All Chapters of SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections.: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 1 I stepped into the dressing room, the velvet curtains brushing against my arms as I pushed through. The air was heavy with lavender and vanilla, a scent so rich it felt like it was soaking into my skin, making my senses sharper. I looked around, taking in the mirrored walls reflecting every angle of the room, the plush velvet chaise lounge in the corner, and a small table holding a decanter of chilled water, this place screamed money, luxury in every detail, and I couldn’t help but feel a spark of satisfaction.I was here to try on a tailored suit, something I’d been hyped about for weeks, picturing how sharp I’d look, how the fabric would hug my frame just right.I started unbuttoning my shirt, my fingers moving quick, eager to get to the suit. But then I heard a faint, rhythmic sound, barely there, coming from the other side of room. A soft rustling, like fabric shifting, completely out of place in the calm, polished vibe of this place. My hands froze on the buttons,

Chapter 1I couldn't believe my luck when Mrs. Elena Ramirez moved in next door. I was 22, fresh out of college, crashing at my parents' place while I figured out my next move. She was in her mid-40s, divorced, with curves that could stop traffic, full tits straining against her blouses, an ass that swayed like it was begging to be grabbed, and legs that went on forever. Her dark hair cascaded down her back, and those green eyes? They screamed experience, the kind that made my cock twitch just thinking about it.I'd catch glimpses of her through the fence, sunbathing in a bikini that barely covered her nipples, or bending over in her garden, her shorts riding up to show the crease where thigh met cheek. I'd jerk off to those mental snapshots every night, imagining burying my face between her legs, tasting that mature pussy.One afternoon, I was mowing the lawn, shirtless and sweating under the sun, when she called out from her porch. "Hey, kid! You got a minute?"Kid? I was no kid,

Chapter 3Elena's insatiable hunger for cock had me hooked like a junkie, a week after I wrecked her ass with rope burns still fresh on her wrists, my phone buzzed with her text "Pool party. Just us, you horny little fucker. Wear nothing, or I'll make you regret it."My cock twitched instantly, hardening in my shorts as I stripped bare in my room, the cool night air kissing my skin. I snuck out, jumping over the fence into her backyard like a thief in the night, my balls heavy and aching with anticipation. The pool glowed under the moonlight, water rippling softly, and there she was, lounging naked on a chair, by the edge, her mature body sprawled out like a feast. Her thick thighs were spread wide, one hand lazily pumping a thick, buzzing vibrator in and out of her drenched cunt, the toy slick with her creamy juices, buzzing like an angry hornet. Her free hand pinched and twisted one of her dark, erect nipples, pulling it until she hissed in pleasure-pain. Droplets of sweat bead

Chapter 2Emma's Pov Was he turned on too? His hand under the table adjusted something, a quick shift, and I wondered if he was hard, his cock straining in his pants because of me."Yeah," I breathed, nodding, my breaths coming shorter. "If I trusted him completely." Our eyes locked, and the air felt somehow.My body reacted without thinking, my foot brushing his under the table, the contact sending electricity shot up my leg, straight to my core, making my pussy clench. Fuck! I want him right now, want to feel his hands on me, but he is my friend. This could ruin everything we have, or make it better, and deeper, something I have craved without admitting.He cleared his throat, but did not break eye contact, his gaze intense. "Trust is key in that stuff. BDSM, right? Boundaries, safe words, all that to keep it safe." He said it casually, but his pupils were dilated, dark, and I saw his chest rise and fall faster. "I have dabbled in it before, with my ex wife, actually. She like

Chapter 1 He laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down my spine. “You’re all talk, aren’t you? All that fire in your books, all that dominance, but here…” He stepped closer, his body pressing against mine, his hardness evident through his jeans. “Here, you’re just a woman who wants to be fucked.” My breath hitched, my knees weak as his hand slid down my back, pulling me tight against him. I could feel every inch of him, hard and unyielding, and it made my head spin. I should push him away, I should tell him to go to hell, hexis my rival not a person I should be close like this. But my body had other ideas, arching into him, craving more. “Then…prove it,” I whispered, the challenge barely audible, but it was there, hanging between us. His eyes darkened, and he didn’t hesitate, his lips crashed against mine, hungry and rough, his tongue demanding entrance. I melted into him, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. He lifted me like I weighed not