Lahat ng Kabanata ng SINFUL FANTASIES COLLECTIONS: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Chapter 1"Oh God, why does this feel so good?" I whispered to myself, my voice shaky and low in the empty room, legs spread wide on the bed, the erotic book propped open on my pillow. The story was about this woman getting fucked senseless by her boss in the office, his thick cock pounding her from behind while she begged for more. My fingers circled my clit slow at first, slippery from how wet I was, but the ache was building fast, that deep, insistent throb that came with ovulation.Every month it hit me like this, my body on fire, my pussy swollen and sensitive, craving something real to fill me up. I dipped two fingers inside, thrusting shallow, but it was not enough, not even close. My walls clenched around them, hungry for more, but my fingers felt too small, too soft. I need something thicker, longer, a cock, hard and veiny, stretching me wide, but unfortunately, I couldn't even go out maybe till a club.I bit my lip, my eyes scanning the page, imagining myself in the sto

Chapter 1Lena's Pov."Mom, seriously, there's no room back here with all this luggage," I said, my voice coming out whinier than I meant, as I squeezed into the back seat of the SUV, the bags piled up high next to me. The car was packed for our family road trip, boxes and suitcases everywhere, leaving barely enough space for me and my stepbrother Jax. He was already sitting there, his legs spread a bit, looking annoyed with his phone in hand. Mom turned around from the front passenger seat, her eyes scanning the mess."Well, Lena, we have to make do. It's a long drive to the cabin, and we can't leave anything behind. Just sit on Jax's lap for a while until we stop for gas. It's not like you're kids anymore, but it'll be fine." She gave me that no nonsense look, the one that said arguing would get me nowhere. My stepdad nodded from the driver's seat, starting the engine without a word.I sighed loud, feeling my cheeks heat up a little. Sit on his lap? Jax and I were both nineteen,

Chapter 2"What are you two doing?" she whispered, her voice sounding curious, but not mad, her hand sliding down to my waist. My breath hitched, but I didn’t stop stroking Jake, and he didn’t pull his fingers out. Instead, he looked at Temmy, his expression bold. "Want in?" he whispered, and my pussy clenched hard around his fingers, shocked but turned on. Temmy joining us? Fuck, that’s so dirty, but I’m so horny so I don’t care.Temmy hesitated, then nodded, her hand moving to my thigh, pushing my shorts down further. "I mean…," she whispered, her fingers brushing my inner thigh, close to where Jake’s were buried. She touched my clit, light and teasing, and I bit my fist, the double sensation overwhelming. Jake pulled his fingers out, slick with my juices, and guided my hips up. "Ride me," he whispered, lying back, pulling me over him.I straddled him careful, my sleeping bag open, and lowered onto his cock, the head nudging my entrance before sliding in deep. I muffled a cry,

Chapter 2 Ava's Pov.Derek moved in front, cupping my chin, turning my face to him. "You want this, Ava?" he asked, voice low, his thumb tracing my lip. I nodded quickly, unable to form a word , my pussy dripping down my thighs.Yes, I want you both, want your cocks everywhere. He kissed me hard, tongue shoving in, tasting the whiskey, his hands grabbing my breasts through my blouse, squeezing rough. I moaned into his mouth, arching, my free hand finding his towel, yanking it off. His cock sprang free, thick and veiny, the head red and leaking.Marcus's hands slid under my skirt from behind, his fingers finding my panties, rubbing my slit through the wet fabric. "You're soaked already," he muttered against my neck, biting the skin hard enough to bruise. I cried out softly, pushing back against his hand, my pussy throbbing for more.He pulled my panties aside, two fingers pushing inside me deep, stretching me open. Fuck, his fingers are thick, curling to hit that spot, making

Chapter 1Elena's Pov "Elena, make sure you get those old blueprints from Victor. Your dad said they're in his study, and he needs them for the renovation project tomorrow," Mom said over the phone, her voice hurried as she moved around the kitchen back home. I gripped the steering wheel tighter, pulling into Victor's long driveway, the gravel crunching under my tires as the house came into view. It was a big place, set back from the road with tall trees shielding it from neighbors, the kind of spot that felt private and a little isolated. Victor had been Dad's closest friend for as long as I could remember, always showing up at family events with that steady presence, but lately, at twenty-three, I noticed things about him that made my skin tingle, his broad shoulders, the way his voice carried authority without raising it."Yeah, Mom, I'm here now. I'll grab them and head back," I replied, trying to sound casual, but my stomach twisted with a mix of nerves and something else I c