All Chapters of Sinful Lust Stories: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

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BEST FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS

Liam and Maya are friends who know each other well. They have always been inseparable since college. They bonded over failed relationships and late-night ramen with some inside jokes they only understood. Now in their mid-20s, their connection only became stronger.It was Friday night, when they usually hang out. Like on their usual nights, they play board games, drink, and then laugh at slight jokes. The laughter shook the walls of Liam's apartment. Liam sat with his legs crossed on the couch, sipping his wine slowly, while his toes brushed against Maya's thigh. “I want you to fuck me," Maya said suddenly, with a bold voice. She just made it look like she was tossing a random conversation. The room was quiet for a while until Liam burst into laughter. “I think I should be honest with you tonight," Maya said. “Wait, you're serious? You w

ENSLAVED TO THE ALPHA KING

Everywhere was dark. I had no idea where I was. My eyes were tied with blindfolds, but I knew I was sold off to an alpha king to pay off my step-parent's debts. I felt nothing but hate for my step parents, selling me off to the cruel Alpha king, Tristen, like I meant nothing to them. They had no conscience. I cried and wailed before I arrived at Alpha King's bedroom. No one listened, no one pitied me. My mind battled the thought of how cruel this Alpha king could be, or how he looked. Was he a monster? Everyone talked so highly of him, but I had never set eyes on him. I heard the door open and started to fidget on the bed. “Who's there?”I asked, scared as I wrapped my hands around my legs. Someone climbed into bed, and I couldn't see who it was. Suddenly, the blindfolds came off. My gaze fell on the mighty frame of a man in front of her, his chest bare. He was

THE MAILMAN

Ella Hartley heard the familiar sound of the delivery truck pulling up. He was right on time. She moved to the front window of her quiet suburban home, pretending to adjust the curtains. But her eyes were on him. Sully Rivera stepped out of the truck, tall and solid in his navy uniform. His muscular forearms looked like they could lift more than just Amazon boxes. For a mailman, He moved with some kind of easy confidence that she would never expect a mailman to have and for Ella, that meant he had to pack down there. Only a man with a good cock and terrible job could move with as much confidence as Sully did. Ella had only exchanged a few words with him since she moved back after her divorce, but she knew his name, his schedule and how good he looked carrying packages. She stalked him so hard she started to send mail to herself

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS

Jason pressed her against the door, which he had shut behind her. While his mouth slid on her throat, he slid his hand under her skirt just as if he knew she wasn't putting on panties. She never puts that on whenever she's coming to their place. “I see someone is so eager," Kayla murmured. Her nails dragged across his chest while she slipped his shirt over his head. “It's been fucking two days." He grinned. “Shhh–poor thing," she teased him. She watched him slide his finger over her thigh. “I'm still fucking wet from this morning." He hissed. Before she could say a word, Mason walked into the room. He had gone to the gym. He dropped his bag quickly and didn't flinch when he saw what they were doing. It was normal to him. “You both started without me, huh? " he asked, placing his hand over her hips.

One Night Stand

Virelle walked into the hotel. As she got in, the hotel smelled like money. The floor was properly polished, with a marble floor and a chilled lavender scent in the air. As she stepped in, it was as if she belonged there. She was surprised she came to actually fuck a man she'd never met before. She has been talking to the guy for weeks; they usually have late-night calls and chat with each other's voice notes drenched in innuendo. With each voice note she listens to, she likes his voice. He spoke about some dirty things he wanted to have with her, but Virelle was focused on just having a one-night stand with him. He had told her to knock twice as soon as she entered the room. As she walked down the hall, her heels clicked softly, and she felt her nipples harden already, silk and tight. All that was happening was that she hadn't even met the guy. She knocked twice as she got to the door.

MY PROFESSOR

The classroom was mostly empty. The air conditioner's hum mixed with the chairs' scrape as students hurried out. I stayed behind, heart pounding like a drum in my chest. Professor Kane was at his desk, flipping through papers, but I caught his eye. “Professor Kane?” I said, voice trembling. He looked up, surprise visible in his eyes. “Anna? You forgot something?” “No,” I said quickly, stepping closer. “I... I just wanted to talk.” He set the papers down, giving me his full attention now. “Alright. What’s on your mind?” I bit my lip, heat rushing to my cheeks. “I’ve been thinking about you. More than I probably should.” His brow furrowed, but there was something in his gaze that didn’t look entirely like disapproval. “You know this

MY SON'S GIRLFRIEND

I opened the door expecting a delivery. Instead, she was standing there. Maya. My son’s girlfriend. The one I should never look at is the way I sometimes catch myself doing. “Hi, Mr. Hale…” she said softly, a nervous little smile tugging at her lips. My chest tightened. God, she was beautiful. Too beautiful. And far too young for the thoughts that sometimes crossed my mind when she was around. I cleared my throat, folding my arms to keep them from doing something stupid, like reaching for her. “Liam’s not here. He left earlier.” Her face fell a little. She shifted on her feet. “Oh. Um… I can wait outside.” “Come in.” The words were out before I even thought. Why? Why the hell did I say that? But I stepped

SPOILED BY DADDY'S WORKERS

What a brat, Matt thought, glaring at the daughter of the business tycoon, Steve Rames. Lucinda Rames was as much a spoiled child as her father made her out to be. She was daddy's girl; she got all she wanted, whenever and how she wanted. Matt was her recent bodyguard. He took up the job two months ago, and he had never wanted to smack a girl so hard. Who cared if she was nineteen and impulsive? She was the most infuriating thing ever—that and the prettiest little thing he had ever seen. Steve Rames had pissed off some horrible people, so Lucinda had been placed on a twenty four hour watch and was urged to never leave the Rames property. That left her with her surly bodyguard Matt, the cold butler, Nathan, who only spoke in crypt codes and whatnot, and the chef named ‘Blade’. They were all incredibly sexy men that Lucinda would admit she had thought about in dirty and naughty ways.

SPOILED BY DADDY'S WORKERS II

Lucinda gasped as her butler’s cock filled her mouth. Her pussy throbbed in excitement, forming a damp patch on her panties. Oh, she had dreamt of this so many times. She had always wanted to be fucked in the mouth by them. Nathan wrapped her hair in her hands, staring down at her in his usual practised way. “Hum if the taste of my cock pleases you,” She hummed, sending hot vibrations up Nathan's shaft, and he stifled a groan at how good that felt. “Good girl. You have barely taken my cock in your mouth. Relax your jaw, I'm going to sink my cock all the way to your throat and you're going to take it while looking at me, okay?” She nodded, looking up at him. Matt didn't realize he was holding his breath watching Nathan push a few more inches of his dick into the brat’s throat until she gag

The bartender

“It's going to be a long night!” Amber told her colleagues as a troop of college guys walked into the club. There were nights when the club was dry and business was slow. That was definitely not tonight. The club was packed full, and the air was thick with perfume, smoke, and sweat. Behind the bar, Amber moved as quickly as she could. Her red hair was pinned back in a messy knot, a single curl dangling to brush her cheek. She worked like someone who didn’t need a break — until she saw him again. He was sitting at the far end of the bar, nursing a nice glass of whiskey he hadn’t touched in ten minutes. Watching her. Always watching. She didn't know his name, but her head was filled with memories of him touching her, stroking her, pinning her against the wall out back and making her scream while everyone else partied hard inside. The s

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