Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Erotic Stories

Her blood ran hot at the sound of his voice low husky thick with something dangerous that curled around her name like it could put her out of her misery. She should have been terrified but instead her thighs squeezed together beneath the sheets, the ache in her pússy intensifying as if his voice alone had reached inside her.She slid to the edge of the bed her bare feet hitting the floor with a muffled thud. For a moment she hesitated clutching the sheet tightly around her body like it could shield her from the storm gathering just outside her door. Slowly her hand reached for the knob her breath caught in her throat.When she turned it and pulled, the door creaked open just an inch.Liam stood ther larger than life in the dim hallway light. His hair was damp with sweat clinging to his forehead and the veins on his muscled forearms bulged as he braced one hand against the doorframe. His green eyes glowed with an intensity that made her knees weak dragging down her body until she felt na

He tugged the neckline of her tank top down until her bréasts spilled free the cool air making her nípples pebble even tighter. Liam bent his head his hot mouth closing around one swollen peak, sucking hard enough to make her arch off the bed with a strangled cry. His teeth scraped lightly then his tongue soothed the sting each flick sending jolts of heat straight to her core.“Keep your hands where I told you,” he reminded her against her skin his voice vibrating through her bréast as his mouth worked her.Maya whimpered fighting the desperate urge to grab his head and hold him there. Her arms strained against the comand but she obeyed, her nails diging into the sheet instead.“That’s it,” Liam said, moving to her other bréast, giving it the same ruthless attention until she was panting, her back slick with sweat. “You’re learning.”His hand slid lower, teasing down her stomach until it reached the her wide open legs and her pússy. He stared at her wide open leg and she beginning to c

She sobbed again but she obeyed, her body convulsing on the edge of release her pússy clenching so hard around his fingers that she thought she might lose her mind. He kept her there teetering until she was begging, until tears streaked down her cheeks.“Please, let me come” she cried. “Please, I need it I’ll do anything…”“That’s what I wanted to hear,” Liam growled, sucking her clít one final time before giving the order she craved. “Come for me, now.”Her orgasm ripped through her violently, her back arching off the mattress, her scream raw and broken as waves of ecstasy tore her apart. Her pussy spasmed around his fingers, gushing wétness into his mouth as he drank her down greedily. He didn’t stop, prolonging the climax until she was shaking uncontrollably, her thighs clamping around his head.When she collapsed back onto the bed, gasping for air, he finally pulled back, licking his fingers clean with a slow, deliberate hunger that made her core ache all over again.“You taste rea

Clara had been told only a little about what to expect. A friend told her about it over too many drinks. She said it was a secret party where women didn’t just dance, they were used. A limo would pick her up, no questions were being asked. Inside, there would be men she wouldn’t know, men who wouldn’t tell her their names. The rule was simple no names, no strings. Just to obey them.Her friend had laughed when she first explained it, but the heat in her eyes said it wasn’t a joke. It’s dangerous, it’s dirty, but it’s the best night you’ll ever have. If you can handle it.Clara had hesitated for days but curiosity burned hotter than fear. She was single, restless, bored of polite dates that ended with quick kisses at her door. The thought of being used really used, the way her friend hinted kept her awake at night with her fingers buried between her thighs.When the black limousine rolled up to the curb, her stomach flipped. She wore a short dress that clung to her thick thighs and wide

“On your knees,” the first man ordered.Clara hesitated for half a second, but the sharp slap of his hand against her thigh made her flinch and obey. Blindfolded, she slid off the leather seat, sinking onto the floor between them. The carpet was rough against her knees, but all she could think about was the heat radiating from their bodies as they leaned in closer.“Hands stay behind your back,” the second man reminded her.“Open your mouth.”Clara lifted her chin, lips parting. Her chest rose and fell as her breasts strained against the dress, nipples so hard it hurt.A zipper made a sound. The sound alone made her pussy throb. A moment later, thick heat pressed against her lips, the blunt head of his cock, already hard, already leaking.“Wrap those fat lips around it,” he growled.She opened wider, and he shoved inside, stretching her mouth full. Clara gagged softly, her throat tightening, but he held her jaw firm.“Fuck yes,” he groaned, thrusting shallow at first.“Her mouth feels