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The stranger who ruined me is my brother’s best friend 3

Tima’s POVMy mother’s voice ripped through my sleep like a whip.“Tima! Wake up!”I groaned, burying my face into the pillow. For once—just once—I’d been dreaming of something warm. Something familiar. Something that made my chest ache in that bittersweet way it had for the past three months.The curtains flew open.Light flooded my room, blinding and merciless.“Oh, for heaven’s sake,” my mother sighed. “Must you always sleep like you’re escaping the world?”I hissed, rolling onto my back and shielding my eyes. “It’s too early.”“It is not early,” she snapped, already moving around my room. “Today is your father’s birthday. Fifty years old, Tima. This house should already be buzzing.”I sat up slowly, my head throbbing.“You’ve been moody for months,” she added, softer now, studying me. “Withdrawn. Quiet. I don’t know what’s gotten into you.”If only you knew.“Get up,” she said briskly. “We have a thousand things to prepare.”She left before I could respond.I dragged myself into t

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Jack’s PovThe night refused to end.Sleep never came—only the echo of her breath, the memory of how easily she had melted beneath my touch, how hard it had been to walk away when everything in me demanded I stay. Leaving her unfinished had felt like tearing something out of my own chest.We were under the same roof, separated by walls that felt far too thin. Every sound, every imagined step in the hallway made my pulse spike. I waited. I told myself she would come—fear trembling in her, yes—but curiosity stronger. Want stronger.She didn’t.Morning came with frustration clawing at my skin.I was in the shower when the knock came—sharp, hesitant. I shut off the water, grabbed a towel, tied it low around my waist, and crossed the room still damp, still tense.When I opened the door, she stood there.Fatima.Sunlight framed her like a confession. A yellow dress, light and soft, brushing just above her knees. Her hair was pulled back neatly, exposing her throat, her face calm in a way

Fucking the playboy neighbor

⸻The Neighbor Behind the WallLeslie’s POV“Ahhh oh my god! Yes fuck me please don't stop!”It had started again.The wall between us was thin—criminally thin—and no matter how many times I told myself I was used to it, my fingers still froze over my keyboard.He didn’t shout. He never did.It was the women. Soft at first. Then louder. Breathless. Broken in a way that made my stomach twist and my thighs press together despite myself.I shut my laptop with a groan and leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling.Mr. Rock.That was what people called him. I’d heard it in passing—voices in the hallway, a laugh from the stairwell. I didn’t know his first name. I didn’t know what he did. I only knew he came home late, left early, and brought women with voices that didn’t carry shame.I told myself it annoyed me.That it ruined my focus. That it made sleep impossible. But the truth was uglier.I lived alone. I worked from home and I hadn’t been touched in… too long. And hearing him—he

Fucking the playboy neighbor 2

“Fuck… you’re so big…” I groaned as I struggled to cover his length.“Take your time… this cock ain’t going nowhere.” He laid back with his hands behind his head. In his eyes was approval—permission to take control and do whatever I yearned for. He was giving up control, and that was sexy as fuck.“Hmmmm… oh my God…”“Shit… so tight.”We both groaned as I finally swallowed him to the hilt. For almost a minute, I stilled, adjusting to his huge size—and he let me.Then I twirled my waist slowly, his tip brushing that perfect angle beneath my stomach. I moaned without holding back.He felt so good inside me, nothing like I’d ever had. For minutes I twined on him, every fucking inch buried deep, until the pressure increased and I began to bounce slowly on him.“That’s it…” he praised, eyes watching me with intent.I was naked now, my breasts bouncing with every move I made.He bit and licked his lips seductively, his eyes undoing me in the dirtiest ways.“Ohhh—ahhhh—fuck!”“It feels so fu

Gray’s Obsession: Pounded by the Ex’s Father

BettyComing back to the city after eight years felt like stepping into a memory that had never really faded—only waited.Every street looked smaller than I remembered. Less intimidating. Or maybe I had simply grown into myself.Sean had been my first real love. My college boyfriend. Ten years ago, when life was cheap and dreams were loud, we’d thought we were forever. We were sweet in that naïve, hopeful way—late-night talks, shared plans, promises we didn’t yet know how to keep.When I left the city to build my business, we didn’t break dramatically. We just… let go.Now he was married. A father. Hosting a tenth anniversary celebration and inviting me like the past hadn’t once lived in his arms.I told myself I was fine with that.His family home loomed ahead—unchanged, elegant, familiar. This was where I’d spent holidays once. Where laughter had felt easy. Where his father had always watched us with a sharpness that made me straighten my back without knowing why.Gray.Sean’s fathe

