Lahat ng Kabanata ng RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}: Kabanata 221 - Kabanata 230

“Why?” I asked. “Why does he… why do you let him?”Alexander leaned back against the headboard, arms resting on his knees. For the first time since I’d met him, he looked younger. Almost vulnerable.“It started when I was nineteen. First serious girlfriend….someone I thought I could build something real with. My dad sat me down one night and explained how things work in this family. He said if a woman can’t handle both of us, if she can’t accept being shared by the men who run this house….she’ll never survive the rest of it. The business, the secrets, the expectations. She’ll crack. Or worse…..she’ll betray us.”He paused, voice dropping. “He made me watch the first time. Not participate, just watch. To understand what it meant. After that… I stopped fighting it. Because the alternative was being alone or worse, being cut off.”I swallowed hard. “And you never thought to tell me? Before you brought me here? Before you asked me to be your girlfriend?”“I was going to,” he said. “I swea

The room was thick with the smell of sex and sweat, the sheets twisted and damp beneath us. Liam lay on his back in the center of the king bed, cock still slick from earlier, thick and flushed as he gripped my hips and pulled me down onto him. I sank slowly, inch by inch, until he was buried to the hilt in my pussy, stretching me wide. A low groan rumbled from his chest.“Fuck, she’s dripping,” he said, voice rough.Daniel was behind me. I felt the cool drizzle of lube he’d grabbed from the nightstand trickle down the cleft of my ass. His fingers….two at first circled my tight ring, pressing, teasing, then pushing inside with a wet, obscene sound. I gasped, clenching around the intrusion, but he didn’t stop. He worked me open methodically, scissoring, twisting, adding a third finger until my ass was fluttering and slick, ready.“You’re going to take us both,” Daniel murmured against my ear, his free hand sliding up to squeeze my left breast hard, his fingers digging deep into the soft

Iris The bass was already pounding through my chest before I even stepped inside the club. It was one of those nights where the air felt thick with possibility, the heat was clinging to my skin even before the doors swallowed me whole. I’d left the apartment around 10, telling myself I just needed a drink, some noise, anything to shake off the week. But the truth was simpler…I was restless, aching. The kind of horny that starts low in your belly and doesn’t let go. By the time I paid the cover and pushed through the crowd, my skin was already buzzing. The place was packed…bodies grinding, strobe lights slicing through smoke, the smell of sweat and spilled rum and expensive perfume all mixing together. I made it straight for the bar, ordered two shots of tequila back-to-back, then a third because why the hell not. The first one burned clean down my throat, the second made everything softer at the edges, the third turned the whole room into liquid heat. I danced alone at first, then w

Hazel I noticed an envelope the second I stepped into my apartment, sitting neatly on the glass table by the door like it had been waiting for me. I froze, my fingers still wrapped around my keys, my mind started racing through possibilities that didn’t make sense.I was sure I locked the door when I left. I stepped closer slowly. A chill slipped down my spine, but under the fear I was curious.“Okay… that’s weird,” I whispered, my voice sounding smaller than I expected.I picked it up.My name was written across the front in elegant silver ink. No address, no stamp, no explanation. Just my name.My pulse raced.For a second, I considered dropping it and walking away, like somehow not touching it would undo whatever this was but I didn’t. I slid a finger under the seal and opened it.Inside was a single card. No greeting, no signature.Just a time, a location and one line.“A night where every fantasy is welcome.”I stared at the words, reading them again… and again.A laugh escape

Then I felt the blunt pressure against my already-used asshole…still slick, still loose from the last load and then he drove in. One savage, balls-deep thrust. No mercy. My asshole stretched around him in a burning ring….I screamed around the cocks choking my throat, the sound turning into wet, gargled sobs. He started pounding….short, brutal strokes that slapped his pelvis against my ass cheeks with wet smacks. Every plunge bottomed out, his cockhead battering deep inside me, stretching me wider, making my guts churn. Cum from the previous man leaked out around his shaft with every withdrawal, running down to mix with the mess pooling under me.The man holding my legs tightens his grip, keeping me folded, keeping me pinned, keeping me open for everything. My own knees framed my face now, a perfect angle for the two cocks destroying my throat. They pull out for half a second….long enough for me to suck in a desperate, ragged breath, then slammed back in deeper, fucking my face in perf