Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

The ballroom throbbed with Christmas music, flashing lights, and the wild energy of an office party that had completely lost its filter. Lawyers and staff drank heavily, danced dirty, and cheered every time someone got bold under the mistletoe. Susan stood at the crowded bar in her tiny red dress, the hem barely covering the bottom of her ass and her tits nearly spilling out of the low neckline. She had come here tonight to be a slut, and she was already living it.Mark from corporate pressed up behind her at the bar, his hard cock grinding against her ass through his pants. "Look at you, Susan. Dressing like the firm’s personal cumdump for Christmas. No panties again?" His hand slid straight under her dress and cupped her bare, already wet pussy. "Fuck, you’re soaked. Been thinking about getting passed around all night, haven’t you?"Susan pushed back against his fingers and moaned softly. "Maybe I have. Finger my slutty pussy right here, Mark. Let everyone see what a whore I am tonig

The taxi wheels ground over the gravel driveway, flinging tiny stones against the undercarriage as the villa came into view. I stepped out, the humid evening air wrapping around my bare legs like a slow caress. Three years of stolen glances and bitten-back thoughts rushed through me the moment the front door opened.Inside, marble cooled my sandals. Floor-to-ceiling glass framed the darkening ocean, waves rolling in with a low, rhythmic hush. The housekeeper murmured a welcome, but my attention had already drifted toward the wide living room.Lola huddled on the sectional, knees drawn up, a thin blanket twisted around her shoulders. Her eyes were rimmed red, cheeks shiny with tear tracks. She looked up as I crossed the room and folded her into my arms. Her shoulders shook against me while she whispered the story—her mother’s affair, the slammed doors, the suitcase wheels rolling across the foyer this morning. Divorce.I rubbed slow circles on her back, murmuring soft sounds of comfort

Water continued pouring over our joined bodies. Holland stayed buried deep inside me without moving. The thick stretch of his cock filled me completely and left me breathless against the tiled wall. I stayed locked around his waist with my legs while my body adjusted to the intense pressure. Every small shift made him throb inside me and sent sparks through my core.He held me steady with his strong hands under my thighs. His chest pressed firmly against my breasts as we both breathed through the overwhelming sensation. For several long minutes we simply stayed connected. The shower kept running and created a constant warm cascade over our skin. I squeezed around him deliberately and felt his body tense in response. I rocked my hips in a slow circle once and drew a deep groan from his throat.Holland finally started to move. He pulled back halfway before sliding back in with powerful control. Each thrust went deep and steady. Pleasure radiated from my center with every motion. I dug m

I woke up sore and marked all over my body. The red stripes from Holland's belt still burned across my ass and thighs. My nipples ached from the pinching and my pussy felt tender yet empty. The sky outside was just starting to lighten but I did not care about sleep. I wanted more of what he gave me last night. The pain had unlocked something filthy inside me and I needed him to push me further.Holland stood by the window completely naked. His back muscles flexed as he stared at the ocean. His cock hung heavy between his legs already half hard. I crawled across the bed and knelt behind him. Without saying anything I reached around and stroked his shaft from behind. He grew rock hard in my hand within seconds."Greedy little slut," he said turning around. "You still want more after I whipped you and choked you?""Yes," I answered looking up at him. "Use me again. Hurt me if you need to. I can take it."He grabbed my hair and pulled me to my feet. His mouth crashed against mine in a rou

The gravel parking lot at the remote trailhead crunched under their boots as the group unloaded the black SUV. Towering pines surrounded them, their scent thick and resinous in the warm late-spring air. Sunlight dappled through the canopy, casting shifting patterns on the forest floor. Mia’s legs felt unsteady after the long drive, her body still thrumming with unmet need. Hours of being fingered and edged by Ryan and Tyler had left her pussy swollen, hypersensitive, and leaking. Her soaked panties clung to her folds, and every shift of her thighs sent little sparks of frustration through her core. The crotch of her tight khaki hiking shorts had a faint dark patch that she hoped no one would notice.Jake, tall and authoritative at twenty-five, hoisted the largest backpack onto his broad shoulders, the straps pulling his t-shirt tight across his muscled chest. “Alright, the campsite is about two hours up. It’s a solid climb with some switchbacks. Dylan and I will push ahead to set up t