All Chapters of A CULT BUILT ON SIN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

I’d been taking care of Amanda since she lost her parents in a plane crash. Her father - my best friend, had left her with the heavy responsibility of the company and life far too huge for someone that young to handle. He spent every breath of his making me promise to look after her if anything ever happened. I doubt he imagined the same death will take his wife along.I looked at Amanda who sat on the passenger’s seat, sleeping peacefully. Her head tilted against the window. Amanda had just turned nineteen. That little girl that couldn't get her hair in a bun without my clumsy help had become this brilliant, confident and heartbreakingly beautiful.She'll be leaving for college and picked a school close to home, insisting that she'll commute. It took weeks of convincing to make her stay in the dorm. Amanda had always been close to safety. I was her safety. was certain she'll fit perfectly in college, just a few adjustments and she'll be good.We got home pretty late. When I hit the

My name is Sheryl and I've been married for four years now. My husband is hardly around, he works round the clock and I don't get the full attention I desire from him. I love him, I promise I do but love doesn't keep you warm at night or shut the ache between your legs.Zack my husband's best friend walked in unannounced one afternoon and me on the couch, skirt hiked up, fingers bruised deep, chasing a release my husband didn't give me in weeks. I froze, he didn't. He stood there watching my dripping pussy.Ever since that day, he's been relentless, dropping by when he knows I'm alone. Brushing my waist in the kitchen and whispering filthy promises when my husband steps out of the room. I always declined, my body didn't support.And today he sat across me at breakfast, laughing with my husband about some work deal while his foot found their way up my thigh. Every time he stole a glance at me you could sense the seductive look and every dirty glare he gave.They left together, cars pu

ROOM TWELVE Stacy came first shuddering against Kevin's tongue, fingers twisting in his hair as her release flooded his mouth. The sight and sound sent Emerald over seconds later, walls clenching around Kevin's cock, a low cry tearing from her throat.Kevin followed with a groan, hips bucking up into Emerald as he spilled deep inside her. They collapsed in a breathless tangle, deep breaths, slick skin.For a few minutes there was only the sound of breathing and distant highway hum. Emerald rolled off Kevin with a wicked grin. “We just got started.”She reached for her bag on the floor and pulled out the black plastic package. Stacy's eyes widened. A smile played on Kevin's face.Emerald tore it open and stepped into the harness, adjusting straps unto the massive dildo stood proud against her hips. She stroked it once, then crawled back onto the bed.She kissed Stacy slowly and deep, easing her back on the bed, and Stacy laid between her thighs. Emerald settled between her thighs, rub