All Chapters of Through Realms Of Sins(Short Stories): Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The Arizona sun was already brutal at ten in the morning, turning their tiny one-bedroom apartment into an oven. The cheap AC unit rattled like it was dying, pushing out lukewarm airAshley sat cross-legged on the sagging couch, bills spread across the coffee table like a losing poker hand. Her dark ponytail stuck to the back of her neck with sweat. She wore tiny cotton shorts and one of Tyler’s old band tees that hung off her small frame.Tyler paced in front of the TV, phone in one hand, cheap beer in the other even though it was barely past breakfast.“We’re two months behind, Ty,” Ashley said, voice cracking. “Two. He texted yesterday saying if we don’t have at least one month by Monday, he’s starting eviction.”Tyler dragged a hand through his messy brown hair. “I know, Ash. I know. The freelance gig fell through, okay? Client ghosted me after I finished the whole app. I’m trying—”“You’re always trying!” Ashley snapped, tears already shining. “We’re drowning! Electricity’s two w

The next Saturday arrived like Christmas morning for a very naughty girl. Ashley had spent the whole week dripping. Every time she sat down she felt the phantom stretch of Mike’s cock. She changed her panties twice a day because they kept getting soaked. Tyler barely spoke, just jerked off in the shower every morning thinking about last week, then acted like nothing had happened. At exactly 10:00 a.m. the knock came. Three hard raps. Ashley flew to the door in nothing but a tiny pink crop top and white lace panties already clinging wet to her slit. Tyler was already in the living room, shirt off, sweatpants low, looking nervous and hard at the same time. Mike stepped inside wearing the same black t-shirt stretched tight over his chest. In his hand: a thick black leather collar with silver letters that spelt RENT. Ashley’s breath hitched. “He is here! Oh my goodness..!” Mike’s deep voice filled the r

Ashley woke up tingling. This was last Saturday. She had shaved her pussy completely smooth the night before, every single hair gone, baby-soft and glistening. “For easier cleanup,” she had told Tyler with a wicked grin while Tyler watched her in the bathroom mirror, cock already leaking.Now the door opened at exactly ten. Mike stepped in wearing another black t-shirt. Ashley waited on the couch naked except for the worn leather “RENT” collar, legs spread, fingers lazily circling her bald clit.“Morning, sir,” she sang. “Last payment day.”Mike’s eyes darkened. “Damn right it is. Look at that pretty bald cunt. You spoil me, princess.”Tyler sat naked in the green armchair, cock straight up, hands already on the armrests like a good boy.Mike dropped his jeans. His cock sprang out thick and ready.“Ride me reverse, baby. Give your husband the best seat in the house.”Ashley crawled over, straddled him facing away, and sank down slowly.Both of them groaned loudly.“Oh fuck yo

He drops to one knee like it’s nothing, shoves her scrub top up, yanks her pants and panties down in one motion.Cool air hits her soaked pussy and she gasps.“Been thinking about this taste for two days,” he growls, hands gripping her thighs and lifting one leg over his shoulder.His mouth is on her before she can breathe.His tongue is flattening against her clit, sucking hard, then flicking fast.She grabs his hair, hips jerking.“Shane, someone could—”“Let them,” he mutters against her folds, sliding two thick fingers inside without warning.She cries out, knees buckling.He curls them, finds that spot, and rubs merciless circles while his tongue lashes her clit.“Fuck, you’re dripping down my chin already,” he says, voice muffled. “You avoided me all day and your pussy is still wet for me.”She whimpers, grinding on his face.He adds a third finger, stretching her, pumping fast.“Look at me,” he orders.She forces her eyes open.He stares up, blue eyes dark and sucks her clit ha

The second his front door slammed shut, they were clawing at each other like animals. Her back hit the wall, dress already torn down the front, tits spilling out. Shane’s mouth was on hers, tongue fucking deep, hands yanking her thighs around his waist. “Been hard for you all fucking week,” he growled, grinding his cock against her soaked pussy through his jeans. “Then stop talking and fuck me…” she snarled, biting his lip hard enough to taste copper. He carried her to the kitchen island, dropped her onto the cold marble, and spread her legs wide. Four fingers slammed inside her, curling viciously. “Look at this greedy cunt. Already dripping down my hand.” She moaned loudly, riding his hand. “More…give me more.” He added a fourth, stretching her open while his thumb destroyed her clit. She was screaming, back arching, when he suddenly pulled out and shoved his cock down her throat instead. “Suck it! Taste how bad I want you.” She choked, drooled, and took him to the root,