All Chapters of LUSTRONOMICA: WILD CRAVINGS [FILTHY EROTICA COLLECTION]: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

JESSIE POVAnd that’s how the rest of the term went.Not just Kira. The whole fucking cheer squad.It started small. Kira couldn’t keep her mouth shut about how good it felt, how she’d never come so hard in her life. She whispered it to the others during practice, late-night sleepovers, group chats. They laughed at first, calling her crazy. Then they got curious.And also the book helped too, since I added that I wanted them to, wanted them addicted, craving, unable to resist. One line in the black leather pages, written late at night while my new cock throbbed under the covers: I want the entire cheer squad to become my sexual slaves, obsessed with my cock, desperate for my degradation and my cum.The next day they started showing up, eyes glassy, thighs clenched, begging without even knowing why.I didn’t make it easy. I made them earn it.Mia was first, the tiny blonde flyer with the perky tits and dancer’s legs. She knocked on the locker room door after everyone left, voice

RYAN POVBreakfast was hell.I could barely sit still. Every shift on the chair sent a dull throb st the back of my throat, reminder of last night, of Kiera’s thick cock stretching my throat until I gagged and cried, of the taste of her cum still lingering on my tongue no matter how many times I brushed my teeth. I kept my eyes glued to my plate, pushing scrambled eggs around like they’d personally offended me.Kiera sat across from me, calm as anything, sipping orange juice, legs crossed under the table. I could feel her stare, hot, heavy, and amused like she was remembering every second of me on my knees, lips stretched around her, moaning like a bitch in heat. I refused to look up. If I did, I’d see that smirk. I’d see her knowing exactly what she’d done to me. And worse, I’d feel my dick twitch again.Mom and Jordan were oblivious, as usual. Mom was chattering about some weekend spa trip she and Jordan were taking…“just the two of us, finally some alone time” and Jordan was noddin

Ryan POVShe stayed buried inside me for what felt like forever, cock still thick and rigid, pulsing lazily with aftershocks, keeping every drop of her load sealed deep. My ass clenched around her involuntarily; each flutter pushed a little more cum past her shaft, warm and sticky, trickling down my crack and pooling under my tailbone on the dining table.I was wrecked, my chest heaving, legs dangling limp off the edge. My face wet with my own tears, her spit, and the faint salt of her earlier release still clinging to my lips. My own dick lay soft and spent against my stomach, smeared with my cum from the untouched orgasm she’d forced out of me.Kiera finally eased back, torturously slow, letting me feel the obscene drag of her girth as she withdrew inch by inch. When the head popped free there was a wet, sucking sound, followed by a thick gush of her spend spilling out of my gaping hole. It ran in creamy rivers down my thighs, dripping onto the floor in heavy patters.She watched

Damon’s POVShe looked so fucking beautiful when her face came into view as she opened the door. We leaned in for the usual hug, friendly, familiar and her heavy, full breasts pressed against my chest. I had to fight every instinct not to bury my face in the crook of her neck and inhale. She smelled like vanilla, warm skin, and something sweet and feminine that hit me low in the gut. Her body felt so good, soft curves against my hard frame that I had to mentally recite the most disgusting shit I could think of just to keep my cock from swelling right there on her doorstep.It had a mind of its own whenever Phoebe was near.I forced a casual smile as we pulled apart. “Hey. Lights still acting up?”“Yeah,” she said, voice a little breathy. “Thanks for coming.”I stepped inside. The door clicked shut behind me.She led me to the living room, hips swaying under that thin sundress. Long black hair cascaded down her back, brushing the top of her pert, full ass with every step. I could sti

And that was how those two weeks without Jeremy unfolded: Phoebe being fucked by his best friend in every inch of the house.In their matrimonial bedroom, what did it matter anymore? The room had never been used to its full potential anyway. Now it was being used very well. Damon would pin her to the mattress she shared with her husband, spread her thighs wide, and drive into her with long, punishing strokes until the headboard rattled against the wall and she came screaming his name. He’d flip her onto her stomach, yank her hips up, and take her from behind while whispering filthy nothings against her ear, how he was going to ruin her for Jeremy forever, how her pussy was his now, how he’d keep filling her until she forgot what emptiness felt like.They fucked in the kitchen.He’d lift her onto the counter, shove her dress up, and eat her pussy like a starving man, tongue lashing her clit, fingers curling inside her until she squirted across the marble. Then he’d flip her over, ben