All Chapters of RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The next morning I woke up before the alarm on my phone even had a chance to buzz. Sunlight sliced through the thin curtains of the guest room, warm and golden, like nothing had changed. But everything had. My body remembered first…every muscle was sore in places I didn’t know could ache, a dull throb between my legs that flared every time I shifted. The grey T-shirt he’d given me still clung to my skin, carrying the faint scent of his soap and something darker, more intimate. I pressed my thighs together and bit my lip against the fresh pulse of heat it sent through me. I couldn’t stay in bed. Couldn’t risk Daniel coming to wake me and finding me flushed and guilty. So I dragged myself up, brushed my teeth, splashed cold water on my face until the redness faded from my cheeks, and pulled on a simple sundress, it was loose and innocent, nothing like the girl who’d spread her legs for her boyfriend’s father last night. By the time I walked into the kitchen, I had my normal smile p

And in my head the room was lit by a single bedside lamp.The man above me was broader, stronger and older.His thrusts were deeper, punishing, possessive, making my teeth rattle.His hand was over my mouth again, muffling every cry so the house wouldn’t wake.His voice was gravel in my ear: *“Quiet, baby girl… take Daddy’s cock just like that… so fucking greedy for it…”*Daniel sped up, breath hitching. “Fuck, Lizzy… I’m gonna….”I clenched around him hard, chasing my own release through the fantasy overlay.He came with a shuddering groan, burying his face in my neck.I followed seconds later.Nails digging into his back while my mind screamed a different name.After, Daniel rolled off, kissed my forehead, mumbled “Love you” and was asleep in minutes….soft snores filling the quiet.I lay there, heart still hammering, skin slick with sweat that wasn’t all from him.The clock on the nightstand glowed 11:47 p.m.I waited and listened. The house settled…..creaks and sighs of old wood co

I closed my eyes, letting the warmth of him lull me for now. But the storm inside didn't quiet. It churned, dark and relentless, pulling me under.How long could I keep this up before it broke me? Before it broke us all?I didn't know.And that terrified me most of all.The guilt didn’t vanish when morning came. It just changed shape….sharper, quieter, lodged somewhere between my ribs like a splinter I couldn’t dig out.I woke up alone in the guest bed. The clock said 6:42 a.m. Daniel was still asleep beside me, one arm flung across my waist, mouth slightly open, soft snores rumbling every few breaths. The same position we’d fallen asleep in after he’d made love to me…gentle, careful, whispering “I love you” like it was a promise he’d never break.I stared at the ceiling fan spinning slow circles and felt Mr. Smith everywhere.Inside me still. A dull, delicious soreness that flared every time I shifted. The ghost of his hands on my hips, his mouth on my neck, his voice calling me *goo

“Please, fuck me! Stretch my pussy with your big dick!” I cried, pushing back, ass wiggling invitingly. He didn't make me wait….his sweatpants dropped, and the head of his cock nudged my entrance, thick and blunt. One brutal thrust, and he buried himself balls-deep, splitting me open. I screamed, the fullness was overwhelming, his girth rubbing every inch of my walls.He started pounding into me relentlessly, hips snapping forward, balls slapping my clit with each drive. “Tight little slut,” he growled, fisting my hair to arch my back. His free hand reached around, pinching my nipple hard while he fucked me raw. Sweat slicked our skin, the kitchen echoing with the wet smack of flesh on flesh, my juices coating his shaft.I came first, shattering around him, pussy clenching his cock as ecstasy ripped through me. “Daddy! Yes!” He kept slamming deeper, chasing his own release. With a guttural roar, he flooded me….hot spurts of cum painting my insides, leaking out around his cock as he k

I laughed again, head tipping back against his shoulder, pretending it was casual fun while imagining Bruce's cock instead…thick, stretching me wider. “Yeah, like that,” I murmured, though he couldn't hear over the roar. My ass rocked harder against him, feeling his hardness press insistent through his pants. He squeezed my breast again, twisting the nipple roughly, while his fingers slammed deeper, hitting that spot that made my knees buckle.Juices coated his hand, dripping down my thighs as I danced on, wild and free, the party's chaos fueling my highness. Mia caught my eye across the floor, winking like she knew exactly what was up, and I just grinned wider, lost in the filthy fantasy of it all.His fingers kept working my nipples, twisting them sharper, the sting pulling a whimper from my throat amid the pounding rhythm of the music. The guy's breath was hot against my ear, he leaned in close, voice low and gravelly. “Come on, babe, let's grab a room. I wanna fuck you right, spr