All Chapters of PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

'Both of you? For me?' Serena asked with wide eyes, her voice breathy.Joe nodded and pushed her gently onto the bed. She lay back, her legs spreading a bit.Jake climbed between her thighs, his hands on her hips.Joe and Jake had always been close. They were identical twins, both tall with messy brown hair and bright blue eyes. They shared everything, from clothes to secrets. And now, they shared their biggest crush: Serena. She was the girl from their college class, with long dark hair, full lips, and curves that made their hearts race.Serena had noticed the twins staring at her during lectures, and one day after class, she smiled at them and said, 'You two are always together. Want to hang out?'That was all it took. They invited her to their apartment, and things heated up fast.Jake hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down, exposing her shaved pussy. It was pink and glistening.He leaned down and pressed his mouth to it. His tongue licked her folds slowly, tasting

I’ve always been crazy about books. Ever since I was a kid, I’d spend hours in the library, running my fingers over the covers, breathing in that old paper smell. It’s like the stories were part of me. My name is Eliza, and I run this small library in a quiet town. No one comes here much, which is fine by me. It gives me time to be alone with my books. But my love for them has turned into something more. I have this secret fetish. I dream about the characters jumping out of the pages and touching me, holding me, doing things to me that make my body heat up. It’s embarrassing to admit, but just thinking about it gets me excited. My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I can’t ignore.One gray afternoon, it was pouring rain outside. The library was dead empty. No one to bother me. I locked the front door early and turned the sign to closed. My hands were sweaty as I picked out my four favorite books from the back shelf. There was the pirate story with Captain Thorn

I walked into the holding cell, and the heavy door slammed shut with a loud bang that echoed off the cold walls. The place smelled bad, like old sweat and metal that hadn't been cleaned in forever. There he was, the suspect, sitting on that hard metal bench, his wrists chained to the wall with those shiny handcuffs. His name was Blade, a tough-looking guy with a messy beard, tattoos crawling up his arms from under his dirty shirt, and eyes that stared at me like he owned the place.I was Detective Sarah Mills, and I'd been chasing this case for what felt like months. He was the one they said robbed the big bank in the middle of town, and I needed him to spill everything. The normal questions in the interview room hadn't gotten me anywhere, so I figured it was time to try something new, something that would really break him down.I turned the key in the lock, making sure no one could walk in on us. My heart was beating a little faster than usual, but I kept my face calm.'You know why I

Kinks: anal sex, rough, dominant, taboo, incestThe door to Sarah's bedroom creaked open just a little bit, enough for me to peek my head inside. I had heard some soft, muffled whimpers coming from down the hall, and I couldn't resist the urge to investigate. That's when I saw her - my 18-year-old stepdaughter Sarah, sprawled out on her pink bed sheets.Her curvy body was arched and twitching in the dim afternoon light filtering through the curtains. She was a sight to behold, with her brunette hair tangled around her flushed face, and her full, perky breasts heaving up and down with each breath she took.I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw what she was doing. There she was, with her hand buried deep between her soft, trembling thighs. Her fingers were moving fast and slick over her wet pussy, dipping in and out with desperate little thrusts. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, and her panties were shoved aside to give her easy access. The air in the room was filled with the s

Kinks: gay sex, rough, anal, incest, dominant, oral sexThe room was dimly lit, with only a single lamp in the corner casting soft shadows across the old, worn couch and the cluttered coffee table strewn with empty beer bottles. My heart pounded in my chest as I crept inside, the door shutting behind me with a quiet click. It was late, far past the time when everyone else had gone to bed, but I couldn't resist coming here.Uncle Liam was sitting there, sprawled out in the armchair like he owned the place, his muscular body filling the space. He was all tough edges—broad shoulders, thick arms, and those rough, calloused hands that made my stomach churn with nervousness and something hotter. I'd noticed him checking me out during family dinners, his eyes lingering on my slim figure for just a moment too long, and tonight, I wanted to find out what that meant. The air was heavy with the scent of his cologne mixed with sweat, thick and masculine, drawing me closer even as fear prickled un