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FUCKING WHILE MUM INCHES AWAY (III, End)
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SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. STORY 87: FINGERING MY TEACHER AT THE DINING (I)
Chapter 1The dining room buzzed with the usual family chatter as we all sat around the big wooden table piled with plates of roast chicken, mashed potatoes, and steamed vegetables that mom had spent the afternoon slaving over in the kitchen. Dad was at the end, cutting into his meat with that same old knife he always used, telling some story about his day at the office that involved a mix up with shipping orders, his voice booming loud enough to fill the room. Mom sat next to him, nodding along and laughing at the right parts, her fork scraping against her plate as she served herself more gravy. And then there was Miss Thompson, my English teacher from high school who had graduated me just last year but still came over sometimes for these awkward check in dinners because mom worried about my college progress and invited her to discuss it over food. She was sitting right next to me, her chair pulled close enough that our elbows almost touched every time one of us reached for somet
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. MARK, YOUR DAD’S COCK IS BIGGER (V)
Chapter 5 Elena’s POVSweat poured down my body in slick rivers, tracing filthy paths between my heaving tits and pooling in the dip of my lower back as Richard had me bent over the desk like a cheap hotel whore. My palms slapped against the polished wood for balance, ass arched high and shameless, my cheeks spread wide while he worked that monstrous, vein ridged cock into my tight, virgin asshole inch by torturous inch. The stretch was obscene, burning, raw, deliciously wrong, every thick centimetre forcing my ring to yield with a wet, sucking pop that made my toes curl hard into the carpet and my spine bow.We were deep into round two now. His first load still oozed out of my swollen cunt in slow, creamy dribbles, mixing with the fresh bottle of lube he had ripped open from the desk drawer and slathered all over us like he was greasing up a prize animal. His thick fingers had scissored me open just minutes earlier, rough, impatient, three digits plunging knuckle deep while I be
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. MARK, YOUR DAD’S COCK IS BIGGER (IV)
Chapter 4Mark PovI zipped up my pants in the dressing room, still catching my breath from that quick makeout session with Sarah, the bridesmaid who had been eyeing me all through the rehearsal dinner last night. She was hot, with her tight little dress and those lips that sucked like a vacuum, but now she was straightening her skirt, giving me a sly grin as she fixed her smeared lipstick in the mirror. “That was fun, Mark, but I should get back out there before someone notices I’m gone,” she said, her voice all casual like we had not just been grinding against each other some minutes ago. I nodded, smirking back, feeling that post hookup buzz still humming through my body, my cock half hard in my boxers from how she had been stroking it through the trousers. “Yeah, go on, I will be out in a sec,” I replied, watching her ass sway as she slipped out the door, leaving me alone with the smell of her perfume hanging in the air.I leaned against the wall for a moment, running my hands
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. MARK, YOUR DAD’S COCK IS BIGGER (III)
Chapter 3Saliva dripped messy down my chin, soaking my neck and tits, and I moaned around him, the vibrations making him thrust deeper, his balls slapping against my chin with each push. My pussy clenched empty, aching for attention, and I reached down between my legs without thinking, rubbing my clit in fast circles, my fingers slipping in the wetness that was already dripping down my thighs. God, this felt so wrong and so good, his cock stretching my lips wide, the taste of him flooding my senses, and I thought about how I had never done anything this filthy with Mark, how Richard was awakening something nasty inside me that I did not want to stop.He let me suck him like that for what felt like forever, his groans getting louder, his hips snapping faster, but then he pulled out suddenly with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting my lips to his cock as he breathed heavy, his chest heaving. “Not yet, I am not coming in your mouth, I want to fuck every part of you first,” he said,
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. MARK, YOUR DAD’S COCK IS BIGGER (II)
Chapter 2The request hung in the air, raw and unfiltered, and I felt a flush creep up my neck, but I did not look away, my body already responding to the idea, my nipples hardening under the lace of my dress.Richard’s eyes widened, shock flashing across his face as he sat back, his mouth opening slightly before he closed it again. He stared at me for a long moment, his breathing deepening, and I could see the conflict in his expression, surprise mixed with a darkening desire that made his pupils dilate. “Elena… what? Are you serious? I mean, you’re my son’s fiancée, and today of all days…” He trailed off, but his gaze dropped to my lips, then lower to the swell of my breasts in the dress, and he shifted in his seat, adjusting himself subtly as if trying to hide the growing bulge in his pants.I leaned closer, placing a hand on his knee, feeling the muscle tense under my touch, and whispered, “I’m dead serious. He’s out there cheating, so why shouldn’t I? You’re hot as hell, Richa
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. STORY 86: MARK, YOUR DAD’S COCK IS BIGGER
Chapter 1Elena’s POV The wedding dress clung to my skin like a second layer of sweat as I made my way down the dimly lit hallway toward the dressing room, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and excitement that I thought was normal for a bride on her big day. I had slipped away from the bustling main hall where guests were mingling with champagne flutes in hand, laughing about how perfect everything looked, just to surprise Mark with a quick kiss before the ceremony started. My heels echoed softly on the carpeted floor, and I smoothed down the lace bodice, feeling the way it hugged my curves, thinking about how he would react when he saw me like this, all dolled up and ready to become his wife. But as I approached the door, slightly ajar, I heard muffled sounds that made my stomach drop, low moans and the rustle of fabric that did not belong in a solo dressing session.I pushed the door open a bit more, and there he was, my fiancé Mark, pressed up against the wall with some brun
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