at once.

My breath caught as he got closer.

“Give me your hands,” he said.

I hesitated, my fingers twitching slightly, my mind racing, but my body didn’t listen. Slowly, I lifted my hand toward him.

He grabbed it firmly.

The contact sent a sharp jolt through my entire body, making me gasp softly. His grip was strong, commanding, leaving no room for hesitation.

Without breaking eye contact, he guided my hand back between my legs, pushing my fingers inside my warmth, he kept thrusting it in and out, my fingers moving slowly.

“Ahh…” I cried out instantly, my body arching at the sudden pressure. My knees weakened, and I grabbed onto the edge of the bed with my free hand to steady myself.

My breathing became ragged, my body reacting intensely to his control, to his presence, to him finally seeing me.

Finally touching me.

“I’m going to do exactly what you want…” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous, sending a chill down my spine.

His eyes held mine, dark and intense.

“And destroy you.”

My breath hitched sharply as his hands guided mine, controlling every movement. My fingers trembled under his grip, he increased the pace of my thrust and kept going in deeper, my pussy walls clenching around my fingers.

A soft moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it.

“Look at you…” he murmured, his voice low, almost amused. “You’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

My chest rose and fell rapidly, my pulse racing as heat flooded through me.

“Say my name,” he said.

A shiver ran down my spine.

“Jeremy…” I breathed, my voice barely steady.

“Good girl.”

The words sent a sharp wave through me, my knees weakening slightly as I grabbed onto the bed for support. My fingers curled against the sheets, my body arching without thinking.

His presence was overwhelming.

The air felt heavier, thicker, charged with something I couldn’t escape.

“Don’t hide from me,” he added, his tone firmer now.

I tried to close my legs out of instinct, out of embarrassment, but he stopped me instantly. His hands were firm, unyielding, holding me in place.

My breath caught in my throat.

“Don’t,” he said quietly.

A deep shiver rolled through me, my body going still under his command. My lips parted as another soft sound escaped me, my control slipping further.

“You’re shaking,” he murmured. And I was.

My legs trembled, my fingers tightening against the sheets as waves of sensation built inside me. My head fell back slightly, my breathing breaking into uneven gasps.

“Relax,” he said, his voice softer now, but still commanding.

He added another one fo my finger guiding both in with the same rhythm. He thrust in slower then increased the pace when he went inside going deep into my wetness

A broken moan slipped from my lips as I gripped the bed tighter, my knuckles whitening. My back arched, my body reacting on its own, chasing something I couldn’t fully reach yet.

“Jeremy…” I whispered again, my voice desperate this time.

“You want more?” he asked.

I nodded quickly, my breathing uneven, my chest rising rapidly. I couldn’t even form words anymore.

A faint smirk touched his lips.

“Patience,” he said.

My eyes fluttered shut as I tried to steady myself, but another wave hit me, stronger this time. My body tightened, my legs shaking harder as I struggled to hold on.

“I… I can’t…” I gasped softly.

“Yes, you can,” he replied calmly.

His confidence only made it worse.

My fingers dug into the sheets, my breath catching again as the pressure built higher, sharper, almost too much to handle.

“I’m going to…” I started, my voice breaking.