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Tempted 😈

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last update publish date: 2026-05-26 17:29:12

My stepsister Kayla had been a walking tease since the day she moved in. Nineteen years old, tight body, and zero shame. She knew exactly what she was doing -- prancing around in that her tiny shorts that usually rode up her ass, or wearing my old jerseys with nothing underneath.

I’m twenty-one, and for six months straight I’d been jerking off thinking about her almost every night. It was fucked up, but I couldn’t help it.

Our parents finally left Friday morning for their anniversary week
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  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp5

    She clenched the whole drive home. Every bump in the road threatened to let his cum slip out. By the time she parked she had a wet spot on the seat of her underwear and a slow trickle down one thigh. She locked the apartment door, leaned back against it, and typed with shaking fingers. **Lena:** Home. Most of it stayed in. Some leaked. The reply came fast. **Elias:** Good enough. Take a picture of the mess on your thighs. Send it. Then go to bed with it still inside you. No cleaning up. No touching. Sleep in it. She did what he said. Stood in front of the bathroom mirror, dress hiked up, phone angled between her legs. The photo showed the shiny streak on her inner thigh and the swollen lips of her cunt. She sent it.. His reply was a single word. **Elias:** Mine. She slept on her stomach, underwear still on, the slow leak drying sticky on her skin. In the morning the sheets were marked. She took another photo when he asked for it and waited. Three days passed. Short messages on

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp4

    The door clicked shut behind him. Lena sat on the edge of the bench for a long minute, staring at the floor. Her body felt like it had been taken apart and put back together wrong. Every shift sent fresh sparks through her ass, her cunt, the welts across her thighs. Cum had started to dry on her stomach and the underside of her tits. Her throat felt scraped raw. She stood carefully. Legs shaky. The attendant’s knock came a moment later—short, professional. A woman in black stepped in with a clipboard, a bottle of water, and a soft towel. “Sit. Legs open.” Lena did. The woman checked the marks with gloved hands—welts, the swollen state of her cunt and ass, the bruises starting to form on her wrists and ankles. No cuts. Nothing broken. She cleaned her more thoroughly than Elias had, applied a cool gel to the worst of the cane marks, then handed her the dress and a pair of simple black underwear from the locker room bag. “Drink all of that. Ice when you get home. No play for at leas

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp3

    He didn’t give her time to settle. One hand stayed in her hair, the other pointed at the floor. “Knees. Mouth open. Eyes on me.” Lena slid off the bench. Her legs nearly folded. She hit the mat hard and parted her lips. He stepped in close, cock still half-hard and shiny from her cunt. He rested the head on her tongue. “From this moment you don’t make a sound. Not a moan. Not a gasp. Not a fucking whimper. If you do, I start the orgasm count over and we stay until morning. Clear?” She nodded once, mouth still open around him. “Good.” He pushed in slow until her throat bulged. Held her there. Tears welled immediately. She forced herself to breathe through her nose and stay silent. When he started fucking her face it was deeper than before—long strokes that cut off her air, then short ones that let her gasp quietly through her nose. Spit ran freely down her chin and dripped onto her bruised tits. He watched her eyes the whole time. When he pulled out she was drooling and red-fac

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp2

    He didn’t give her long to recover. The water bottle was still half-full when he took it out of her hand and set it it aside. Lena’s legs felt like they belonged to someone else. Her ass burned from the cane and the stretch of his cock. Her clit pulsed like a second heartbeat.He pointed at the padded bench. “Back on it. On your back this time. Legs open.”She climbed up. The leather stuck to the sweat on her skin. He locked her ankles into the stirrups at the end, forcing her thighs wide. Then he clipped her wrists to the sides so she couldn’t cover herself. Fully exposed. Pussy pink and swollen, still shiny from earlier.He stood between her legs and looked down at her like he was deciding what to ruin next. “You came hard. Made a mess of the bench. I like that. Means your body already knows who it belongs to tonight.”He opened a drawer under the table and pulled out a thick black dildo—heavy, veined, bigger than what he’d just had in her ass. He coated it with lube, then pressed t

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp1

    The club smelled like leather, sweat, and something sharper underneath,like fear mixed with arousal. Lena pushed through the heavy door after the doorman checked her name against the list. No phones. No real names past the threshold. She’d signed the papers weeks ago, the ones that listed limits and hard stops, but standing here in the dim red light of the main floor made those papers feel like they belonged to someone else. She wore what they’d told her to: a thin black dress that barely covered her ass, no underwear, heels that forced her to walk careful. Her wrists were already cuffed loosely in front of her with soft leather, a temporary pair the attendant had clicked on after she stripped in the locker room. The metal rings on them clinked when she moved. A man waited near the far wall, arms crossed. Tall, broad through the shoulders, dark shirt open at the collar. Silver at the temples. He looked her over like he was checking inventory. “You’re late,” he said. Not loud.

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Night Drive - final

    I spent the rest of the day exactly the way he ordered—naked, messy, leaking. Every time I walked to the kitchen for water or sat on the couch, more of him slid down the inside of my thighs. The air in the house felt thick with it. He didn’t touch me again until the sun started going down. Just watched. Corrected my posture when I tried to close my legs. Made me spread wider on the couch while he worked on his laptop like nothing was wrong. By the time the sky outside turned dark I was aching in every place he’d used me. My ass still burned from the belt. My wrists were marked from the cuffs. My pussy and ass both felt swollen and sore. And I was still so turned on it hurt. He closed the laptop around eight and looked at me for a long time. “Upstairs. My room this time.” I stood on shaky legs and followed him. His bedroom was bigger, darker. He didn’t turn on the overhead light—just the lamp by the bed. Soft yellow glow. He pointed at the mattress. “On your back. Hands above you

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Daddy's Turn

    Mark stood there in the near-dark, the faint glow from my nightlight catching the hard line of his jaw and the massive bulge straining the front of his gray sweatpants. He didn’t look shocked nor angry. He just looked
 hungry. Like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. He stepped all the wa

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught!

    I bit down hard on the pillow to keep from screaming as Jake’s thick cock drove into me again, and again, stretching my dripping pussy wide open. The bed creaked under us like it was about to give out, but I didn’t care, not tonight, not when his hips were slamming against my ass so perfectly,

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   The Wrong Send

    *A New Collection I was sprawled across my bed in nothing but the thin silk robe I’d stolen from Mom’s closet, the fabric slipping off one shoulder as I read Tyler’s latest text for the third time. “Babe, I’m dying over here. Send me something filthy so I can stroke to it before I lose my mind.”

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Gangbanged by Strangers: Recked

    The hotel room door barely clicked shut before hands were all over me. Not gentle. Not careful. Hungry. Mike shoved me backward onto the nearest bed so hard my back bounced on the mattress. The lamp cast ugly yellow light across the room, but nobody cared about romance. My head was still spinni

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