All Chapters of Forbidden Sinful Desires: A Steamy Spicy Erotica Collection : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“You like that, don’t you?” I murmured, grinding my ass slow and nasty on his fat, swollen cock. I twisted just enough to catch his eyes in the mirror, daring him.“I do, bitch. I really do.” He snapped his hips forward. His cock smacked against my ass cheek with a wet thud.“Argh!” I moaned, the sting shooting straight to my clit. “That feels so good,” I gasped , biting my lower lip. My eyes rolled back.“Let’s just have a quickie. The boys will be in the dorm any minute ,” he growled.“Then ram that thick old cock in my dripping cunt now,” I hissed, voice cracking with need.“Are you on birth control or something?” he shot back .“No. That’s crap. Who needs that? We’re in a new century.” I snapped.“Just shove your cock in my pussy already!” I practically yelled.“Okay, fine… a condom?” he said.I rolled my eyes. “Liam, be for real. Do they use that shit in the Big 25? It’s outdated. It’s for grannies, Fuck that noise. Shove it in raw.” I snarled.”“Okay, if you insist. But you’ll b

“No one to bail your ass out? Huh. Then fuck me… so you can be free.”“Cut, cut, cut,” the director said. “You need to stay more focused. You’re stroking your cock too early,” he added.“Well, I’m Tilda Falls. It’s Halloween, and we’re shooting a cosplay porn show. You must be wondering, is she a pornstar? Yes, definitely. I am. Popularly known on Pornhub. I’d be playing the role of a cop—the sexy cop, most definitely—and here, Norman is the criminal, wearing the prisoner fit.”“1, 2, 3, shoot,” the director called.“Hey yo, it’s visiting day. Got anyone to call, to come visit?” I asked, peeping through the prison door.He exhaled. “No, I don’t have a family. My mom’s dead. My father is currently in a coma. I’m the only child. My girlfriend broke up with me,” Norman said, his voice low.“Oh, that’s sad. The weather is a bit cold. Want something to warm you up?” I said, biting my lower lips. “Today is a special day, you know. All the officers are unavailable. I’m left here… just becaus

“This is going to be a blast. Really can’t wait!” I chirped, forcing enthusiasm into my voice as the car hummed along the highway. The summer sun filtered through the tinted windows, but I kept my eyes on my phone, scrolling through nothing just to avoid the chaos behind me. “Hurray, hurray, yacht we come! Hurray, hurray, yacht we come!” My siblings belted out from the back seat, their off-key harmony grating like nails on a chalkboard. Karen, the ringleader at fourteen, was leading the charge, her voice cracking with that pre-teen bravado. The twins, Mia and Leo, eight-year-old terrors, clapped along. “Can you… please shut the fuck up?” I snapped, twisting in my seat to glare at them. “This is a fucking car ride. You’ve been making noise since we left the driveway.” Karen’s eyes widened for a split second, but she recovered fast, jutting her chin up stubbornly. “Dad! Yell at Karen! She’s the leader of whatever bullshit song they’re singing.” Mom exhaled slowly, her fingers

“Holy shit,” I whispered, my mouth watering. “It’s bigger than I dreamed. Look at those veins… fuck, I want it in my throat.” I wrapped my small hands around the base—barely able to circle it—and leaned in, my tongue flicking out to lap at the slit. Salty pre-cum exploded on my taste buds, making me moan. “Mmm, tastes so good, Daddy. Your big black cock is leaking for me.” Zion angled his fingers in my hair, pulling hard enough to make my scalp sting. “That’s right, white slut. Worship this BBC like the BBC addict you are. Open wide.” He didn’t give me time to adjust; he thrust forward, the fat head popping past my lips, stretching my jaw wide. I gagged instantly, tears pricking my eyes as half his length invaded her mouth, bulging my cheeks. I hollowed them, sucking greedily, my tongue swirling around the underside while my hands stroked what I couldn’t swallow. Gluck-gluck-gluck—the wet, obscene sounds filled the room as he face-fucked me, his hips snapping aggressively. “Take it

“Harder—oh God, yes, harder!” I screamed, the words ripping from my throat as Jamiu’s finger slammed in and out of my dripping cunt. The garden grass was cool beneath my back, prickling my skin. My legs flung wide, pussy pink and open for him. He pumped faster, knuckles brushing my fat clit—swollen, throbbing like a mini cock begging for pain. Jamiu’s eyes—dark, hungry—locked on mine. He yanked his finger free, wet sound, and I whimpered at the emptiness. Then he plucked a long, dewy grass from the lawn, he trailed it up my inner thigh, slowly, teasing, until the sharp tip brushed the swollen lips of my pussy. I jerked, hips bucking, whining. “Stop teasing—fuck me!” I yelled. He smirked, tossed it away, and gripped his cock— thick, veiny, red. He rammed inside in one brutal thrust. My walls clamped down, stretching me so wide I saw stars. “Fuck!” I screamed, nails digging into his biceps. He didn’t wait; he started pounding, hips buckling forward with savage force, balls slappi