Semua Bab PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE: Bab 51 - Bab 60

KINKS: step family, masturbationI couldn't believe my eyes when I pushed open the door to the laundry room. There he was, my stepson, Jake, sitting on the edge of the washing machine with his pants around his ankles. His hand was wrapped tight around his thick cock, stroking it up and down in quick, desperate pulls. His eyes were glued to the pile of my lace lingerie I'd just tossed in the basket—my black thong, the sheer bra with the push-up cups, all tangled together. The air smelled like his sweat and the faint floral of my perfume clinging to the fabric. My heart raced, a forbidden heat pooling between my legs. I'd always noticed how he looked at me, those stolen glances when I walked around in my tight yoga pants or low-cut tops. But this? This was raw, real. And it made my pussy throb with need.Jake froze when he saw me, his face flushing red, but he didn't let go of his dick. It stood rigid, veins pulsing, the tip slick with pre-cum.'Mom—uh, I mean, Sarah,' he stammered, his

I pulled back with a slurping sound, strings of saliva connecting my lips to his shiny shaft, then dove down again, taking him fully. The emotional layer hit me as I sucked— this was us, stepfamily crossing lines we'd both fantasized about. I'd caught him masturbating publicly in our own house, stroking to my lingerie like a dirty secret, and now here I was, on my knees for him. It made my pussy ache anew, juices trickling down my thigh. I hummed around his cock, the vibration making him buck, and trailed my free hand lower, toes flexing as I shifted my weight. On impulse, I pressed my foot against his calf, rubbing the arch along his skin, feeling the muscle tense under my sole. He glanced down, eyes darkening, and a low moan escaped— he liked it, that subtle tease, adding to the mix of sensations.Releasing his cock with a pop, I kissed down the length, lips soft and wet, tracing the vein that pulsed so desperately. My tongue flicked out at the base, then lower, to his balls. I nuzz

The freshman was last in the oral lineup, barely 18 but hung like a stallion—his large cock heavy and uncut, swinging low before Jason's face. Nervous energy crackled off him, but he followed the others' lead, threading his fingers through Jason's sweat-damp hair and pushing in slow at first, then faster as Jason's heat enveloped him.'Oh shit, that's good,' the freshman moaned, voice cracking with excitement, his thick shaft stretching Jason's lips wide as he humped forward, spilling hot pre-cum that Jason swallowed reflexively, the taste bitter and fresh.The room filled with grunts and heavy breathing, the wet slurp of Jason's mouth working each cock, the occasional slap of flesh against flesh or a degrading chuckle from the sidelines. Emotions churned inside Jason—shame at his own eagerness, the way his tongue flicked out instinctively to lap at ridges and tips; a desperate need to please them all, to atone through this degradation; the raw vulnerability of being passed around lik

Kinks: possession, doll fetish, rough sexLila lay in her bed, the soft glow of her nightlight casting shadows across the room filled with her collection of dolls. At eighteen, she still clung to these childish comforts, especially on nights when her mind wandered to the forbidden stories she read in secret—tales of dark magic and hidden desires that made her cheeks flush. Her bedroom was a sanctuary of pastel walls and stuffed animals, but tonight, an unease prickled her skin. She shifted under the thin sheet, her soft pale body clad only in a loose tank top and panties, the summer heat making sleep elusive. Her wide eyes stared at the ceiling, curious thoughts swirling about the porcelain doll she'd placed on her dresser earlier that day. It was new, a delicate thing with glassy eyes and a frilly dress, bought from that odd antique shop. She hadn't noticed how its stare seemed to follow her.A sudden flicker caught her attention. The doll's eyes glowed a deep, unnatural red, like em

Kinks: voyeurism, discreet sex, handjob, pussy playThe subway car rattled through the underground tunnels, packed tight with rush-hour commuters. Bodies pressed against each other in the humid air, the scent of sweat and cheap perfume hanging heavy. Maya gripped the overhead rail, her short skirt brushing against her smooth thighs. She loved these moments—the thrill of being surrounded by strangers, her heart pounding not just from the crowd but from the secret cravings she harbored.She wore no panties today, just the thin fabric of her skirt hiding her bare pussy, already tingling with anticipation. The train jolted, and she felt someone shift closer behind her, a solid chest pressing into her back. She didn't turn, but her pulse quickened. Was this it? The risky spark she'd been chasing?His breath was warm on her neck, steady and controlled. Maya glanced sideways, catching a glimpse of dark hair and a sharp jawline in the reflection of the window. Early 30s, maybe, dressed in a p