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CHAPTER 79: THE AUCTION (PART 1)

Author: Joyce_Oloh
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 19:24:01

The velvet curtains of the private auction hall were drawn tight, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne, aged whiskey, and barely contained desire. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm golden glow over the room, illuminating the small stage where the night’s most exclusive offering stood waiting.

Her name was Samira Coombs. Twenty-four years old, with long raven hair cascading down her back, warm olive skin, and a body that seemed sculpted for sin. She wore a sheer black silk slip that
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  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 80: THE AUCTION (PART 2)

    Mikhail Volkov held Samira against his chest for only a few moments before his grip tightened possessively. His steel-gray eyes darkened as he looked down at her flushed face.“Beautiful,” he murmured, voice low and rough. “But I didn’t pay two hundred and fifty thousand dollars for gentle vanilla sex. I bought you for the entire weekend. That means I own every hole, every moan, every orgasm. Do you understand?”Samira’s breath hitched. The raw ownership in his words sent a fresh wave of arousal flooding between her legs. She nodded, biting her lower lip. “Yes… I’m yours.”“Good girl.”He rolled her onto her stomach and pulled her wrists behind her back. With the soft black ribbon that had been part of her auction outfit, he tied her hands together , not painfully tight, but secure enough that she couldn’t pull free. The light bondage made her feel deliciously helpless and heightened every sensation.Mikhail knelt behind her, spreading her knees wide on the silk sheets. He ran t

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 79: THE AUCTION (PART 1)

    The velvet curtains of the private auction hall were drawn tight, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne, aged whiskey, and barely contained desire. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm golden glow over the room, illuminating the small stage where the night’s most exclusive offering stood waiting.Her name was Samira Coombs. Twenty-four years old, with long raven hair cascading down her back, warm olive skin, and a body that seemed sculpted for sin. She wore a sheer black silk slip that clung to every curve , full, heavy breasts, narrow waist, and rounded hips that swayed with unconscious grace. A delicate diamond choker rested at her throat, the only jewelry she was allowed tonight. Her wrists were lightly bound in front of her with soft black ribbon , not for restraint, but for the fantasy.This was no ordinary auction. It was an invitation-only event for the ultra-wealthy, a consensual fantasy where beautiful women offered themselves for an entire weekend to the highest b

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 78: LIBRARY FUCK

    The university library’s sixth floor was almost deserted on a Thursday night. The main study areas buzzed faintly with distant keyboard clicks and hushed conversations, but the deep stacks , the narrow aisles lined with towering shelves of rarely touched philosophy and classics , felt like another world. Dim overhead lights cast long shadows between the rows, and the air carried that comforting, dusty scent of old paper and leather bindings.Lila Harper had worked the late shift at the circulation desk for three semesters. At 29, she was the youngest full-time librarian on staff, with sharp hazel eyes, shoulder-length chestnut hair often twisted into a loose bun, and a body that her modest cardigans and knee-length skirts couldn’t quite hide. She knew every quiet corner of the building, including which sections offered the most privacy after 9 p.m.Noah, a 21-year-old literature major, had been flirting with her for weeks. He returned books late on purpose, lingered at her desk wi

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 77: UNDER HER TABLE

    The final bell had rung over an hour ago, but Room 212 still carried the faint echo of teenage chatter and scraping chairs. Late afternoon sunlight slanted through the half-closed blinds, casting warm golden stripes across the rows of empty desks. Ms. Mayleen Pope sat alone at the front of the classroom, her elegant figure framed by the heavy oak teacher’s desk that had been there longer than most of the students had been alive.At 38, Mayleen was the kind of teacher who turned heads without trying. Her dark auburn hair was pinned in a loose updo, a few soft strands framing her face. The crisp white blouse she wore hugged the generous curve of her breasts, while the fitted black pencil skirt accentuated the smooth lines of her hips and thighs. She looked every bit the composed, professional woman , until you noticed the faint flush on her cheeks and the way her fingers occasionally tightened around her red pen.She knew he was coming.Ethan had texted her right after last period:

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 76: PEEPING TOM (PART 4)

    Not only was her little cunt far better to fuck than he had imagined, but she also knew exactly how to awaken a man’s raw animal desire.The man stood firmly in front of the table, gripping the young girl’s thin waist with both large hands. Bang! Bang! Bang! He drove his hefty manhood into her with heavy, merciless strokes. The girl kneaded her own voluminous tits, her body jolting with every impact as she moaned in helpless pleasure. The man thrust coarsely and wildly, his powerful hips snapping forward without restraint. Her smooth little cock trembled and spurted twice in quick succession, but the man hadn’t cum even once yet. Each time she reached orgasm and her pussy convulsed around him, he refused to let her rest. The tighter her walls sucked and fluttered, the more vigorously he moved, as if determined to fuck open this wanton little cave. There was a special sense of achievement in breaking her down, and he charged forward even harder.He pounded her relentlessly for nearly

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 75: PEEPING TOM (PART 3)

    The man grabbed the young girl’s small waist and pressed her down onto his crotch incessantly. He swung his hips upward, driving his thick cock deep into her tight cave with every powerful motion.The young girl’s mouth stayed open, releasing constant sensual cries and gasps. Her misty eyes were tightly closed. Straddling the man’s lap, her upturned white and fleshy ass pressed firmly against his crotch while her smooth pussy lips stretched wide around his girth.The hunk grabbed the girl’s thin waist, driving his hips up deeper while he devoured her large breasts like a starving man. He sucked hard on her nipples, alternating between them with rough licks and bites.The girl wrapped her arms around the man’s thick neck, her obscene body squirming nonstop. Her head tilted back in pure intoxication as uncontrollable licentious sounds spilled from her lips. The hunk squeezed her massive tits, molding the soft flesh into different shapes between his strong fingers. White flesh spilled

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 61: COLLARED BDSM (PART 2)

    Marcus stayed buried deep inside Lena, his thick cock still pulsing as her walls fluttered around him from the aftershocks of her first collared orgasm. The blindfold kept her in darkness, the new leather collar snug and warm against her throat like a second heartbeat. He leaned down, kissing her s

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 60: COLLARED BDSM (PART 1)

    The private dungeon room smelled of polished leather, faint incense, and raw anticipation. Soft red lighting bathed the space in warmth, highlighting the St. Andrew’s cross, the padded bench, and the heavy oak table where various implements waited. At 26, Lena had dreamed of this moment for months.

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 59: CHEF AND KITCHEN

    The last customers had left hours ago, but the kitchen at La Belle Époque still hummed with residual heat from the ovens. Mia, 24, wiped down the final station, her short black waitress skirt riding up her thighs as she stretched to reach the top shelf. The only other person left was Chef Alexandre

  • Forbidden Flames: An Erotica Collection    CHAPTER 58: MY BOYFRIEND’S DAD

    Emma had been dating Alex for almost a year, but she’d never spent a full weekend alone with his father. David Reynolds was 48, still built like the college athlete he once was, broad shoulders, thick chest, arms corded with muscle that flexed every time he reached for something. His dark hair was

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