Gray’s Obsession: Pounded by the Ex’s Father 2

Maybe my sins were catching up with me, because how well do I explain what happened earlier? Gray had always watched me with an intent look, even years back when Sean and I were still together, but I read no meaning to it. Ten years later, and he just finger-fucked me to an intense orgasm—actually, the best I’ve had—right under his roof. As said by him, Sean and his wife indeed implored that I stayed over for the night. A flash of satisfaction crossed his face when I said yes. Presently, I stood in the room arranged for me. My reflection stared back at me—only a few hours in this old city, and I was already pale as fuck, thanks to an old, possessive man. “Glad to know you adhere to orders,” his sharp voice rang out. I gasped in shock. He stood by the door, hands in his pockets. He looked like he’d just taken a fresh bath, formal clothes gone and forgotten. He wore simple sweatpants. Fuck, he was beautiful. “How disappointed your son will be when he learns of your treach

The Nun who got brutally fucked

Clara’s povThe garden was quiet in the way only holy places ever were at night.Still. Watchful. Almost breathing.I had learned to love that quiet in the two years I’d lived within these walls—long enough for my body to forget the city, long enough for my heart to believe it had chosen peace over longing. The children were asleep, tucked into their small beds with whispered prayers and soft sighs. Sister Agnes had retired hours ago, her light already out.It was my turn to watch over the orphanage.I stepped outside with my book tucked under my arm, the cool night air brushing my skin through the thin fabric of my habit. The garden lanterns cast pale halos on the gravel path, and I settled onto the stone bench beneath the old fig tree, letting myself breathe.That was when I heard it.A sharp scrape. A grunt—painful, restrained.My head snapped up.The fence at the far end of the compound trembled, then stilled. For a heartbeat, nothing happened. I told myself it was a cat. Or the

The Nun who got brutally fucked 2

Clara’s POVThe whole time, my mind wandered to the strange man. He looked too young to be involved in such a mess, whatever it was he had escaped from.The scary part was how my body reacted to him—the things he said, and how he spoke, like he could see the darkness in me.For years, I’ve tried to deny it, but I know it’s there, brewing inside me, waiting to be unleashed. Perhaps I couldn’t win the fight.I had to lie about a headache just so I could get back to my room. Sister Agnes immediately agreed, so I left. I needed to be alone.But to my surprise, the stranger was still there.Stretched out on my bed, entirely naked, his fingers wrapped around his hard cock as he stroked himself at a delicious pace.My breath caught. Words failed to leave my lips. My entire body froze at the sight.Lazily, his eyes opened and met mine, then his lips tugged into a half-smile.Footsteps pulled me back to reality and I immediately locked the door in fear. If someone else came in and saw him… I’d

Saved and fucked by the werewolf Father & son

Naomi’s POVTwo months ago, I signed the papers that officially ended my marriage.No tears. No screaming. Just my name written neatly at the bottom of a document that erased seven years of my life.Everyone kept telling me I was strong.What they didn’t know was that I felt hollow.That was why I was driving out of the city at nearly ten p.m., my trunk packed hastily, my mind heavier than my luggage. I’d booked a small countryside lodge online—three days of silence, trees, and distance from everything that reminded me of who I used to be.The highway stretched endlessly ahead, dark and almost deserted. The radio played softly, something nostalgic, something that made my chest ache.Then the car sputtered.Once.Twice.“No—please,” I whispered, gripping the steering wheel as the engine died completely.I managed to pull over just before it went silent.The night swallowed me whole when I stepped out. The air was colder here, thicker. No streetlights. No buildings. Just trees lining th

Saved and fucked by the werewolf Father and son

“You’re so pretty…” Eli teased as his fingers grazed her skin. Gerald was behind her, his raging hard-on poking her ass.“And you smell so fucking nice.” The father kissed her neck. She gasped, unable to suppress the sounds that escaped her.Eli held her head and kissed her slowly, sucking and biting her lips. He kissed her with a tenderness that amazed her, like she was somehow special.“Do you want this?”“Say you want this.”Gerald spoke as he grabbed her breasts, a palm to each, cupping and squeezing them. She bit her moans back.“We need your consent, Naomi…” Eli murmured against her lips, his fingers trailing up her thigh. She shivered.“Please… I want this.” Her voice broke. The words stumbled out as she could no longer deny her body. Her nipples and clit stiffened hard as rock.Both men growled.Eli kissed her skin down to her navel. She moaned softly, and when he dipped his head between her legs, kissing her skin, she shivered.“Such a beautiful pussy, Naomi,” he chuckled, lo

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